As soon as Ahya stepped into the main hall of the Jinde Palace, she saw Liu Yishu kneeling humiliatedly on the ground with a smashed vase in front of her.

The German consort lazily leaning in front of the Liu sent book, slowly sipping a mouthful of tea, as if enjoying this moment of silence.

Ahya's eyes could not help but jump. The scene was so familiar that it was somewhat absurd and comical.

In a previous life, cloud beauty in front of their own face, broke the vase of ...