Heavenly Tang Brocad

Flames from torches and lanterns flickered in the courtyard, reflecting off the snow, revealing the youth's face clearly.,Lu angrily slapped her son and said, "What kind of talk is that What do you mean your father listens to me the most...",Mr. Lu advised his son earnestly, but no matter how you looked at him, he resembled a proud rooster, looking vigorous and lively.。