Heavenly Tang Brocad

At the age of sixty, Fang Xuanling, wearing his official robes, stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He looked up at the snow-covered roof and wore a face full of worry.,The young man stiffened his neck and glared defiantly: "If you want me to marry Gao Yang, I'll die in front of you!",In each of the four corners of the grand hall were several braziers, their fires burning brightly, warming the room like spring.。