Chapter 1177: Drink Yourself, or Should I Feed You?

day and had only left his room once, the cold sword eyebrows furrowed."Tomorrow, assign her some work.""What kind of work are we arranging" The steward asked hesitantly, trying to gauge Fu Mo'han's in...many words he wanted to say, but they were all stuck in his throat, not a single one could come out."Hmm." The little baby's small hands moved around randomly, their long eyelashes trembled, and their...