C501 Destiny Makes a Fool of Man

Mu Zhaoyang touched his lips in a daze. Gu Xiaoxiao's warmth still lingered on his lips. Mu Zhaoyang's face heated up as he ruthlessly spat at himself. After tidying up his clothes, he walked out of the clean room.

When the serving maid saw Mu Zhaoyang emerge, she smiled and led him forward.

"I want to see the female emperor." Mu Zhaoyang's clear voice sounded