Lulu had yet to have dinner when he was brought to the main hall by the nanny.
At this moment, the candlelight was crackling.
The large hall actually became a little more eerie and terrifying.
There was a crack.
A bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, and it started to rain. The rain fell on the roof, making a pitter-patter sound.
The sound of the rain could make people calm and peaceful, but at this moment, it added a bit of dryness.
At this moment, there were only a few glaring nannies, the Emperor, and Ming Fei in the hall.
"What's in your blood? Was it poisonous? Do you have any hidden illness?" The Emperor could not wait for Ming Fei to speak and asked with a cold face.
Every sentence was filled with killing intent.
"Confess the truth!" The emperor's palm clutched the side of the table tightly. It was so painful that his fingers were bent, and he almost dug out finger marks on the table.
