C1827 Feng Qiu Huang.
"Princess Zi Xuan doesn't seem to be willing."
Someone whispered in a low voice, whispering to each other.
Huang Mengjun, who was at the top of the table, also had a trace of undulation in her eyes.
"Zi Xuan, although you are the princess personally conferred by Saint Ancestor, and are doted on by Saint Ancestor, you should still consider my clan
