C85 Yin yan

Wen Shang laughed dryly, a cold aura sweeping past her eyes.

However, he was indeed a scheming person. His ability to endure was not ordinary.

Even though Ling Yun had said this, he was not angered to the point of fainting. He smiled and said: "Then I'll take His Highness the Crown Prince's good intentions."

Lowering his head slightly, the hair on his forehead drooped down