[The copy needs to be refined, with CP, the core message remains unchanged, 2025.10.11]
Li Fuyao traveled through time.
The first words I heard when I opened my eyes were: "This kid Bao'er is really pitiful."
Li Fuyao:? ? ?
Say it again, what is my name?
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Fortunately, in a twist of events, Li Fuyao also has a chat group system. As long as he completes the specified tasks, he can randomly invite a wise king or two famous ministers to the group every year.
Group name: Mutual aid group for patients with late-stage feudal scum cancer
Mission content: Quotations from Neptune, Quotations from Scumbag, Quotations from Feudal Remainers, Quotations from Iron Straight, Quotations from Long Aotian, Quotations from King Oil... She must maintain quality and quantity and insist on outputting at least 100 pieces per year. The more output, the higher the quality of the group members.
It hurts Tianle but not happiness. Hesitating for a second longer is disrespectful to oneself; Li Fuyao has been studying hard day and night since he was a baby, and vowed to engrave all the quotes into his DNA.
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Normally, when a child speaks for the first time, he usually calls "Aniang".
But according to official history: Emperor Anle opened his mouth for the first time, and the word he blurted out was "girl."
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Group chat level: Princess Anle of Tang Dynasty
At the palace banquet, the drunken Wu Chongxun's cheeks were slightly red. He smiled suavely at Li Fuyao and said ambiguously: "I have always heard that Princess Shu is unparalleled in beauty. She really deserves her reputation."
Li Fuyao covered her nose and said disgustedly: "You are so coquettish. No woman in Fangzhou would want someone like you who doesn't abide by male ethics and is a sleazy person."
Wu Chongxun: "..."
Liu Che in the group added fuel to the fire: [Add another sentence! Let's just say that no man would want it if he was a big man!
Li Fuyao:.
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Group chat level: Princess Anle of the Tang Dynasty
In the princess's house, Wu Yanxiu knocked on Li Fuyao's door on a spring rainy night. The gauze clothes were hung loosely on her shoulders, and the soft waves in her eyes were broken: "Princess, I'm so cold..."
Li Fuyao was full of pity and said with concern: "Then why are you running out? Hurry back and drink more hot water!"
Lu Xun in the group suggested straightforwardly: [If it is still very cold, you can also light a fire for him.
Li Fuyao:.
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Many years later.
Facing the officials who were kneeling on the ground, Li Fuyao raised his forehead and smiled bitterly, shaking his head: "It's true, gentlemen. How can I, smelling like blood, sit on a clean dragon chair?"
Official: "."
I'm making concessions and concessions. Saint, can you restrain yourself today?
Intention: A kind word can warm you in three winters, but a bad word can hurt you in six months.
