©NovelBuddy
PREVIEW
... ather and son had something to talk about. He stood up from his chair and left, giving up the space.
He took out some spirit liquid and boiled it, brewing a pot of spirit tea, bitter bodhi tea. He poured two cups and placed one cup in front of his father.
“What happened?” asked Zhang Ronghua.
“Shouldn’t you explain?” Zhang Qin glared at him.
Some time ago, the Crown Prince had been pressing me so hard that he wanted to bestow his maid, Shuang ‘er, to me. This was ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE