The next morning, the emperor was having breakfast in the palace, and Gao Chen was holding a feather fan and fanning it slowly, intending to fan away a little stuffiness.

The porridge on the table reflected the emperor's not too happy look, the emperor took a clip of vegetables, loosened the chopsticks, put them back on the bowl, and said, "Forget it, let's leave,...

Chapter 132 of "Tang Mengfeng Xiao" The coral in the palm is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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