"Why are you pretending to be noble? You will be Mingxuan's concubine and you will be a widow and lonely. You might as well follow me and I will make you happy...ah..." Before he could finish his obscene words, Shen Jinghua put the teapot away. She tilted her body and let his arm fall away. Geng Shaozong didn't expect that she would really dare to fall down. He could only quickly withdraw his hand, rolled up his sleeves and saw that his arm was red and swollen. He was shocked and angry at the same time.
