In that year, Zhao Jiayu and Xiuqin had not yet met Li Yunlong. She was so graceful and beautiful that she was the most beautiful girl in the ten miles and eight towns.
The night when Chen caught up with the time travel, it was a bright moon in the sky and insects were humming. Xiu Qin walked out of the Hexi pond with wet hair and bare feet, filling the lush summer with the feeling of spring.
Looking up at the leaking cracks in the shed roof, lying on the back of the embroidered duck or mandarin duck, Chen Qianchao couldn't help but pinch the edge of the kang, secretly feeling fierce in his heart!
Sorry Li Yunlong...
Go to hell Kazuki Yamamoto!
In the world of Liangjian, from now on Xiuqin, I, Chen Qianchao, will pamper me, and I, Chen Qianchao, will protect Zhao Jiayu and the three-acre land in northwest Shanxi!
Serious reminder: This is not a book that teaches people to cultivate immortality. Please be rational and superstitious!
