C352 Request

A burst of hurried coughs accompanied with the worried voices of the Gonge sounded out in the hall.

Murongyan's previously snow-white face had now turned red from the coughing. "I appreciate Consort Xian's good intentions, but I'm already tired. Please go back, Consort Xian!"

Xiaozhirou bowed respectfully, then got up and said: "Since Huanghouniangniang is not feeling well