Air rushed back into Nan Wanye's nostrils. She retched and coughed up a large pool of blood, then slumped half-reclined against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath heavily.,She cast a casual glance and saw her own face reflected in the water of the bath.,A little girl of three or four stood outside the high wall of Wing King's Mansion, looking up at another little girl lying on her stomach at the top of the wall and whispering, “Almost there! Come on, Xiao Baozi!”。