C314 Killing intent
Inside the Imperial Consort's palace, Noble Consort Yun was lying on her bed. A maid was massaging her temple, and smoke was coming out of the gaps in the gold-plated Qilin leaves.
Right now, Song Chongjing and Xi Mengyao could be considered to be relaxed, but Noble Consort Yun was actually very annoyed.
Thinking about their plans for the future