Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence

ooking at the head in his hands, still contorted with expressions of regret, pain, and unwillingness, Yelu Guzan bit his teeth and raised his head, his fierce gaze fixed on Xizheng Hall.Now, he rememb...n though I'm on top, it doesn't give me a headache.""That's quite a good tolerance of alcohol the prince has, isn't it"Wàn Jiāojiāo always seizes every opportunity to praise her lord, it's almost beco...