C498 Inconscious

In the middle of the winter, the sunlight was warm and comfortable. The imperial palace was magnificent and magnificent. The first ray of sunlight in Glazed Tile Hall had just cut through the night sky and entered the palace. Ouyang Huo, who was leaning against the bed, did not sleep for the whole night. His eyes were red. Soong Ningyu's aura became weaker and weaker bit by bit