C168 Soul-breaking Horse Poe

A beauty has many lives. A beauty was like the rising sun. From the moment she started to rise, she was already destined to descend, but today, the sun was already slowly rising.

The emperor was fighting. From the moment they fled, the soldiers and officials accompanying him had been incessantly making demands for him to kill the spy Yang Guozhong and the adulterer Yang Yuhuan