"It's you, the evil god that can't be found anywhere in the world, it's you!"
"I should have drowned you back then. Evil creature, evil creature! Men, protect the Emperor!" The emperor's hands were bleeding profusely. He wanted consort Ming to stop the bleeding, but consort Ming stood in the distance and stared at him deeply.
The woman who was always calling him coyly and confiding in him was actually cold.
She looked at his expression, her eyes full of ridicule.
Lu huaijiang covered Lulu's eyes with one hand, then raised his hand to cover her five senses after some thought.
The little girl's vision suddenly turned black, and she couldn't hear anything.
She only knew that a pair of strong hands had picked her up and placed her on the furthest chair in the hall of longevity.
He gently pulled her hand and placed it on the table. Then, he poured her a cup of warm tea.
He placed it by his hand.
