Your Majesty, do you

Chu Yuning swept aside her green sleeves with a wave, lifting her head, revealing a face ashen white with streaks of blood. She resembled a Rakshasa clawing its way up from hell, fixing her gaze on King Xiao and roaring: "Take it! Use me!",Chu Yun's face was pale and sickly, he lay slumped on the stool, unable to tell if it was sweat or tears soaking his clothes.,Before Ye Yan'er entered the palace, Xiao Wang had never been intimate with any other woman. He waited for his heart's desire, the empress, before he was intimate with his concubines.。