Oh, Your Highness.

Oh, the prince of Dingguo.

How much else did he not know and Ah Yan was not ready to let him know?

At the round table in the study, Zhao Langzhong sat silently beside Feng Ayan, like a porcelain vase with a blue color after the rain, with delicate enamel and delicate lines, and the porcelain tire was thin and translucent...... The only fly in the ointment is that the vase is too easy to break, and it must be handled with care. Fortunately, the bottle is indeed beautiful enough, and it is worth a lot of money, so that most people do not hesitate to treat this treasure with their gentlest and most cautious side.

Unfortunately, this is just a delusion for most people. "Zhao Hanjing" This vase is beautiful, but it is full of "call you."

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