He let go of his hand just because he said "I can't live in this world", but he was tortured day and night by those three years of lovesickness;
When we meet again on the battlefield three years later, will we fight each other indifferently, or will we fight each other step by step?
How did that innocent boy who had never been involved in the chaos of the world grow into a young king full of calculations?
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Finally,
There is a pond of lotus under the sky and moon,
Whose lifelong lovesickness will be wasted?
He looked at the man in front of him who was more beautiful than three years ago and smiled lightly. His starry eyes were still as gentle as before, and he walked towards him step by step.
"Axiao, what I want is never from this world."
"What I want is your heart."
He felt unprecedented panic.
That was really... Even more terrifying than the despair of the siege and bloody fighting of three hundred thousand troops.
[Let's see how the little white "sheep" with a face as clear as spring water (are you sure?) Captured the idiot "Zhucao" who was eaten into the belly and still had a guilty look on his face~~~The success of this article has been decided]