บท 385: Earthquake in Dongqing (XVII)

"Jun'er, are you up? Come over here…" The Emperor was in a fury. He had just beheaded a courtier with his sword. The headless body collapsed onto the ground, and the head rolled towards Huijun's fair, beautiful feet, which were near transparent. She glanced at it out of the corner of her eyes, lifted her leg, and stepped over the head. The bottoms of her feet were stained with warm, sticky blood. As she walked with light footsteps, small and bloody footprints were left on the ground.

"Did someone make Your Majesty unhappy again?" The woman did not follow the Emperor's orders. Instead, she smiled flirtatiously. Her red, plump lips made people's throats and eyes feel hot. Her delicate body laid on the recliner not far away from the Emperor's desk. Her large-sleeved shirt dropped to her elbow loosely, revealing fair shoulders that looked like white jade.