Ye Chenyue's fingers stiffened as she drove the carriage.

He didn't know what his words had made his dear master mistake him for a broken sleeve, but he felt that he needed to explain, "I'm sorry master, I'm not a broken sleeve. ”

"Yes...... Mo Fanyan thought for a while, and said lightly,...

Chapter 381 of "The First Proud Poisonous Concubine": Good night, master (1) is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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