"Nán Wǎnyān, you made the Empress Dowager force us to consummate our marriage with a bowl of soup. Now, this king is as you wished, satisfied, hmm",He looked coldly at the woman in the bath who no longer struggled, a sneer curling his thin lips.,Air rushed back into Nan Wanyue's nostrils. She retched up a large pool of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily.。