April is just right.

Large pieces of roses in Zhubi Hall are blooming brightly.

But Luo sat in the corridor.

Chen Xinyan slowly walked in with his white robe and big sleeves. Seeing his wife's expression, he couldn't help but bent the corners of his mouth.

Fangfei stood far away with tactfulness and said nothing.

"What is the lady thinking? I'm so immersed?" Chen Xinyan's gentle voice rang in Luo's ears.

Luo was startled and stood up quickly. He gave him a look first before letting him go into the room to change his clothes, and then ordered him to serve hot tea. Then he sighed and told her husband: "Weiwei should celebrate her birthday."

Chen Xinyan stretched out his hand holding the tea bowl and took it back: "I remember what happened on the third day of next month?"

"It's not big or small, it's not the whole birthday. There are old people at home, so I don't plan to celebrate it for her." Luo sighed, "But today, the second house sent a message, they are going to come back that day to celebrate Weiwei..."

Chen Xinyan's eyes flashed with cold light, he pondered for a moment, and said, "Such as they are. My father is still there, so why will they make a fuss again? Don't worry. On that day, I won't go out."

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...

For Qin Wen, the endorsement of just 200 words is really meaningless.

But the errands in Jixian Palace are not the same.

The compilation of the big book was divided into several pieces according to the period, including Xia, Shang, Zhou, Spring, Autumn, Warring States, Qin and Han Dynasties, Three Kingdoms, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, Sui and Tang Dynasties. In the wars of all dynasties, many materials have been scattered and nowhere to be found; what can be found is precious.
Chapter completed!