"Your Majesty, do you want to sign or not?" Her smile was as weird as a fox's. With a stroke of his pen and a contract, they became a fake couple.
"You lost from the beginning because you were afraid." In the Prime Minister's Palace, her smile was so cold that no one could get close to her. The prime minister collapsed on the ground, eyes wide with fear.
"Sure enough, love and everything else are fake, only money is everything." She smiled calmly. Did she really find her direction, or did she lose herself?
"Listen, I'm going to make the biggest bet in this life. I'm betting all my future happiness on you." Under the moonlight, she smiled innocently. She had never lost a bet before, so what was the result this time?
A little naughty, a little serious, let's see a generation of gambling gods dominate the ancient times.
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