In the middle of October in Bianjing, the weather is the most nourishing, except for the coolness of the light rain, it is very comfortable from morning to night. It is precisely because of such good weather that the huge and full chrysanthemums in the streets and alleys of the city can bloom extraordinarily wonderfully.

The road in the alley was narrow, and the sound of a woman frolicking came from the carriage of Zhaofu, so that passers-by could hear it clearly.

"Jinshu, show me the painting in your hand. ”

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"I want to hold the king's hand, but the king escapes" Chapter 48 Yu's clever words are in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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