It's sad to say, there was a risk of being skinned just after crossing over. Luckily, although this man's head was injured, it seemed like only a minor wound.,But seeing, the bedroom was deep, with a rosewood carved bed, and crimson sheets embroidered with mandarin ducks were spread down, one white slender arm emerged.,"The King, of course, is good. It's just that he's tired," her voice was soft, but crisp like a yellow oriole singing, tender and gentle, "Since the King is asleep, let's discuss anything else tomorrow."。