Your Majesty, do you

Chu Yuning swept aside her green sleeves with a wave, lifting her head, revealing a face ashen white with streaks of blood. She resembled a Rakshasa clawing its way up from hell, fixing her gaze on King Xiao and roaring: "Take it! Use me!",Chu Yuning clutched the swaddling clothes and wailed, Xiao Wang couldn't bear it, let go of the elder's collar, and turned to help Chu Yuning.,A single unsaid word can feel like a fishbone in your throat.。