Chapitre 2263: Zhang Ruochen's Ambition

In Sevenstar Imperial Palace, Saint Spring lake lay gleaming, surrounded by blooming flowers.

In one of the chambers with oldworld charm, Zhang Ruochen — whose well-defined body was an archetype of masculinity — walked down from a wooden bed. His muscles were well-proportioned, his chest broad, his eyes piercing and devilish, his facial features perfectly shaped. The masculine beauty was enticing and captivating.

That night, he had fallen into a postcoital slumber after letting off steam.

Zhang Ruochen took the white robe hanging on the bedside and put it on. He turned and stared at the delicate figure that was still lying on the bed. "From now on, this is where you stay. You can come and go as you please."