C1587 It Might be More Blissful to Die

Facing the fiery red flowers before him, Beiming Che suddenly wondered what family love truly was and how it felt. Was it warm? Could it melt a person's heart?

"I think the Jing Monarch's extreme devotion to Tong Wulan might not be a good thing," Qin Yin murmured.

Beiming Che chuckled, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Of course, it's not a good thing. Too blind, too arrogant