The feeling of prostration

The gaze in Li Mojun's eyes seemed extremely gloomy and chilling.

"Since you want to know, then I shall tell you! Doesn't Li Moying like you and want to make you his Royal Consort? If he had knew that when he left South Yue Kingdom and you had been sold to the largest brothel in South Yue Kingdom to receive guests and made him wear ten thousand green hats, I wonder if he would die from an excess of anger?"

Huang Yueli's smile gradually disappeared as she replied frostily, "Crown Prince, that's a really malicious method!"

Too bad, he was just dreaming and had no sight at all! He had already been gunny sacked and brought to her and without thinking of the consequence, thinking of begging her to spare him, instead he was daydreaming of such a dream?

Li Mojun saw her stiff face and thought she was frightened and became even more complacent.