C291 Do Not Forget

Suyu Palace

A figure slouched against the soft collapse, her black hair, soft and lustrous, falling across the couch like a curtain of fine silk.

Two beautiful young eunuchs knelt respectfully by his side and thumped his legs.

The candle flame was dim and unclear. It left an unfathomable shadow on his body, blending his figure with the darkness, like a lazy devil resting in the darkness