C132 Fetch back the flute

At night, the night was dark and the wind was strong. It was a good time to kill someone and set them on fire. Of course, how could someone as pure and kind as Su He kill someone, it was just doing a little bad things.

Emperor Su He wore a "cloth to cover his face". He quietly snuck into the front of Huo Yuhuang's sleeping quarters, took out a bunch of medicine from his pocket