"Ah, I came to bring some clothes to my brother." Lan Shanyu looked into the little red bird's bright eyes and had to explain.
"The Imperial Master is your brother?" Elliot opened his mouth slightly, and a doubt that he had forgotten before suddenly emerged. Look at the nine pearls on the Imperial Master's head, which were supported by twisted silver, and then look at the nine sapphires on Lan Shanyu's head. Except for the color, the two crowns are almost identical.
Suddenly I had a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
"The wind is cold near the door. Your Highness, please come and sit down." The Imperial Master regained his composure and called Elliot to come over.
Winter had come, and the Taizhen Palace was no longer as empty as it was in summer. A high wooden screen had been used to separate a warm room. Underfoot was a wooden platform covered with a warm wool blanket, and the cushions used for sitting had also been replaced with soft cushions. A charcoal fire was burning brightly in a person-high incense burner.
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