No matter how strong the wind and snow in Yancheng is, it can't blow into Guiyun Pavilion deep in Zhenbei Palace.
He wields the power of life and death outside the country, kills officials who enrich themselves, and retreats from the powerful barbarians outside the customs;
After returning home, he could only let that delicate boy sit on his lap. While he disliked his roughness, he felt at ease and asked for the ultimate pampering.
Everyone thought that the king of Zhenbei had a docile and harmless canary.
Little did he know that inside the heavy red gauze tent, the man who was always fierce had his eyes red. He pinched her slender waist with his big rough hands and begged in a dumb voice:
"My dear, have you finished dancing? It's time for my brother to take care of you...
The plots and undercurrents in the court were all blocked by the heavy door by that black figure.
Shadows were playing in front of the mirror, and there were deep meanings behind the curtains. Others said that this harem in the palace was ridiculous and excessive, but he was only afraid that the sweet child in his arms would be wronged in the slightest.
"Brother, I don't like to abide by these rules. "
"Then if you don't keep it, you can make trouble. "
Write some sweet articles about loving your wife on a daily basis, not a Machiavellian/house fighting article. Feel free to write, don't be too logical.
