She Dotes on and Flirts with Her: the Prince Is My Subordinate

[Group portrait + plot flow + all the main characters are wise + the male and female protagonists lose their horses + substitute marriage + micro fantasy] After the destruction of his homeland, Nie Xiaoman settled in the capital with his family. ＊Epic disclaimer: This article is purely fictitious, and any similarities are purely fictitious; this article is fictitious and does not have any historical prototypes; the three views of the characters in this article do not represent the author's three views; please do not over-substitute, the novel is only fiction, not real life. ——This is the dividing line—— When I first met you, you were fourteen years old, and your peach blossoms were in full bloom. The petals are burning and falling one after another. The spring breeze always smiles, but the peach blossoms are not as good as before. I just sigh that I am young and don't know how long the years are. As I look up and down, old things keep coming back one after another. Recently, the days and nights have been long, and I have been dreaming frequently. It's just that this person has passed away, and I dare not forget it. The setting sun is nowhere to be found, and the meandering water does not flow. The world has been settled and people's livelihood is peaceful. Your Majesty will live in the temple, while I will travel around the world. The past has gone with the wind, leaving nothing behind. However, the clarity is unclear, the first thoughts cannot return, the cold dew does not condense, and the joy is uneven. Fortunately, Xiaoman was full and Zijian Danggui was born. Recently, the spring has been peaceful and the scenery has been bright, and the water in the south of the Yangtze River is good. I have returned to my hometown, unlike everyone else. ! ! Thunderbolt warning: The literature is balanced, be, and the emotional line is thin. I want to write that all members are highly intelligent but I don't know how to grasp it, so the IQ gap is not obvious. It is slow to warm up.