C466 Burnt the Portrait

There was a flower hall in the Shangshu House of the Etiquette Department. It was in the middle of the garden and there was a faint fragrance of flowers coming from all four directions. It was also a pavilion, and it looked very elegant and clean.

Walking slowly, Mrs. Su, who passed by the flower hall, saw her husband painting in the flower hall. She could not help but go in and take a look