Autumn Heart and Morning Sun Lead

The door of Dou Feng Pavilion in Prince Yan's Mansion was pushed open with a bang. Liu Shanghui rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the door opening. She saw a beam of strong light shining through, and a figure standing against the light like a god of plague, blocking most of the doorway. Because the light was against the light, the man's expression and face could not be seen clearly. All he could see was that the man's chest and lungs were rising and falling, squeezing the bright light that came in regularly and rapidly, and his breathing was like a bellows beating the walls around the bee house. A thunderous roar was heard, "Liu Shanghui, I must repair you, a pervasive and considerate guest, today." With that said, he rushed over with a tiger stride and grabbed Liu Shanghui's pajamas collar. Liu Shanghui hid in a hurry, and shouted continuously, "Sir Shuangshou, if you have something to say, please tell me. This morning light is just gentle and the breeze is not dry. What kind of evil fire is this sir?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.