C150 They Would Rather Die than Talk about It

"Duan Zicong, you are taking Imperial Noble Consort away now?"

Heelian Mingzhao's gaze never left Gu Wangshu. After Duan Zicong pulled out the golden needle, Gu Wangshu fell into a deep slumber again. He kept feeling uneasy.

Duan Zicong was too cunning, although there were words written in black and white, he was afraid that Duan Zicong would play some tricks