"When......?"

The man on the dragon couch with sunken cheeks and a sad face slowly opened his eyes, his lips chapped and his voice dry.

The huge Taiyong Hall is empty, and the slanting sun shines through the window, shining on the smooth floor tiles, reflecting the golden splendor as in the past. Ambergris swirls around, gently diffusing the medicinal smell and meat in the room......

Chapter 174 of "The Eunuch Pet Zangjiao" One hundred and seventy-four is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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