Heavenly Tang Brocad

Fáng Xuánlíng's face was grim. Although he was also worried about his second son, the commotion in the house this morning had been quite disruptive and unbecoming.,In each of the four corners of the grand hall were several braziers, their fires burning brightly, warming the room like spring.,Although he was depressed as hell, Fang Jun still felt warm in his heart.。