C69 Death seeking

Ling Jinyu's long hair fell down, her face the same as a god's in the sunset.

"Creak!"

Ling Tianqing heard the crisp sound of a bone, and before she knew what happened, she was thrown onto a jade bench. After a moment of spinning, she felt a burning pain on her right wrist, and was no longer able to lift it.

Her wrist... Broken.

"Please spare me, His Majesty!" Ling Tianqing screamed in pain