Chapter 1694, Symptom

An Ran stood by the door.

He knew that the emperor had the dignity of the emperor, but could not hide his sincere look at her: "If your Majesty needs Ann Ran, just look back, Ann Ran is here whenever and wherever."

"Go down."

"Yes."

Annan helped Qingya close the door, and then went down to rest.

The next day.

The morning light hit the branches and leaves of the crape myrtle tree, as if something had broken up with the mottled light.

Qushiwen has made several kinds of blue favorite food.

Originally thought that Qinglan didn't know when it would get up, and wanted to let...