C239 Family Matters

Feng Yu-Leng’s dry and pale lips quivered a few times before he said, “Thank you, my lord.”

Then, Feng Yu-Leng followed Jiang Fu-Long into the hall. He rubbed his frozen face and Jiang Fu-Long went up to the curtain. Feng Yu-Leng hurriedly entered the Imperial Study Room.

It was as warm as spring in the snow outside. Feng Yu-Leng’s limbs gradually recovered