C1157 The will of a reigning monarch the love of a reigning monarch

"Yun Zheng, Yun Zheng ?" She called his name, and there was a wistful look in her eyes.

With a glance, Feng Yunzheng saw Lian Yue on the bed. Her hair was a mess, and her face was pale. She seemed to be exhausted, and her heart suddenly felt as if it had been pierced.

He walked quickly to the bed, took her outstretched hand in a firm grip