C86 You Have to Kill Me If I Tell You to

It was another wonderful night.

A flock of crows flew up from the deep forest.

The dark red coffin was pushed open, and the lazy and charming Royal Prince sat up. There was a trace of casual sloppiness in the corner of his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and magnetic, "Ireson, what time is it?"

Ireson, with the clothes he had prepared for Qiao Sheng on his wrist, said, "Honorable master