C1125 The Kneeling Li Zhu

In the burnt charcoal ruins, Wang Mang was leaning against a chair with one foot on the ground. He looked down at the woman who was wearing luxurious clothes with her head down.

The atmosphere in the ruins was cold. Only the charcoal that had not been extinguished made a sizzling sound.

The knees of the woman with both legs were charred black, her luxurious clothes were burned by charcoal