Future Yongzheng and I Bicker with Each Other on a Daily Basis

Lin Xiaoman's vision went dark after working overtime for 72 consecutive hours. When I opened my eyes again, they were all blindingly red. A sentence rang in my ears: "Please take off your hijab, Fourth Master——" She stared at the handsome man embroidered with gold python robes in front of her and blurted out: "Is your crew pretty rich?" The entire wedding room was as silent as a tomb.