C134 Ambrosia Fructus

Gu Hong Yan rested in her room. She was still a bit depressed, but no matter how she spoke, it was as if she was hiding something from her master. He was still the type of person who would rather die than admit it when the king had already found out about it. The crux of the matter was that he really should not admit it. On the one hand, if he were to reveal a message