C1029 Jiang Ran Was Seriously Ill

Xuanjing, Gongquan.

It was late at night. The candle flame of the Gongquan flickered, and a figure seemed to be swaying in front of the desk.

Violent coughing sounds kept coming from outside the hall. Soldiers and eunuch, who were guarding the hall, were trembling, and their expressions were filled with fear.

The handprint eunuch was anxiously walking around outside the Gongquan