Dressed as an abandoned concubine in the cold palace, I am bound to the [Empress of All Realms Live Broadcasting System].
The audience rewarded me with potato gunpowder, and I changed the ancient infrastructure.
The scumbag emperor wants me to marry him? I backhanded him the border breaking news.
Everyone in the world laughed at my wishful thinking, until my cavalry broke through the palace gate.
The world-famous murderer prince begged me with red eyes in front of everyone: "Baby, please sit on the throne. Can I... Be a queen?"
#Thanks for the invitation. I am in a dragon chair and have just connected to the Internet. What should I do if my husband is a love brain? #
Intention: We may not come from there, but we can go to a better place. "