A second-rate rich kid travels through an imaginary dynasty.
Royal palace, palace, rivers and lakes, farming...
Actually, I don't know what type of article this is.
"What's your name?"
He hurriedly bent over and stepped back, lowered his head and replied: "Back to your lord, my surname is Huang Dan, which means Shang."
"Huang... Shang?" The man murmured.
"Yes." Huang Shang's heart was turbulent, fearing that something might happen to Prince Jun again.
"This name is not good and needs to be changed."
"..." The corner of his mouth trembled, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"How is Huang Pian?" Pian, as graceful as a startled dragon. I glanced at his body, but he was very thin.
Huang Pian... Then should my English name be Aiwei? !
Although he was thinking this in his heart, Huang Shang had to say respectfully: "Huang Shang, oh no, Huang Pian thanked the prince..."