n's finger bones. A cold curve formed at the corner of his lips as he whispered in a devilish tone, "Keep screaming."At dusk.A young boy walked out of the alley, his clothes stained with blood. Blood...Ning Shu was stunned. When facing the emperor in ancient times, one indeed couldn't cover their face.

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it down.

But it was cut off halfway by a hand. With a light smile, the prince said in a neither cold nor warm tone, "Ning'er has recently caught a cold. If he takes it off, wouldn't he pass the illness to his father I ask you not to mind."

Liu Gonggong, surely you know that this young master appears perfectly fine. Where could he have caught a cold If he truly had caught a cold, he wouldn't be standing here.er placed him in the spirit spring, silently stripping away his clothes. The endless coldness in his eyes seemed like it could freeze the young man solid.Ning Shu couldn't help shivering, and he blurt...