In the afternoon, the twilight sinks in the west.

In the Lingyan Pavilion, Tianyun leaned sideways on the soft couch with the trim, one hand bent his elbow on the side of the white swan's neck, and the other held the "Typhoid Miscellaneous Records", and his legs were covered with a soft and gorgeous fox skin felt blanket.

Lingqi absentmindedly rubbed the silk begonia jade piece, and frequently looked at her own girl who was even more absent-minded than her.

"Girl, you've been reading this page for half an hour." Lingqi reminded in a whisper.

"After the crossing, the little poor one I guarded ascended the throne" 124 How dare she is hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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