In the Emperor's Palace of Dragon's Blood, the beauty's fragrant body, mediocre, languid and drunken eyes blinked one by one. Although they did not speak, their full-footed appearance undoubtedly showed that they were very happy.

"What about Chen Jiu? Should he not have finished riding us, suspected that our horses were not doing the right thing, and ran to ride other horses? Qian Yuer looked around and found no Chen Jiu. He couldn't help muttering with displeasure.

"Jade, don't talk nonsense, sisters are here!" Zhao Yan exhorted her to pay attention to some images.

"Yanjie, are all good sisters. What can't we say? I don't believe they don't worry?" Qian...