C316 Leprosy

"Mo Yue, you came here worn out from the journey, why don't you have a drink?" Zhu Zimo pressed the teacup to her lips and took a sip.

"City Lord Xie, your subordinate is not thirsty!" Mo Yue was burning with anxiety. Naturally, he no longer had the patience to taste the tea.

"The emerald has cooked you up. If you don't drink it, I think you might as well take care of it