As always, zize had a table with some important palace ministers and Xiao Ming's north, and I had a table with those concubines.

there are still plenty of seats to drink.

for me, every year, the people at the banquet are constantly changing. Once the queen, later Xiao Mingfeng, also raised their glasses in these toasting banquets, but now they can only keep company with the cold walls and tiles.

seeing him rise from Zhulou, seeing his banquet guests, seeing his building collapse

"what is the princess thinking? Try this?" One side of Kang Fei took a chopstick of chicken slices with bamboo shoots to my bowl.

I was so...