The wind and rain on the river gradually stopped, and everyone in the south of the Yangtze River was in danger.

Whether it is the Jiangnan Provincial Government or the Ning'an Mansion, between hesitation, Jiang Ziliu and Yan Chaoling are as muddy as a dream. No matter what kind of winds and waves they have seen, they have the despair that the building is about to collapse and their lives are not guaranteed.

The wine is still the same ancient Yue old rice wine, but when the wine reaches the mouth, it is difficult to swallow.

Cheng Qianli said worriedly, this time he was afraid that he would not die, but also die.

Yan Chaoling pushed the wine bowl in front of him violently, and said with tears in his eyes, the dragon returns to heaven and earth, but there is nothing we can do. Although the Son of Heaven is dim, he is still the co-master of the world after all. Now, I am only afraid of the Prince's Palace......

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