In the third year of the reign of peace in Yonghui, the Desert Water Alliance was shattered, and war broke out in the northern border again.
General Ming Yuan of Rongguang followed his father in the Northern Expedition and was victorious. On his way back, he met Prince Jin Sheng Falcon, the emperor's younger brother with a foreign bloodline. He was leaning on the chariot with drunken phoenix eyes. In the eyes of the world, he was an absurd prince who only knew the beauty of romance.
"The young general's sword," he picked up the jade fan lightly, "it would be better to exchange it for the plum branch in this king's palace. It is so beautiful at the moment that it matches you."
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The man in power on the throne looked at the two people with a smile on his face. The two sang and harmonized, making the pedantic old minister blow his beard and stare with anger.
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"The kite flies to the violent sky, why don't it rest in the palm of my king's hand?" Sheng Falcon raised his eyebrows and laughed, and stretched out his right hand with the palm facing up.
"Okay." Ming Yuan curled her lips slightly, with a smile on her face and eyes dancing in the air.
Sheng Falcon was stunned, and stretched out his other hand to rub Ming Yuan into his arms.
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Dark-bellied, arrogant, fake and dissolute, true and innocent, beautiful as a flower prince
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