Xianyang, the eldest son's mansion!

That day was a hurried farewell, and it has been more than 20 days.

Qingqiu sat in a pavilion, watching the fish jump up in the water and smell the fragrance of flowers wafting by, but she was a little absent-minded.

Holding a robe and black clothes in his hand, he sewed it for his own hands, which took a long time, and every stitch and thread in it was poured into his own efforts, and now, it is almost time to put the finishing touches on it!

Qingqiu passed through a needle and a thread, and suddenly, the long legs kicked twice aimlessly, as if to vent the dissatisfaction in his heart!

Chapter 232 of "The Wind Rises in Great Qin: My Father Qin Shi Huang" is obviously hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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