C335 Red Sleeves Were Fluttering in the Wind

The king blinked and looked at Qin Murong calmly.

Suddenly, he jumped up and pointed at Qin Murong's nose. "You can't do it yourself. Don't try to put the pot of sh * t on Zhen's head!"

Qin Murong quickly dodged and frowned. "Not you?"

"Humph!"

His Majesty could not calm down. He took a deep breath for a while. He said