I dressed up as the vicious cannon fodder in the ancient Chinese novel who was crazy about love and died miserably in the whole family.
The original owner had been crazy about the prince all his life, so he was given poisonous wine and died without any bones left.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the poisonous wine in front of me, and the civil and military officials in the court were waiting to see my miserable end.
I immediately spread my hands and said in Henan dialect, "Zhong! I'm not in love anymore! Whoever loves this tattered love wants it!"
From now on, I will not lick the prince, do not harm the heroine, and concentrate on saving my life and dying.
Unexpectedly, Shen Che, the aloof, ascetic and powerful official in Sichuan, would focus on me, a crazy cannon fodder.
He was usually as cold as ice, but he only whispered indulgence to me: "Don't make trouble, I'm here."
All the members are pretentious and old-fashioned, but I am down-to-earth and act crazy, and forcefully live my life as the only happy dark horse in the court!
