It's raining.

The light rain in March was dripping, and countless sorrows seemed to permeate the cool heart of Master Yan.

He had shut himself up in the room in the courtyard of the study for two days, and he didn't even see Li Huazhi.

The land and water roads outside the city are still not passable, and the letters of Chashanchang...

Chapter 307 of "The Tea Concubine's Tea Spring Space" Spending money to go to the unhappiness and not returning is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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