The person before him was much more dangerous than the average top-notch royal power.
If he had known the other party's background long ago, he, Lu Chunfeng, would probably not have dared to do many of the actions that targeted the Han Imperial Residence previously.
However, the surprising thing was that the other party had concealed her identity in the Han Imperial Residence and even became the Han Imperial Consort. No matter how one looked at it, she must have placed a heavy bet on the Han Imperial Residence.
However, regardless of whether it was King Han's death or the series of events in the Han Imperial Residence, from beginning to end, this Consort Han had always been indifferent.
It was really puzzling.
Consort Han suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned around with a sweet smile.
"Young Master Chun Feng, are you willing to come to my boudoir?"
