Chapter 2561 Ice Xuanlong King's sister-in-law kept screaming in the middle-aged population. Snow was shining red, like a red apple.

She looked at Ye Qingyun beside her, thought of something, and sighed.

Unfortunately...

She thought of the most beautiful woman lying on the coffin.

"Say, why do you want snow and goblin rice?" Ye Qingyun frowned and looked at the middle-aged man with dragon horns on his forehead.

"It's like this..." At present, the middle-aged people told Ye Qingyun the story one by one.

Originally, King Bingxuan had a son, who was born when he was five years old. He did not know what strange disease he had, but only...