The arrogant and domineering Mingyan young master is attacked by a tyrant externally and a loyal dog father internally.
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Lando Nichols was of noble birth, talented, bright, squeamish and proud.
There's no one who doesn't love Lando.
The young master has few worries in his life.
——Except Arlo, the valet assigned to him by his father.
I neither know how to say nice things nor know how to please him. I look dead-faced every day, silent, submissive, boring and boring.
The young master is almost bored to death.
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On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, royal guards broke into the manor and forcibly took away Lando's parents on charges of treason.
His parents were arrested, his family was in ruins, his estate was confiscated, and he was homeless.
The servants all took their money and ran away, and their former "friends" made trouble one after another, and they all deserted their relatives.
On the contrary, Arlo, who had always endured his bossy orders, took him to escape to the border star.
Huangxing's life was miserable, and the young master was spoiled and spoiled. He had never suffered so much in the past eighteen years combined.
Thinking of the carefree life in the past, Lando was very sad. He sat on the bed and put his foot on Arlo's chest.
"I knew you brought me here to suffer on purpose. You are such a wolf-hearted guy. I was so kind to you in vain!"
There was a wet footprint on the front of his chest, and Aluo's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't seen it.
Kneeling on one knee in front of Lando, he held the young master's ankle, wiped his feet with a cloth, and replied calmly: "... Well, yes, I am the young master's dog."
Lando: "...?"
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In the year 478 of the star calendar, the rebels entered the capital of the empire.
It is rumored that the deceased crown prince of the former dynasty, Lorenzo Venturini, came back from the dead after many years, transformed into the leader of the rebels, and bloodbathed the capital star.
The new king ascended the throne, the palace was dyed red with blood, his head rolled on the floor, everyone in the capital was silent, Lorenzo's name could stop children from crying at night.
He is a complete tyrant.
However, the tyrant himself was locked out of his palace that night.
The servants and guards trembled, worried that they knew too much and would not see the sun the next day.
Lorenzo did not feel dissatisfied and knocked on the door. As usual, he bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
"... I was wrong, Master, let me enter the house."
The young man's angry voice came from the door.
"Who is your young master? Who dares to be His Majesty the Emperor's young master?... Lorenzo Venturini, how dare you lie to me!"
Lorenzo touched the tip of his nose that was almost caught by the door frame. Regardless of people's frightened eyes, he whispered to the crack of the door:
"... Woof."
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A father-in-law is a master, a childhood sweetheart is raised by a master and a servant, two first loves, a brainless sweet text to change the brain
Intention: Self-reliance, self-confidence and self-reliance
