Heavenly Tang Brocad

The young man seemed to realize that threatening him with death was ineffective. He couldn't help but grimace, pleading desperately: “Otherwise… could you please tell the Emperor Don’t make it Gao Yang, how about we choose a different one”,The delicately prepared small dishes on the table couldn't entice his appetite at all. He felt like a huge stone was pressing down on his chest, so suffocating...,Mother Lu was chattering away, using her chopsticks to constantly shovel food into Fang Jun's bowl, as if she were going to feed him directly.。