Heavenly Tang Brocad

At the age of sixty, Fang Xuanling, wearing his official robes, stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He looked up at the snow-covered roof and wore a face full of worry.,Mother Lu was chattering away, using her chopsticks to constantly shovel food into Fang Jun's bowl, as if she were going to feed him directly.,Speaking of which, killing the emperor's daughter doesn't seem to have a good ending either…。