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Look at that title! Just look at it!
Has anyone who transmigrated into My Fair Princess had it worse than my son?
He has to be timid and careful, afraid to do anything rash, and then that old lecherous emperor sets his sights on him!
And as if being targeted weren't enough, even if my son could wave his little handkerchief and take the lead, he just had to run into an enemy from his past life.
Damn it, my son has wasted his whole life!
I made one mistake: I actually dragged Qianlong into this mess. Sob, sob, that's too much. There's no escaping it.
My even bigger mistake was... wanting my son to fall in love with his enemy… Sob, sob, someone get a knife and kill me.
Part One: Transmigrate as Erkang
Part Two: Return as Shanbao
P.S. My son is Shanbao.
The object of affection in Part One is the old emperor.
The objects of affection in Part Two are... Yongyan... and... the old emperor.
In the end,
what a miserable life. Wasted!
This isn't exactly an anti-Qiong Yao story, because my son is afraid of dying and not capable enough to offend anyone. The old emperor is still as abnormal as ever. If that's not your thing, don't come in.
Almost forgot: readers who care about historical accuracy, stay away. For the sake of your nerves and Orange's fragile heart, stay away!!! You can point out mistakes, but please don't lay into me. Thanks!!!!
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Theme:
At the end, I'm still thinking about Mao. In front of me is Erkang 5555. Why Mao? In front of me is Erkang 55555.
Correction: I don't like him [in] and it's useless to force him → no more; it's just the [thought], you came not long ago → New Year
How can this be considered the end? There is still a lot to write about later.
…=￣ω￣=Hehehe~ Come on~
Correction: I don't know what the face is → remove it; just think about and write happy things → randomly; the imperial study room appears in front of me; don't you think this scene is familiar? →Jue; [I] still have a 'heart-to-heart' talk with me here → You; rush back as soon as you get off work [More urgent] It's impossible! →More; I wonder which article the emperor is talking about? →Which; are you going to [make such a fuss]? →What's going on? Your Majesty, [Lian], you have just recovered from a serious illness. → I pity you
It's coming to an end so soon, I thought it would still be a while
Correction: The existence of that person is like a bit of cinnabar [and] dyed in front of the eyes →; the nausea caused by seeing Fulkan [and] is covered by sweetness in an instant → removed; and [big thorn] is uncovered → big thorn
I found that Shanbao was always sick.
Fifteen, no matter how good you are, who will let you bear He Lin's shell? Just accept your fate.
Anyone who uses a computer at home, regardless of age, is a child who is not doing his or her job properly and deserves to be cast aside and criticized.
At the end, I'm still thinking about Mao. In front of me is Erkang 5555. Why Mao? In front of me is Erkang 55555.
Correction: I don't like him [in] and it's useless to force him → no more; it's just the [thought], you came not long ago → New Year
How can this be considered the end? There is still a lot to write about later.
…=￣ω￣=Hehehe~ Come on~
Correction: I don't know what the face is → remove it; just think about and write happy things → randomly; the imperial study room appears in front of me; don't you think this scene is familiar? →Jue; [I] still have a 'heart-to-heart' talk with me here → You; rush back as soon as you get off work [More urgent] It's impossible! →More; I wonder which article the emperor is talking about? →Which; are you going to [make such a fuss]? →What's going on? Your Majesty, [Lian], you have just recovered from a serious illness. → I pity you
It's coming to an end so soon, I thought it would still be a while
Correction: The existence of that person is like a bit of cinnabar [and] dyed in front of the eyes →; the nausea caused by seeing Fulkan [and] is covered by sweetness in an instant → removed; and [big thorn] is uncovered → big thorn
I found that Shanbao was always sick.
Fifteen, no matter how good you are, who will let you bear He Lin's shell? Just accept your fate.
Anyone who uses a computer at home, regardless of age, is a child who is not doing his or her job properly and deserves to be cast aside and criticized.