I Am Not a King in My Past Life

"I am a businessman, a person who loves money. At the same time, I am also a businessman who loves both money and beauty. Speaking of beauty, I think there is no man who does not love beauty. If he is, then he is not a human being. I believe that there are all kinds of people, so the world is ever-changing. Ah? You ask me what kind of person I am? Please find out what kind of person you are before you ask me, Of course, I can also tell you that I am a businessman who loves both money and beauty. I know that some people say that I am not a human being, but I want to know if the person who says that I am not a human being is a human being, because I am a human being, but I really don't know if the person who says that I am not a human being is a human being. What? I also know that he is not a human being." By Zhao Feijun Prosperity is like the capital, and wealth is like the Zhao family. Zhao Feijun, the second son of Zhao Hairu, the "richest man in the capital", is known as "Second Master Zhao". He is quite charming and charming. He enjoys singing and dancing every night, buys soft jade as souvenirs every day, and has many beauties. He was dragged into the dark and obscure harem of the imperial court by the willful prince, and was also dragged into the endless martial arts world by the well-known leader of the demon sect. His elder brother Zhao Zixi fell in love and refused to recognize him. The rich Zhao family originally had an inseparable relationship with the imperial court. The past is like smoke. He, Zhao Feijun, has never been a gentleman. The precarious situation took a turn for the worse, the deep court and the turbulent rivers and lakes were turbulent. When the peach blossoms in the garden were in full bloom, he was waiting for him. ——You gave me a promise with your rare oath, and I will give you a peach blossom with my worthless life. As the saying goes: You are not a king in the past, and you are a worldly person in one step. The world is full of love, and you can't escape. Entering the web of love, cutting off the threads of love, cutting constantly, the reason will remain chaotic. He promised to beg him to stay, and he promised to return his peach blossoms to him. Perhaps, this is, holding his son's hand, and growing old together with him. The agreement between life and death is broad, and it is said by Zicheng.