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.,"Woooo...Master, it's all my fault. I didn't watch over the second young master... Woooo...",Even if you really don't want to accept this honor, you dare not say it out loud, so you can only think about it in your heart...。