Ling Jiang sighed: Hey, it's so hard to be a human being~
A bolt of thunder struck down
... This will be fine, even people can't do it.
The old housekeeper was holding a cute little milk bottle in his hand, with a smile on his face:
"Come on, Your Highness! Just obey,"
The butler smiled and put the nipple of the bottle to Ling Jiang's mouth, vowing: "Old slave, I promise that after you drink it, your legs will no longer hurt, your waist will not be sore, and you can jump to the top of our castle in one breath!"
"... There's nothing wrong with my legs and waist." Ling Jiang was fumed by the bloody smell wafting from the pacifier. He pinched his nose and turned his head away: "Besides... I don't want to go to the top of the castle."
