The Prime Ministerap

A thin man lay on the dilapidated bed. Though slender, he possessed an indescribable nobility. His black hair was as dark as ink, like cold jade, and his eyebrows and eyes carried a chillingly handsome air.,Before the words could be spoken, footsteps sounded outside the door. Before anyone entered, a concerned voice came in first.,Lu Zheng opened his mouth and asked, "Do you need any help"。