Heavenly Tang Brocad

During the twelfth year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, winter.,Fang Xuanling puffed out his cheeks and glared, wishing he could kill this scoundrel on the spot!,Mentioning this matter, Fang Jun's chest felt tight: "Mother, Father listens to you the most. You tell him to speak to the Emperor, can we not arrange this marriage"。