Wait until seven dumplings belly lie back to bed Song Qingcheng just a little sleepy.

The next day, Yu Tingchuan, the whole city of Song Dynasty, will call her, and the result will not be heard until it gets dark. Looking at the sunset outside the balcony, she remembered what the car heard last night. Climbing the imperial mausoleum is not always after dark. Song Qingcheng didn’t eat dumplings for…

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