Xia Qinghuan thought of these two words, and all that came to his mind were those memories of killing.

On the way back from the Northern Desert, there were signs, does that mean that he was already "sick" or poisoned as early as the border pass?

"Himself...... Is it not curable, or does it take time? She spoke in a hoarse voice, her throat bitter.

"At present, there is no way to control this symptom."

Flowing

Chapter 680 of "The Favorite Concubine in the Lead" Do you remember? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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