C317 The Revolt of the Female Emperor51
She raised her hand to touch her chest, a gentle smile on her lips.
You've already seen their fates. Rest assured, the rest of the time belongs to her.
Ten years later, at the end of the morning assembly, Yue Xi stretched lazily. Looking at Chu Shen practicing his swordplay in the yard, she pursed her lips, walked over quietly, and patted his back.
"Sigh …"
Chu Shen's lips curled up