Wu Yuemei spoke with extreme haste.
Cheng Zhihai wanted to interject, but he simply couldn't stop her.
After Wu Yuemei finished speaking, a chilling and furious aura began to spread within the bedchamber of the Emperor of Great Zhou.
The winds outside stirred, blowing cold and sharp.
Wu Yuemei's words were clearly a grave affront to the Emperor of Great Zhou.
The Emperor of Great Zhou stood behind the bedchamber door, his expression slightly darkened, his breathing becoming noticeably heavier.
"Cheng Zhihai, take Yuemei back!"
The Emperor of Great Zhou's voice was very soft, yet his tone was extremely stern.
Cheng Zhihai indeed wanted to take Wu Yuemei away immediately, for if she continued talking, who knew what she might reveal.
His Majesty has not yet pierced that paper window, and it was equivalent to giving Duke Zhen's Mansion a small respite.
If it was truly pierced through,
