C410 Threat

Within the quiet hall, the shadows of the candles flickered, as if to prove that this was not a still scene.

Gongxuzhi held onto the letter in his hand and slowly spat out a mouthful of impure Qi, then he said in a deep voice: "With things as they are, what kind of widow do you want me to give you?"

"Your Majesty." Shenlanrui looked at the person beside him and reminded him softly