"Blessed by God, the scenery here is not as good as that of the thatched pavilion on the hill, but I love this place the most. Do you know why?" The sister said as if she was asking herself a question, "Because I can rely on my father not to care. I don't need to."

If you report or request, you can come here and see from a distance how your father and husband are working hard to conquer the world. Others can't do it, not even Empress Wu and Empress Pan."

"——This is the place where I can most clearly feel that the official family is our father. But right here, I don't know how many times I have realized that I will never be able to sit upright in that pavilion. If I can't, you

No, not even Yiyou. I'm afraid dad will never know, I only realized this idea because of dad. But so what?"

"Are there not many things in this world that are destined to happen? Are there not many things that are difficult to reconcile without reconciliation? I have personally heard people use secret thoughts to speculate about our aunts and sisters, saying that Zhao's noble daughter enjoys everything.

The glory and wealth, Jingkang's affairs are not worthy of sympathy... But this is a fact, God bless, the person who said this was a porter who was resting in a teahouse. His mother and sister were dedicated to the Jin Dynasty by Emperor Yuan Sheng back then, and their lives and deaths are still unknown...

I’m afraid I have a narrow escape from death. So what can I say?!”

"God bless you," the all-powerful, elegant and elegant sister said helplessly, "you have to live your life no matter what, you have to let yourself go."

There is no way to destroy suffering, no wisdom, no gain, so there is no gain. In the end, Shenyou really does not know whether he has let go of himself, but he has become more and more free in the Buddhist embroidery paintings.

The soldiers and horses under the father's dragon banner traveled across the great rivers and mountains. It took more than ten years to restore the foundation of the Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty. The era of Changping has come. Shenyou is a princess, she has no choice but to mobilize troops and travel around the mountains and rivers like an ordinary scholar.

She had no choice but to read the scrolls. She copied the murals on the Xiangguo Temple that had amazed her on paper intact. The painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival was borrowed from her father for several years. When it was returned, it turned out to be two paintings. It was just a new one.

There are many missing bridges, but there are more mule carts on duty carrying flags and meals, people cheering at the Hanfang Garden Cuju Field, idlers waving lottery tickets, and small countries of all shapes and sizes coming to visit.

The prince-in-law didn't know much about painting. He just looked at her and looked at her as if she was working hard. After a few words of persuasion, he just let her go. His father, who everyone said was talented and elegant, was not as good as the ministers beside him.

She was a little more excited. Maybe she really let herself go. When she picked up the pen to sign the note, she didn't dodge in her father's eyes for the first time. She smiled at her sister who was grinding the ink for her while writing -
Chapter completed!