Heavenly Tang Brocad

A scantily clad young boy sat on the roof, holding a flask of liquor in his hand and taking sips from time to time, sighing heavily.,Mentioning this matter, Fang Jun's chest felt tight: "Mother, Father listens to you the most. You tell him to speak to the Emperor, can we not arrange this marriage",Speaking of which, killing the emperor's daughter doesn't seem to have a good ending either…。