Heavenly Tang Brocad

At the very first hour of dawn, the vast city of Chang'an seemed like an ancient behemoth slumbering in the darkness.,At this moment, a young maid of twelve or thirteen years old ran over and "thud" knelt before Fang Xuanling. Her knees sank instantly into the inch-thick snow.,Just wear it then. Even if I lose out on the bright future that comes with being the youngest department head in the province, it's not like it's the end of the world. Who knows when something like this, crossing over time, might happen。