To the queen, the flower like a stranger really does not know whether to hate or thank.

but at this time, for Hua Rumo, time is her son's life. She dare not delay at all. Therefore, she did not intend to pay attention to the queen.

the Queen's slender fingers, as white as the tip of a bamboo shoot, crossed a volume of books. It seemed that she had no intention of saying, "do you really think it's useful to turn books like this?"

Hua Rushu didn't say anything, so she continued, "I knew you were unusual at the first sight of you. You should have thought about how to...