C362 The Fire of Lust

Several hours ago, in the Wing Wang Residence.

The chilly autumn wind blew into people's skin, and even the steward, who had always been very resistant to cold, was wrapped in a thick layer of outer clothes.

When Jun Lin Feng returned from his morning court, his brows were tightly knitted, as if there were a lot of problems that he couldn't solve, and he felt a headache