"Feng Ling, where's Mo Ziyin? Why didn't I see him?" Shen Jingli, dressed in a pink cotton shirt, walked in the middle of the court, looking a little bloated.
"The Emperor is going to the morning court. If you have something to ask him, I'll ask someone to find the Emperor immediately." Feng Ling answered and hurriedly called the palace servants.
Shen Jingli hurriedly stopped her. "No, I've been looking for him. I'm just a little bored. I'm fine!" Shen Jingli lowered his head and thought about something.
After a night's sleep, she had completely calmed down. No matter what happened, she had to solve it. Escaping was useless. She would never be able to escape Xuanyuan Luo. He was too powerful. Finding her was just a matter of time.
The question now was how to escape the ordeal. No matte
