C295 Union

Xuanjue was seated, upon hearing what he said, the hand holding the teacup stopped at his lips, seeing Wenwanqing dressed in imperial robes, with Wanyun's hair tied up in a bun with wide sleeves, gracefully tasting the tea that he had cooked, he could not help but feel moved.

"The poems written by the Pinshu's madam are indeed good!" Xuanjue took a sip