At that moment, junchangqi's eyebrows and heart suddenly wrinkled, and then a faint light appeared in his eyes. Although he was still cold, resolute and waveless, there was a trace of arc on his lips.

surprised and cruel.

the hand that had been pressed on the sword was slowly lowered. The woman in front of him not only couldn't let her die, but also kept her alive until

it was only in this moment that Junchang Qi realized that the woman could not be the two thousand golden flowers like Yan in the prime minister's house, but the eldest lady who had been claiming to be seriously ill and ugly....