"You are so painstaking in composing poetry, even if you can't hand it in, the girl won't blame you."

Lin Song said and went out by himself. Liuxiangling rewrote the poem in the house.

Outside the bookshelves.

Xingwei was sitting there doing needlework, and when she saw Lin Song coming out, she hurriedly got up and saluted.

Lin Song smiled and asked her to sit down, and walked to Xi'er's room by himself.

Not yet inside.

I smelled the choking aroma of mugwort leaves.

Lin Song entered, as if he had arrived at Taishang

Chapter 195 of "The Strength of the Red Mansion is Like a Song" Outside the corner gate, I saw that Baochai was hitting with his hand, please wait for a while,

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