The solemn imperial city made a heavy noise, King Yi rebelled, and Chu Xu faced the fate of having his family confiscated because his father was on the wrong side.
The new prime minister in the imperial court chose her. No one dared to offend her, but she just wanted to die together.
It was night, and the silver-red soft smoke bound her eyes. Her other senses were more sensitive to the familiar smell of neem.
He grabbed the hand that was intended to kill, and while his body was shaking, many ways to save the family came to mind.
"Min Yingchen, our engagement is based on the premise that our father is Prince Ping."
"Kuan'er, I miss you so much."
It doesn't matter whether you are a hypocrite or a snake, stay with me.
Intention: People have joys and sorrows
