Wang Yue also nodded to confirm that, yes, the end of science is also metaphysics. You'd better go straight to the theme and avoid so many detours. I could only listen to another voice in the pavilion and whisper some rumors: How could I vaguely hear the death of Concubine Ning? There seemed to be something important in the middle. On that day, the screen kept rolling, and finally stopped on a number. The host looked at the number, and then said excitedly, "Who is the seventeenth?" Ren Hua looked at his number in amazement Wang Yue also nodded to confirm that, yes, the end of science is also metaphysics. You'd better go straight to the theme and avoid so many detours. I could only listen to another voice in the pavilion and whisper some rumors: how could I vaguely hear that Concubine Ning's death was not simple? It seemed that there was something important in the middle. On that day, the screen kept rolling, and finally stopped on a number. The host looked at the number, and then said excitedly: No. 17, Who is Ren Hua on the 17th? Looking at his number in amazement, Chen Qi said with a straight face that it was not about me, it was about your sister-in-law. After hearing what he said, he thought it was very straightforward. Later, nothing happened. I went back to China. Although I kept contact information with each other, I didn't contact each other very much details