Nan Wan Yan Gu Mo Ha

Today, you must consummate your marriage with smoke!,"Nán Wǎnyān, you had the Empress Dowager force us to consummate our marriage with this soup. Now, as you wished, I am satisfied, hmm",Air rushed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched out a large mouthful of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath heavily.。