There is an ancient style painting hanging on the wall not far away. In the painting, the ground is covered with apricot flowers. The man in the painting looks up at the fallen flowers floating in the air, with an expression that seems to be smiling but not smiling. He looks a bit familiar, and his clean and clear eyebrows are a bit like... Like... You Xiang.
"Master Marquis, um, that little prince is here..." In the room, the other party sneered at the corner of his mouth.
You Xiang was stunned as soon as he looked at that man. He had never seen such a man before. Just one glance made people clench their eyes. He was dressed in a black shirt, which made this man look extra tall. His brows and eyes were so heroic that he seemed a bit cautious. You Xiang was panicked and his eyes were a little dodgey. At this moment, this face that was too cold to be touched by others actually... Smiled at him? "We haven't seen each other for a few days, and my little wife already misses me?"
Intention: Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty