On the wedding night, the disabled prince gritted his teeth and wanted to be tortured.
Lin Shuang, who came to marry him as a substitute, grabbed him by the corner of his clothes, and his hand was so strong that he almost staggered: "Don't go and die. Do you want the list of the Dog Emperor's illegitimate children?"
Bind to the "future database", she can empty the vault from a distance and retrieve deadly gossip in one second.
Going into exile tomorrow? She emptied the Treasury of the Ministry of Finance overnight and plastered the city walls with testimonies of adultery by powerful officials.
On the way to exile, Lin Shuang gnawed on cold steamed buns, and the intelligence system under his hands kept going. With just a few words, he provoked the pursuers to kill each other with red eyes.
The crippled man next to him stared at the blood on the ground, the armrests of his wheelchair creaked loudly, and his voice was hoarse: "What exactly do you want?"
Lin Shuang patted the crumbs of the steamed buns on her hands and squinted at him: "I want you to be the emperor and me to be the supreme emperor, is that possible?"
