C60

Mo Ziheng was covered in black. His black eyebrows were sweeping across his body and his eyes were warm.

"Does Consort Wang not remember Little Wang?"

It was him! It turned out to be the Fifth Prince Mo Ziheng. Could it be that everything that happened just now was arranged by Mo Ziheng?

Luo Qingwan's gaze landed on a jade pendant by Mo Ziheng's waist. The jade pendant was green and flawless