y, Mo Yunjing is a fool who only knows how to defend his so-called territory. So even without me, he will eventually die at the hands of his enemies."Don't talk nonsense!" An Xuetang couldn't tolerate...Every time Feng Ming went out of the mansion and strolled around town, she would bring her gifts.

Over the past six months, An Xue Tang has long become accustomed to it.

And every time Feng Ming came back, she brought unusual and interesting things - things that He had never seen before.

Feng Ming, still holding An An, walked to the table and nudged it with her chin. "Open it and see," she said.pologized to An Xue Tang, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, slave...""An Xuetang shook her head slightly, "It's alright, you're right. If my brother was awake right now, how could he let so many people come...