If I had known that the prime minister liked wild people, I wouldn't have pretended to be good during this time.
Ji Chuan became prime minister at the age of fifteen, but he is still only in his mid-twenties.
"*Don't even eat it."
The prime minister opened the food box marked with Wen Rujin's residence. There were some small and exquisite snacks inside. He mocked them, but immediately slapped them in the face and reached out to take one to eat.
It's not very sweet, only half the sugar content of the snacks given by the emperor.
The manager in charge put on a smiling face like that of Maitreya Buddha, looking at the worry while complaining, while eating the snacks that Wen Rujin brought over, silently complaining in his heart
Mr. Xiang, if you say this, I'm afraid you're not even as good as *
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
