Double strength + Machiavellianism + Sense of destiny + Double male protagonists + Coldness and Suffering + he
[Warlord attacks] × [National division accepts]
1. Winter, twenty-three years of the Republic of China.
A cup of cold tea was pushed in front of the warlord.
Lighting the tea cup with a folding fan, Wen Shu smiled and asked: "Which waterway does the munitions go through?"
Chen Qiuqing gathered the blanket for him, and his fingertips brushed against the ice: "Fireworks crossing, at three o'clock."
2. "The warlord has good eyesight."
Wen Shu's voice was cold
"I remember even the details of a broken hairpin so clearly. I can't bear the thought."
Chen Qiu's slender fingers picked up the new white jade hairpin and gently turned it between his fingers.
