"This book is most likely written by that little thief..."
"Who would've thought that besides designing clothes, he also has this kind of talent?"
The Empress bit her lip with her pearly white teeth, muttering softly, "But this storyline is quite indecent, why is it always about coveting someone else's wife?"
Moreover, she felt an inexplicable familiarity with the characters in the book.
A husband plagued by illness, a wife who strays, and a promiscuous playboy...
What is this little thief insinuating?
It's really infuriating!
At that moment, a somewhat deep voice emerged: "Who's the little thief?"
? !
The Empress's body stiffened, and she turned around abruptly.
She saw a woman in a bright red Martial Robe leaning against the wall, arms crossed over her chest, looking at her with a smile.
"Li'er?!"
The Empress said in disbelief, "When did you come back?"
"Not long ago."
