C1693 King of the Monarchs, Wang Meng

At this moment, not to mention the other people in the hall, even the usually thick-headed Erleng had fallen into a state of intoxication.

Powerful...

Ming Jiutian shook his head helplessly, whispered a few words into Erleng's ear, and then disappeared.

It could be heard that the sound of the zither came from the direction of the elegant and refreshing backyard.

Arriving at the backyard