Chapter 388: Prince Wenwang

at the emperor lying on the dragon bed, his face as pale as paper, and felt a chill in his heart. Remembering the last words the emperor had spoken to him, he whispered, "Father Emperor, how much tim...oundrel was just a swindler who took advantage of her and disappeared. She wouldn't see him again, and she had suffered this humiliating loss. She estimated that it would be difficult to seek revenge....