Lin Xiaoman never expected that the toilet in his old house in the Republic of China would actually be a time-travel bug.
She had diarrhea in the middle of the night and fell into it. When she looked up again, she was sitting on the edge of the white marble lattice of the prince's house, holding the imperial edict of passing the throne in her hand.
The cold-faced King Jing Xiao Jamel said: "The demon girl emerged from Gu's clean room, what do you want to do?"
Lin Xiaoman held up the wet Hello Kitty pajamas and shivered: "Well... Your Majesty, can you borrow a tissue? I haven't finished wiping it."
In order to save his life, Lin Xiaoman started a cross-border purchasing career.
Lack of paper in ancient times? Send! Is the prince constipated? Pass!
Toilet paper has become skin-softening paper, stomach-building and digestion tablets have become overseas elixirs, and spicy five-mao strips have been regarded as tribute treasures.
She lived her life like a rich woman by emptying garbage into the toilet.
Until that day, the prince was falsely accused of treason, the toilet was shaken with cracks, and his heartbreaking roar came from the other end:
"Xiaoman! Save the toilet——"
Lin Xiaoman: "Sure! My express delivery fee is very expensive!"
