。。。。。。。。。。。。。 Zhao Mingruo wore an apricot yellow silk brocade buckle placket on his upper body, and a wisp of gold and a hundred butterflies wearing a floral peach cloud satin skirt underneath, and the hairpins on his sideburns were small but exquisite, with a delicate appearance and extraordinary bearing.

The shopkeeper's glance knew that it was worth a lot of money, and the group in front of him was at least from an uncle's house, and only the daughter of the eldest lady raised by the big family would have such a bearing.

He hurriedly smiled and came up to entertain warmly,

Chapter 71 of "The Secret of Spring Boudoir": No matter what is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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