C416 The emperor is destined to be lonely

Inside Su Xie's big tent, there were a few pots of charcoal that were burning vigorously, and were as warm as spring.

At this time, Su Xie had long since lost his pale face that looked like snow after returning to the large tent. Outsiders would simply not be able to imagine just what kind of cold poison this man, who had a tranquil expression, was enduring.

Not long after