Chapter 418: The Fragrance of Ink and Wash

sion.The Third Prince, Quan Qingyun, sat on the couch sulking. At his feet lay a concubine who had been thrown to the ground in anger just moments before.In the dead of night, the wall of his mansion..., so I know that she is particularly cold, and it's not the temperature a living person should have. 。So, you're saying she's a ghost”This made Lady Liu almost cry in fright. She shrank into her chair...