C329 At Last

However, she immediately suppressed this thought. The Ninth Prince was so brilliant, how could he not understand poetry?

In Li Qingzhao's heart, Shen Mu Qing was perfect and flawless.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed. The imperial garden was bustling with noise and excitement, and all sorts of precious fruits were being distributed throughout the palace.

At noon