Forbearing proton reception × double soul prince attack
He is the safest hostage in Nanjiang. He has been pretending to be stupid for eighteen years, and the whole world thinks he is a useless person.
He was the weakest prince in Nanjiang. He could not live to be twenty-five years old, and everyone in the court was waiting for his death.
Every year during the winter solstice, the prince would offer a glass of wine to the proton. This was their only interaction.
Until the eighteenth winter solstice, the prince knocked on Proton's door late at night.
Before the door opened, he only left three words: "North wall root."
Yan Wuxiu went and saw him. But the man standing in the snow said—
"I'm not Wen Xianyue, my name is Wen Hui. Wen Xianyue doesn't know I exist."
He handed over a piece of gold foil with two lines of words engraved on it:
"Prince Wen Xianyue of Nanjiang died at the time of the winter solstice."
And the winter solstice is tonight.
The copper coin left behind by my mother when she died eighteen years ago is burning, and there is a black moth sealed inside.
Every time the female moth flaps its wings, it points to the same thing:
The prince of Nanjiang must die.
But Yan Wuxiu discovered that Wen Qianyue only had half a heart in his heart.
The other half is in his own body.
They were two people cut apart in the same game.
A proton who pretends to be crazy, a prince with two souls in one body,
After this night, they must make a choice:
If you kill the other party, you should hand over the half of your heart.
Conception:…