I hesitated: "The old man keeps chanting in my ears all day long, there is nothing I can do!"

The fox looked suspicious and asked again: "What is a zebra?"

I:"..."

So we lay on the table and used a brush to draw a zebra. The candlelight softly hit the side of his face, reflecting the handsome outline of the young man.

Then he asked me: "The Wen family can become prime ministers if they join the court, and they can become empress if they join the palace. Do you want to join the palace?"
Chapter completed!