Nan Wan Yan Gu Mo Ha

Today, you must consummate your marriage with smoke!,"Ouch..." Nan Wanyin subconsciously cried out in pain, blood flowing directly from her forehead, the man behind her roared with anger—,"Nán Wǎnyān, you had the Empress Dowager force us to consummate our marriage with this soup. Now, as you wished, I am satisfied, hmm"。