The seventh prince, Zhao Changning, was sent to the northern border by an imperial decree from his father at the age of fifteen, where he stayed for ten years. Everyone thought he was a useless prince just waiting to die at the border. But no one knows that he is already one of the few great innate masters in the world. Now a marriage decree calls him back to Beijing, but his fiancée is the orphan of his mentor. The prince regarded him as a thorn in his side, the prime minister used him as a pawn, and the civil and military officials in the court were waiting to see the joke. Zhao Changning smiled. ——Bian Guan spent ten years sharpening his sword and came back just to seek justice.
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Framing Zhongliang deserves what he deserves. The sky's gray eyes are sparse and sparse, and the retribution must be repaid.
Framing Zhongliang deserves what he deserves. The sky's gray eyes are sparse and sparse, and the retribution must be repaid.