On a slightly cold spring night, the small building is independent and the garden is full of flowers.
The sleepless breeze pushed the window paper tentatively, and the moonlight fell to the ground, laying out a veil of white frost.
In the room, a bouquet of elegant pear flowers in a jade vase was placed on the windowsill, slowly exuding a subtle fragrance that floated faintly in the air.
The ground is covered with a goose-yellow soft blanket, and you can see the beautiful garden outside the window. On the table made of fine yellow pear wood, there are all kinds of fresh fruits and fine wines, but the owner sitting in front of you seems to be in no mood. Enjoy, these things are untouched.
The noble Prince Huai sat at the pear wood table with a melancholy look on his face. His beautiful face was coated with a layer of warmth by the candlelight, and his slender eyelashes were clearly reflected. At this time, he had a frown on his face, holding his chin with one hand, and playing with gR@p3s like pinballs with the other hand, while he was thinking the most serious thought in his life.
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