I have been a prince since I was born, and I have been loved infinitely. Then one day, I met him, who has been known as a child prodigy since he was a child. I fell in love with him and decided to accept him as my imperial disciple. . .
I have been my childhood sweetheart for several years, and all kinds of teasing, making things difficult, and ambiguities made me feel that I fell in love with him, but he is a man. . .
Finally one day, I came to the throne. He united with the masses and ministers and urged me to recruit more people into the harem every morning. But for some reason, the more he talked about it, the angrier I became. Then one day, while he was not paying attention, he ate him up and wiped him clean. . .
When I paid a private visit incognito (actually I took him to Jiangnan to play with me), an assassination made me know his life experience, his unspeakable difficulties, and his unknown secrets. In the end, he was sorry for me, or I was sorry for him. . .
He knows astronomy from above, geography from below, knows the art of war at his fingertips, has unparalleled martial arts skills, and looks like Pan An. Yes, I have always loved these things about him.