Master Yutian, younger Mingyang Mingyang, bowed slightly, with a little respect in her voice. Only she could have such treatment, because the emperor respected her, so that the concubines in the harem would salute her when they saw her Mingyang Mingyang, the younger generation of Yutian, bowed slightly, with a slight touch of respect in his voice. Only she could have such a treatment, because the emperor respected her, so that the concubines in the harem would salute her when they saw her. Time passed quickly. When people were still talking about the suddenly emerging country, it seemed that it was only overnight, A city was built between the Northern Qi Dynasty and the Southern Qing Dynasty. At this time, it was more than three o'clock in the morning, but Ye Zewen did not have a rest. He still had a lot of things to deal with. Qin Hao, the housekeeper beside him, was staring at Fu Yichun's movements at the moment. When he wanted to spit out the nuts, he reached out his hand to catch them details