Dressed as Cao Qinmo, and bound to the Wenyi brand "oil bottle"?
Concubine Hua wants me to be a swordsman, the queen is waiting for me to join the game, and the emperor thinks I have too many thoughts.
It's so funny, I can recite this script with my eyes closed.
Tapioca flour? Huanyixiang? A blood test?
Sorry, I'm here to spoil the story, and I'm here to rewrite it.
In this life, I don't ask for overwhelming favor, but I ask for—
My daughter, must see the spring outside the palace walls.
And the most noble men in the world will eventually discover that the quietest chess piece in their chess game is already the chess player.
