It was already late at night, but Zhou Yuran in pain still couldn't sleep. After all, the pain is not something that anyone can bear.

Poor him, he could only lie there alone on the bed and hold his lower abdomen, and there he muttered and endured, and the sweat on his head had soaked the pillow under his head.

That pitiful appearance makes people look quite pitiful, after all, he can only grit his teeth and endure it now, and he can't crush his teeth yet. Otherwise, if those ministers would see it in a few days, then many of his patience and plans would be wasted.

In this cannibalistic court, you don't have any reason to pray for anything......

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