"Nán Wǎnyān, you made the Empress Dowager force us to consummate our marriage with a bowl of soup. Now, this king is as you wished, satisfied, hmm",Air rushed back into Nan Wanyue's nostrils. She retched up a large pool of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily.,Two little girls looked exactly alike. The little girl on the wall had her hair in a bun and held tightly to the wall. The little girl with two braids below the wall, cried out, "Elder sister, I...I'm scared..."。