Your Majesty, do you

The bottom half spread along the corner, quickly soaking through her clothes. The thick smell of blood in the yard made her sick.,Chu Yun's face was pale and sickly, he lay slumped on the stool, unable to tell if it was sweat or tears soaking his clothes.,Chu Yuning clutched Xiao Wang's robes tightly, saying with difficulty, "Whether Your Highness believes it or not, I didn't push Ye Consort."。