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"What?" This time, Prince Chung's face really turned green.

Every autumn when the flowers blossomed, his wife would send someone to invite him to view them. In these past few years, he had often drawn out pictures of the chrysanthemums, drank wine and recited poems to them, and had even displayed them in front of his comrades and subordinates ?

Yang Zixuan was so angry that his eyes turned red