"What kind of fragrant flowers, this prince has never seen it!"

After the third prince finished speaking, he closed the door, and Shen Jian stood outside the door, his eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he was thinking about something.

Guogong Mansion.

The cuckoo carried a new tribute, some silk from the Western Regions, made into a shirt, light and transparent.

Wang Miaoyan's slender jade hand caressed the satin, revealing a touch of depth in her eyes, and then revealing a gentle smile.

"Madam, look at the best in the capital

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