A scantily clad young boy sat on the roof, holding a flask of liquor in his hand and taking sips from time to time, sighing heavily.,Thinking this way, Lu's heart grew even more anxious. Tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her face.,To be able to wear the clothes of the Tang Dynasty would not be bad, experiencing the feeling of having all under heaven submit and the country being prosperous with a proud populace.。