C403 Deja Vu

The son of heaven, the Ninth Paragon. He had already become the emperor, how could he accept the fact that his own woman was being humiliated?

"Your majesty looks down on me too much, isn't it? I'm not a delicate flower. I can't endure a storm and won't cry."

Peng Qiuqi had a small and thin body to begin with. Seeing her slapping the face to make him look fat, Ji Zinan felt helpless