Hard work is the most pitiful to the sky and the moon, the past is like a ring, and the past is a jue. Life is a big dream of nothingness, Shaohua is white-headed, but it is a blink of an eye. The old joy is like being in a dream, and the intestines are naturally broken, so why bother with the autumn breeze?

After waking up, Chu Xiang would always lean on the couch and look at the closed Ziling window in a daze, a pair of big eyes flashing on her white and tender little face, and her long eyelashes left a shadow, and the three thousand green silk were pulled into a bun, and she wore a golden silk double luan bead on her head, and her forehead was painted with a pigment made of flower juice, and her little face was even more bewitching and charming.

Such a beauty should have shown her face outside, talked with people about interesting things, and was in harmony with the king......

Chapter 60 of "The Imperial Concubine is Difficult" The matter is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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