"Turning the snow, look, is that Pei Shusheng on the Lantern Festival?"

The peach forest on the outskirts of the city is so luxuriant, in addition to the snow in the season, there are also many people in the forest who drink and write poems in twos and threes.

Song Qinghui saw the familiar figure, not far from them.

A group of young people dressed as scholars sat around, drinking and writing poems,......

"Eunuch Pet Zangjiao" Chapter 50 Fifty, Pei Huan is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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