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Green Mountain

Time flies quickly; may you enjoy a cup of drink. I know not the height of the green mountain, nor the depth of the earth. Only watching as the seasons change, that it took people's lives.

The Speaking Pork Trotter · ตะวันออก
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212 Chs

64, Hongyi Lane

The embroidery building's second floor had a total of twenty-one elegant booths, draped with white gossamer curtains cascading like waterfalls from the ceiling, surrounded by vases of freshly picked flowers, giving off an otherworldly aura.

However, the curtains of the other booths had been successively removed by the maids, only those of the Princely Heir's three booths remained veiled.

The Princely Heir, Bai Li, Chen Ji, Liang Gou'er, and Liang Mao'er were in one booth; She Dengke, Liu Quxing, and other Jianghu figures occupied the next two.

Liang Gou'er didn't mind; even though the curtains were not removed, maids continuously brought in food and drinks. Annoyed by the small wine cups of Qingyin Small Class, he simply switched to a bowl instead.

The Princely Heir rolled up his sleeves, sitting blankly within the veiled space, at the desk, holding his pen and racking his brains to write even a single line of poetry, to no avail.