"Xiaoye, it's not your turn to dictate my king's affairs. Could it be that you have really forgotten your identity?"

A cold voice came down.

This voice was so familiar that Feng Lingyan's eyes suddenly turned dark.

It felt like being struck by thunder

Everything around him collapsed and turned into ruins in the blink of an eye...[

The heartbeat seemed to stop, and the blood in the whole body seemed to have turned into ice water, slowly solidifying bit by bit, and never stagnated again.

This voice, this voice belongs to Gong Yanmo.

Always cool, always indifferent.

But in Feng Lingyan's ears, it was as if he heard the voice of a soul seducer.

Ruthlessly crushing all the good things in her heart.

My king! Such a noble title!

This should never be said by the son of a prime minister!

So who is he?

Where is the king?

How many identities does he have?

She was almost overwhelmed by the overwhelming questions.

She composed herself, gritted her teeth and continued to listen.

She wanted to see what conspiracy they had?

What on earth does this man who is about to become her husband want to do to this country!

"Yes! It was my subordinate who overstepped his bounds."

There was a hint of sadness in Gong Wuye's voice.

"Night……"
Chapter completed!