"Kneel down." Leng Xun's voice was unyielding and domineering.
"Yes, Your Majesty." There was a hint of trembling in Lu Yifeng's voice.
Before he finished speaking, the black and white snake whip was thrown onto his body without any warning.
"Say it again." Leng Xun's eyes darkened, and he held the handle with his big hands, his fingertips turning white.
"It's... Master..."
He is the master of the Spring Pavilion in May. He is both feminine and gentle, charming all living beings.
He was also the royal physician of the imperial palace, with his wonderful skills in rejuvenating people and helping the world by hanging pots.
He is the God of War in Qingyu, heroic and invincible.
He is also the king of a country, not close to women, and has suspicions of broken sleeves.
The sinister emperor attacks the charming imperial doctor
Pure sweetness without cruelty! ! ! ! ! !
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"If he were imprisoned in the palace forever, would he still be able to laugh like this?"