He looked up at the two men, but he didn't know who the blood was coming from.

"Song Acacia ......"

Quan Luofan subconsciously called out this name, but forgot what he wanted to say.

Song Rouge's eyelashes trembled, the ridicule in his heart became even stronger, and he lowered his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Sister, me and the Seventh Prince are already in the past, even if I come back, you don't have to worry that I will snatch him away, so why bother for a man, bad."

Chapter 811 of "The Favorite Concubine is in the Charge" As if abandoned by the whole world is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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