The emperor was already extremely disgusted with Ning Fei's clinginess. If she foolishly went to sleep with the emperor, it wouldn't be long before he had her killed.,Half an hour later, Ye Qianhan opened her eyes. The unbearable surging heat had subsided.,Between breaths, I could still sense the lingering scent of that person. And the taste of the little pork trotters, so delicately icy, like a handful of snow.。