Written by a certain evil woman.
A certain weak emperor trembled.
A certain woman said: Your Majesty, my husband, where are you going on a dark, windy night, when the bridal chamber is filled with candles?
A certain emperor said: Madam Queen, my husband's uncle is here tonight, and the bridal chamber is delayed.
Come again? Yan your sister! Luo Jingyue didn't stop doing anything. She rushed forward and touched all her clothes.