quarreled with the prime minister's wife, went to Meng Nanjun to make a fuss, and had a temper with Tong Ying, Tong Yue didn't want to deal with anyone at all, just sat on his bed and pondered for a while, didn't eat dinner, and just lay down.

The people who delivered food outside were also sent away by her, saying that they would rest for a while and stop eating at night.

The people outside didn't have much to do, just persuaded them outside for a word or two, and then sighed and shook their heads, not saying anything.

Tong Ying has been standing next to her during this process, and she doesn't know what kind of expression to make.

Until Tong Yue lowered the curtain, she understood that this was a complete injury to herself.

"Mrs. Nanhou Sees the Hell" One hundred and eighteen Strange like a dream is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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