C205 Mo Xiangli Do You Think Zhen Won't Kill You

It had been seven days since Shaan Qingyun was imprisoned. The Xiangyang Prince's Mansion was a beautiful scene. While playing chess and playing wine in the pavilion, Lee Mingxuan played a game of chess with him, and even played a game of dead chess. He held his chin with one hand and stared blankly for the entire afternoon.

Chu Yizhen walked over with a porcelain bowl in his hand