"Son of Heaven, you are not allowed to come in first!" Compared with the eager mood of the emperor, Qing'e poured cold water on him, forbidding his intrusion seriously.

"Yes!" Although the heart has complaints, the Son of Heaven dares not disobey the majesty of Qing'e at this time.

In the hall, the bloody hand of the jade holds a heart, which beats vigorously, red, warm and full of infinite love, strong and moving! uuuuuuuuuuuuu

gruesome image, warm feelings, the heart gives people a feeling, strong contrast, very strange.

"Chen Jiu..." Looking at this heart silently, Qing'e's gentle moonlight-like face, never twisted, painful, tears flowing down her face, unable to...