Ten-year-old Xia Ren travels through the Tang Dynasty and meets the three-year-old Princess Changle
"W-Who are you?" The little girl asked in a whimpering voice, her dark eyes full of curiosity and panic.
"Sugar... Sugar..." Xia Ren subconsciously handed it over, "Here you eat, don't cry."
Xia Ren scratched his head. He remembered that in the cartoon he watched last night, the gods could soar into the clouds. "I... I am the little prince from the Western Regions!"
Li Shimin took the sticky candy, hesitated for a moment, and actually took a bite. The moment the sweetness melted on the tip of the tongue, a crack appeared in the emperor's majestic expression.
"This thing..." Li Shimin stared at Xia Ren, "Did you really bring it?"
Xia Ren suddenly came to his senses: "Yes, it's a tribute from our Xia Kingdom! I came here on a flying carpet and accidentally fell into the garden..."
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