On a rainy night, I picked up a handsome man in ancient costume who was seriously injured.
The first thing he said when he woke up was: "Girl, where is this?"
Me: ... Hospital.
He pointed to the electric light: "Why does this thing glow?"
Me: ... This is called electricity.
He said that he was the regent and was plotted to fall off a cliff.
I said okay, you should recuperate first, and then leave as soon as you are ready.
Result——
He's healed and won't leave.
"I want to repay my kindness."
"No, really no need."
"I have decided to marry you."
Later, he wrote a few words and the calligraphy circle exploded.
When I went out to buy groceries, I was surrounded by passers-by asking for photos.
The illustrations I drew late at night were not as valuable as his random handwriting.
Later, the enemy pursued him to the present day.
He protected me behind him, his eyes as cold as knives:
"Move her, try."
I thought he was just a down-and-out ancient man.
Until one day, he knelt down on one knee:
"I traveled through a thousand years just to marry you."
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# # # Dies again today #But I love him
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Click to read: 108 ways the ancient prince died in society in modern times, and how he pampered me to heaven.
