The Prime Ministerap

A thin man lay on the dilapidated bed. Though slender, he possessed an indescribable nobility. His black hair was as dark as ink, like cold jade, and his eyebrows and eyes carried a chillingly handsome air.,This is the first scholar to appear in Xiejiacun for decades. The people of Xiejiacun are proud of him, and Mr. Xie and Mrs. Xie are respected because of him, so they treat him very well. However, a serious injury unexpectedly throws him back into despair.,Who knew, before he could even speak, Xie Yunjin suddenly turned his head, his brows and eyes cold and icy, like a shard of ice in the depth of winter: "Get out."。