Hong Yu looked at the black pill in the other's hand, then turned her head to look at the large thing beneath the mangy dog, feeling nauseated, thinking that if it really entered her body... her psychological defenses finally collapsed, and she shook her head vigorously: "No, I'll tell!"
Qi Jingyi and Qi Jingrong exchanged glances and both showed satisfied smiles.
Qi Jingrong secretly wiped his sweat, grateful he hadn't fallen out with Yang Ruxin. Otherwise, if her bizarre medicines were used on him, it would be terrifying.
From now on, I must flatter that woman more.
After all, I'm younger than that old turtle, look better, and I can act cute too. I refuse to believe I can't outdo that guy.
The three days of mourning passed quickly.
Early this day, the Princess of Han was busy, and all the Han King's personal guards gathered.
Around the large coffin, many ice blocks were placed to prevent the body from decaying quickly, and now the lid was finally closed.
