C327 Framing

At this moment, everyone in Consort Yue's palace was wailing in grief.

However, Xuanyuan Che, whose face had turned very red, was in a good mood. His eyes were bloodshot as he watched the women's blood flow out bit by bit.

Full Moon's face was already very pale. His entire body was like a piece of paper, as if it could disappear with the wind. Xuanyuan Che looked at her in this manner