My husband is the Ki

From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,“Let me warn you one last time,” I couldn't help but say. “You, her… tethering yourself to a demon… won’t end well.”,Jiang Qiyun playfully tapped Bai Wu Chang's forehead, and Bai Wu Chang patted his shoulder and complained to me, "Your Majesty~ Your Highness has eaten too much! I almost can't carry him anymore~."。