C842 Forty-three Five Hundred and Eighty-three

Xin Yi shook his head with a bitter smile. His body was clanging, and he looked as if he could collapse at any moment!

Qiao Er couldn't stand it any longer. She supported the crumbling Xin and looked at Xuan with anger. "King Xuan, how can you say such things about us … Lady Yi, she loves you so much. What you said before doesn't count anymore." You said before that you would treat us, girls