C218 Crown Prince Chu Tiance of the Northern Yan

In the midst of the singers, Feng Ge carried a long brocade handkerchief, and half of the brocade handkerchief was already in her hands, blocking half of Feng Ge's palm. Feng Ge could no longer wait, the marks on her hand became more and more obvious, and even with the thick rouge on her hands, she was unable to hide the traces of poisoning. Feng Ge was becoming more and more anxious