The heir of a national treasure pharmacist and part-time head of the 139th generation of the Witch God, can he still be whipped, starved, and shamed by a group of ancient people?
Able!
He knows sign language, understands Braille, can tell jokes and sing songs, can be salty, sweet or gentle, but can he still be thrown into the cold palace, drowned in a pond, or thrown into the battlefield to carry a spear?
Able!
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A certain concubine hugged the prince's thigh tightly.
"My lord, do you think I'm pitiful?"
"Play, keep playing, I can't see you anyway!"
A certain concubine pointed her finger in the distance: "My lord, look at how handsome the King of Zhenbei is!"
The prince looked over and said, "Princess, see clearly, that face is even worse than my toes!"
A certain concubine blinked, "My lord, aren't you blind?"
The prince grabbed a certain concubine and resisted: "Blow out the lamp and pull out the wax to see who is blind!"
The ending is a mess...
Ending [vomit]