"I already knew you were a girl, Xiao Xia, why did you bother to hide it from me? You're so cute."
"I didn't hide it from you, but you came to hide it from me? Yan Yunrong, you didn't tell me that you were born a girl? Do you still blame me?"
Yan Yunrong, the king of Dayan, ascended the throne at a young age. In order to protect the world and not be a victim of government affairs, she disguised herself as a man and succeeded him as king.
In order to realize the ambition of the late king, to become a king with real power, and to protect the people she wants to protect, she would rather mediate and fight with those who hinder her in the center of the storm.
Xiao Xia, Li Guolai's hostage, grew up in the cold palace. Since childhood, her mother, Concubine Nan, asked her to disguise herself as a man. When she was twenty, she was forced to be sent to Li Guolai as a hostage.
As a Buddhist, I just want to spend my life as a hostage peacefully, try my best to reduce my sense of existence, do not look for trouble, and do not make trouble. Unexpectedly, I still cannot escape the fate of being a hostage.
One desperately wants to keep thousands of fireworks in the world, and the other desperately wants to be one of thousands of fireworks in the world.
There is civil strife in Li, and the veteran minister begs Xiao Xia to ascend the throne and become king to stabilize the situation.
Yan Yunrong said: "I will send troops to you. Now, do what you want to do!"
Xiao Xia: "I will be back, Yan Yunrong, you should be your master of Dayan here and don't rush in."
Xiao Xia did not ascend the throne, and when he returned to Dayan, Yan Yunrong was in danger of being forced into the palace.
"Yan Yunrong, you are not very lucky."
"It's pretty good. I got to meet you before I died."
"You like me?"
"I feel like you quite like me too."
"Yan Yunrong, you are so narcissistic."
"Can I take good care of myself without being narcissistic and then seduce you?"
"Then resign!"
"Okay! I want a recliner. I'll sleep on the chair and you sleep on me."
"Are you sick? Is the bed not good?"
"That's even better."
Yan Yunrong saved the day and became the most powerful king in the history of Yanjun. However, there was one thing that kept her awake at night - she had to hand over her credentials to Xiao Xia and wait for the date.
As a result, Yan Yunrong simply quit, and after training a successor, he "died".
Little did they know, Xiao Xia had been waiting for her on the recliner for a long time.
Yan Yunrong rushed forward, took a deep breath, and said with satisfaction: "The taste of freedom."
Xiao Xia touched the back of Yan Yunrong's head and thought, he lived in a haze for the first twenty years, and then he was under surveillance in Dayan. He would have to be in Yan Yunrong's sight for the rest of his life. He didn't feel particularly free.
Forget it! Fine! It's like sleeping with an extra Abebe at night.
Intention: Go ahead