In the original world, he found a high-paying job right after graduating from college. As the saying goes, he was very proud of himself, with a bright future and unlimited money...
Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he was thrown into this ancient world where chickens did not poop and birds did not lay eggs, which had never appeared in his cognition.
Oh, my god! This damn place practices Sanjiu in the winter and Sanfu in the summer, and it also comes with a bunch of stinky old men who scold him every day for not living up to expectations!
Hongguoguo's hell!
What to do?
What else can be done! There is no negotiation about leaving! Who cares about you, the Minister of Household Affairs, the Third Prince! Please step aside for me! Don't block my way home!
On the surface, he is the dignified third prince, handsome and suave, charming and unparalleled in the world.
He has no disadvantages in love, wandering from one pair of arms to another. But when you see new people smile, you don't hear old people cry. The passionate Liuli heart was trampled to pieces, and she smiled as always.
Secretly, he is the master of the Killer Pavilion, clearing all obstacles to the throne for his father and brother. It is truly the right to lie on the knees of a beautiful woman when drunk, and to kill people when awake.
It was just a casual helping hand that made him want to tease this cute little thing in front of him.
The two of them stumbled, hurt, regretted and hated...
Looking back suddenly, I realized that the prerequisite for holding hands and relying on each other was to compromise and give up, and the two sides were fulfilled...