"Hey, hey! Ha!" In the garden of Dingbei Palace, a young man with a rather thin body was shaking his fist. His posture is not pleasing to the eye. If you say he is practicing martial arts, it would be better to say that he is suffering from convulsions.
"Pfft——"
Not far away, several servants covered their mouths and laughed secretly, with contempt in their eyes.
Who doesn't know that this prince, who used to be an extremely famous prince, is now just a silly boy with just a title?
This young man is Xiao Chengyu.
He is tall and thin, with a pretty face, but his eyes are sometimes drowsy, and sometimes there is a flash of cleverness that is not easy to detect.
