"Your Majesty, your Majesty has put medicine in this soup."
"Oh, really?" The man drank it down.
Qiu Jinxiu watched in disbelief as he finished the bowl of dark food.
"My dear concubine, you must keep your promise." The man picked up Qiu Jinxiu who was about to run away and threw her on the big bed.
"Don't... Who said he can't be killed? Come out and I will never chop off his head."
Qiu Jinxiu looked at the handsome figure of the man in front of her and felt her nose bleed. It smelled so good.
