บท 122: Martial Dao Genius

Emperor Yuan Feng clutched his chest as his vision darkened.

His heart ached. He felt terrible.

What is this called?

Don't you feel sorry for your father?

Even the imperial family can't withstand such torment.

He felt dizzy when he thought of what Yin Wuyou had taken away.

Forget it. I am the emperor. How can I be petty?

Emperor Yuan Feng comforted himself. He rubbed his chest and let out a long sigh.

In contrast, Yin Wuyou left the imperial palace in high spirits.

She was smiling, and her eyes showed contentment. Her high-spirited appearance made the entire sky brighten up.

Hmph, Zhou Shu, quickly thank me!

…

Zhou Shu didn't expect Yin Wuyou to arrive so quickly. As expected of the princess, she was rich.

She gathered ten thousand taels of gold so quickly!

"Grand Minister, cash or banknotes?" Zhou Shu said with anticipation.