Air rushed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched, spewing a pool of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath.,What kind of fetishes does the original owner have to be in love with such a domestically abusive man to this extent!,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!"。