“I liked Yuewu so much, loved her, respected her, and was crazy about her, but Yuewu fell in love with you at first sight!”
“Murong Jiancheng, you’ve accumulated enough luck to meet Yuewu, and made me hate you for the rest of my life!”
Yuan Ming stared at Murong Jiancheng viciously.
Bei Yuewu was kidnapped by him, and her face was a little pale. “Yuan Ming, because of that, twenty-six years ago, you and Dongfang Wanqing joined hands and took my son away, right?”
“What you want is for the imperial power to be in turmoil and for you to take advantage of this opportunity to seize this great empire. Then what do you want, Dongfang Wanqing?”
Bei Yue Wu looked at Dongfang Wanqing.
Murong Jiancheng’s gaze also landed on Dongfang Wanqing and his shock was filled with a sharp and sinister look. “Dongfang Wanqing, twenty-six years ago, my son was taken away by you?”
