"Your Majesty, this cold palace doesn't even have charcoal fire, why don't you ask your Majesty?" Before Bi'er finished speaking, blue lines suddenly appeared in my pupils - the Lingxi Eye was activated again.
"He was holding Su Yao's belly and listening to the fetal movements." I cut off dead branches and threw them into the brazier, and the sparks reflected the silver fox cloak of the imperial concubine outside the window. "Save it, they have even prepared false pregnancy pills."
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Yao threw herself into Lei Yichen's black dragon-patterned cloak with a cry: "Sister Qingyan cursed our prince..."
The young emperor suddenly grabbed my chin, his red phoenix eyes sparkling in the snowy light: "Pass the decree, grant the Liu family..." His Adam's apple rolled, and he uttered two shocking words: "Coffin."
I counted the eighth new life mark on my palm, but I didn't notice that the tips of Lei Yichen's ears turned red - this decisive tyrant had for the first time referred to the "coffin" as the "crown gift" in the appointment letter.
