Evil Husband, Take the Move

"Bang bang bang..." The long and loud sound passed over the high dark red palace wall and reached Feng Xichen's ears clearly in the slightly cool night. In an instant, it shattered the dream-like illusion he had tried so hard to create, and seemed to knock on his heart powerfully: ——Do something useful. Stop painting useless paintings here. She is getting married tomorrow. ——Go and tell her that without her, this stern palace is just a prison for you; ——Go and tell her that without her, this hot power will only be cold killing for him; ——Go and sue...