WMSG Chapter 87

Chapter 87 I Don't Know What to Do With Him... Gong Xunwu showed Ye Yueshen his palm, a cut following the lines of his palm that was almost everted. It was unknown how much blood had already flowed out, but it was still visibly dripping down in a line. "There are people from the Noble Consort among the Imperial Guards. I blocked a knife for the Emperor." Gong Xunwu didn't think bleeding was a serious matter at all. He even lightly curled the corners of his lips and told Ye Yueshen, "Gong Shengyin didn't…