"Princess Yan..." Lanlingfeng approached me, his eyes crossed my face, and his deep eyes sank immediately, "you suffer..." The tall hand glided over my face, picked up me on my knees, took me to the tea table, whispered in my ear, "don't be afraid, I'll make up my mind for you!"

Mu Ziling fixed her eyes on me. In her eyes, she was jealous first, then confused, and finally turned to be cruel.

"Li Wuyou, tell me when you saw Princess Yan pushing Xi'er into the water? From which position will Princess Yan push Xi'er into the water? Does she use her left or right hand to push Xi'er into...