The servants scurried back and forth, bustling about preparing dinner. In contrast to the activity downstairs, the third floor was relatively quiet.,"My little prince, your uncle Di Xin has long kicked the bucket. After his death, people called him King Shang Zhou. The wine pools and forests of plum trees have long been filled in. This toilet, no matter how beautiful it looks, is still a chamber pot, catching only feces and urine!",She puckered her lips, tossed around on the big bed, propping herself up with her hands above and hooking her feet behind. Her little, slender, jade-smooth feet swayed carelessly.。
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