"This Queen Consort is willing to submit,"
ZhaoFan's eyes opened once more, narrowing at the marvelous ethereal vision before him, yet he remained seated on the jade-ornate chair.
A Queen Consort, daring to offer her slumbering body to him? How amusing. This was a gamble worth playing.
In the end, what was the emperor? A mere dog, yet the Imperial family isn't something to be taken lightly.
They have 23 individuals who have broken through the Divine Emperor realm and almost one hundred old men who have broken through the Holy Emperor realm.
He once again looked at her,
Her wavy brown hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of dark secrets, framing a face as radiant as the moon on a springless night.
Her eyes, a deep brown that held ancient wisdom, sparkled with a hunger he understood all too well.
Her shapely, full lips curled into a beguiling smile as if to entice a serpent from its lair.
