[Funny] + [Time Travel] + [Farming] + [Plot] + [Datang]
Thank you for the invitation. I am in the Tang Dynasty. I have just been beaten and still owe fifty sticks to my butt.
As a landlord who owns three buildings, He Qiang never dreamed that he would become his wife.
He was the cuckold king who had a marriage contract with Princess Gaoyang, but was finally betrayed into a grassland, and his whole family followed him into misfortune.
The moment he finished looking through his memories, He Qiang only wanted to say two words: break off the engagement.
How to withdraw?
Waiting online, quite urgent.
In order to break off the engagement, he started a textbook level of self-destruction: smashing Kangfang, scolding Changsun Chong in the street, squatting in front of Zhao Guogong's house and breaking people's legs.
A set of operations went smoothly, and I felt that the divorce was just around the corner.
As a result, I was disturbed by my father's smooth little combo.
There is no way, plan A fails, plan B starts.
Self-defilement with violence is not enough, but what about self-defilement with the smell of copper?
The royal family must be embarrassed when the son of a dignified prime minister runs away to do business, right?
So...
