C211 Beauty Imperial Advisor Is Disease Jiao Er

His waterfall-like long hair flowed down because the man got up. He bent his slim and fragile arm, covered his mouth, suppressed and coughed. In this slightly stuffy room, he hit Jing Mo's heart one by one.

His heart trembled. He did not have the time to think about what it was. He knelt down on one knee. "State Preceptor