The night is not dark, the candle flame in the study is still bright until late at night, the room is shrouded in a bright light and shadow, and the red gold dragon Dading on the ground is burning ambergris, faint and endless, like wisps, quietly scattered into every corner of the hall. The people who served were sent out early, presumably today's affairs were very urgent, even when he returned to the dormitory, he was not idle for a moment, he sat at the desk, wearing a light blue bedgown, his eyes sparkling in the candlelight, the daily fierceness was gone, but it showed a bit of randomness. I sat quietly at the desk, polishing the pen for him, and when the ink on the end of his pen was a little sluggish, I dipped the brush in the black ink to be full and round......

"Three Thousand Exquisite Dragons" Chapter 145 Peihuan cherishes the depths of the falling clouds is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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