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!",Rumor has it that Ye, the concubine who was about to die, is now holding a baby with great interest. Her finger as white as jade gently caresses the baby's face.,Chu Yuning was pinned to the bench by guards, the wooden board repeatedly slamming against his back.。