Only then did the emperor open his eyes, he hummed, nodded, and moved his gaze to Ning Yan.

"Yes, he looks quite handsome, that poem named Chunxiao, you wrote it?" The emperor said in a flat tone.

As if nothing was worth mentioning in his eyes.

"It's the grass people!" Ning Yan's tone was respectful......

"My son-in-law is too fierce" Chapter 74 is writing poetry again is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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