C870 Endowment

Murong Shuofeng returned to the imperial study room and called for the purple gold.

"Your majesty."

Murong Shuofeng looked at Zi Jin and spoke while narrowing his eyes, "Lead all Herba Corydalis s to guard the crown prince's sleeping quarters, don't let the crown prince take a step out."

Zi Jin raised his gaze, and his face was filled with shock as if he had misheard