"After living for more than 70 years, it's still that if Fushou hasn't been hidden by pretending to die, your majesty and his highness Jiang Yan are in danger. It's not easy for Jiang Yan to compete for his own brother.

"You're distracted again. It's all three times."

Jiang Pengji pinched his cheek.

I've been trying to give him delicious food recently. Why doesn't this face grow meat.

Wei CI said, "I can't help thinking of Fu Shou."

Jiang Pengji said, "how do you think of him?"

She has seen two children in the spiritual world of Wei CI. The child named Wei Cong is very likable and looks like Wei CI.

Wei CI said, "as a father, he failed to fulfill his responsibility of teaching, leading him to go astray. CI is ashamed of his trust in his majesty."

"Wei Zixiao, I've endured it for a long time!" Jiang Pengji sank her face, pinched his cheek with both hands and pretended to be angry. "Don't you think it's too much to mention another woman in front of me? Look at the color of my head. I can herd sheep and horses on my head!"

Wei CI: "