Your Majesty, do you

Chu Yuning swept aside her green sleeves with a wave, lifting her head, revealing a face ashen white with streaks of blood. She resembled a Rakshasa clawing its way up from hell, fixing her gaze on King Xiao and roaring: "Take it! Use me!",King Xiao, with a cold face, still held onto the arm he was gripping. His other hand was clasped behind his waist, enduring the kicks and punches.,King Xiao often visited, and Chu Yuning relied on King Xiao more and more.。