"What do you want? Or the case is difficult, and I need to speak to my father to delay the deadline?" Li Chaoge still had a faint smile on his face, and he looked at Ning Chang'an with his eyes fixed on him.

A natural reasoning was said that day that I could go to Juyong Palace if I had difficulties. Now Ning Chang'an has no word on the progress of the case and has given a pill that can revive the dead. The intention is obvious.

"It's easy to talk after taking the pill!"

After replying to the eldest prince, Ning Chang'an's eyes moved away from "Autumn Picture of Residence in the Mountains".

There is no problem with Cheng Kun’s paintings that the eldest prince gave him.

Look around.

The spacious room presents a simple, generous and simple decorative style without any luxurious and expensive objects.

The tables and chairs of rosewood are old and not as good as those of my brother and sister-in-law now in the capital mansion.

Calligraphy fonts are hung on the north wall of the hall.

It has no signature, not a famous master's magic, but its strokes are hard and there is a slap in the battlefield.

The ground is a long table with the same rosewood, which is for a big sword. The sword tip is four inches wide and five feet long, which is more than one foot or one inch longer than Ning Chang'an. It is an unrestrained heavy sword. The sword tip is stained with blood, so there should be a story. The other side of the heavy sword is provided with cloud sea patterns to protect the mood.
Chapter completed!