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Xu Lang crossed his legs and lay happily on the Taishi chair. There was a stool beside him and he made a cup of tea. He looked very bourgeois, not to mention how happy he was. People were coming and going in the mansion, and the fifth princess directed the servants to hang up red lanterns and clean the ashes on the candlestick and incense table to welcome the new year. Xu Lang glanced at her, feeling a little comfortable. Hey. This girl is not married yet, but she wants to be the hostess so soon? However, on second thought, this might as well be the case. As soon as Zhu Di's imperial edict arrived, I immediately embraced the beauty. Later. . . She plowed the fields while I weaved; she went to the temple and I warmed the bed. Haha..."Boss, here's your bill"