Qiandu.
Beiliang Royal Mansion.
"Marquis, no more, it's too spicy..."
Chu Zhihu's pretty face was flushed, looking back at Zhou Chen's strong and perfect physique, breathing like an orchid, her gaze like water, full of charm.
Meanwhile, Chu Zhihu collapsed weakly, her cherry-like lips opening and closing, like a fish out of oxygen, gently gasping.
Beside her, Chu Weixiong was even more unbearable, having already fainted.
Only the Princess Consort and Empress had the highest cultivation, the strongest combat power, and were still holding on.
"The Marquis is divinely gifted, mastering divine techniques, with combat power exponentially increased by thousands, truly formidable!"
The Princess Consort exclaimed, her eyes filled with fear and admiration.
It feels like it's going to break!
Outside the courtyard, King Beiliang, Chu Wushang, passed by and was taken aback by the commotion inside.
"The Princess Consort is resting, no one is allowed to disturb!"
