Chu Qingge, Feng Li, works

    

nuckles tightened, the porcelain cup emitting a barely audible crack. The man's lips curled into a cruel smirk: "Find her! Even if she's dead, drag her body to me." Even in death, he would make her a...ol yourself!" Right now, Lady Li hated hearing bad things said about the Ninth Princess!Her face darkened, and she said unhappily, "Princess, the princess was saving my husband before, not...not as yo...