"Ouch…" Nán Wǎnyān involuntarily cried out in pain, blood flowing directly from her forehead. The man behind her growled with fury——,She was terrified, yet she felt limp and powerless. A tingling, crawling sensation all over her body made it impossible for her to refuse this encounter.,Nan Wan yan reached out to touch her own face, but Gu Mo Han's personal guard stepped forward and said coldly: "The King has decreed! The Consort is full of evil deeds, a bowl of 'avoiding pregnancy soup' is bestowed upon her, starting today she will be confined to the cold courtyard, life or death be damned!"。