"Your Highness, you should rest well; I'll take care of the rest for you,"
Bruno led Chuzheng to the door.
"Hmm," Chuzheng nodded coldly.
Chuzheng pushed open the door and entered, leaving Bruno, who wanted to say more, outside.
After walking a few steps into the room, Chuzheng's eyes instantly fell upon the person on the bed.
The youth was blindfolded and tied to the bed in a spreadeagle position, his mouth gagged, struggling on the bed.
Perhaps hearing her enter, he quieted down.
Chuzheng: "..."
Who did this!
Chuzheng went over and pulled off the youth's blindfold.
The youth's vision cleared.
His eyes widened slightly.
Chuzheng removed the gag from his mouth.
"Why are you here?" His voice was hoarse, seemingly puzzled and surprised.
"This is my room," Chuzheng replied indifferently, "Where else should I be if not here?"
Zhi Kong felt a chill rise within him, "You... are you the Blood Clan Queen?"
"Something like that." After all, she had been her predecessor.