When Yongzheng transformed into the famous dandy in the Red Mansion and became Jia She, the real master of Rongguo Mansion who was looked down upon by his eccentric mother in every possible way, what would he do to save the increasingly declining family? The following is the official copy written by A Yue, the disciple of Sui Yue Shang who has been providing copy for me. It is quite worthy of his teacher's tenacious elegance. I am very happy with it~~~ The world is crazy, disrupting many marriages and entanglements, fighting and iron horses, and dreaming of glaciers. Who is obsessed with, who laughs, and wins. Who lost, who lost, the world is in chaos, the mortal tent is warm, people's hearts are confused, who they love, who they hate, who they gain, who they lose, forget it, it's just a dream of an emperor for a thousand years, it's just a book of Red Mansions with a bad fate, it pitiful and amazing the world. He was born to be a king, with thousands of powers, great rivers and mountains, the proud son of heaven, and the world's affairs were at his disposal. He, the aristocrat is at the end of his life, his power and kindness have fallen by the wayside, so he simply turns the dreams of heroes past and present upside down in the rouge and gouache, and asks for the true love. However, if you are born as a king and do not change your arrogance, you will face thousands of monsters and evils and all kinds of dangers. The king is king, and the royal road will not change for thousands of years.
Reader comments
Ah, in this part, the elder brother Kiri calls his younger brother Maru So by his first name. It reminds me of the two swordsmen and Genji who rode together in Soga Monogatari. Then he cut the black mustache and said all the birth nicknames of the character played by Ai Meimaru, but he didn't call him Kneemaru hahahahahaha.
The two knights of Daoyin Genji in battle are really cute!
Extra 02 was updated after a long time
Wwww, so urgent, so urgent, so urgent
Love is very complicated, but falling in love with gods is actually simple... I actually want to say a lot, but I don't know where to start, so here it is~
Finally finished watching it, no extras woo woo woo
I still want to read Woo Woo Woo, please, it's well written, I really want to read the follow-up! (Kneel down heavily)
Bring it on! ! ! ! Here I go again! ! !
I don't want to have a heroine, no CP, right (●°u°●)??"
Please update ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Come on(? ??_??)?
Damn it, why is the chapter locked! Angry
Dog hooks are okay hahahaha, it's a bit rude, but I think you're right
Bungou Stray Dogs! Have you seen it before? You can also be a tutor?
The type of writing I like seems weird. . . |||, Because I like to read romance novels. When I was in college, I would skip meals on weekends and just lie in bed and read all day. I probably read all the books by celebrities (romance novels) at that time. However, everyone read Aunt Qiong's book, but I didn't read it. I only read the relatively classic "Autumn Song". Then I like to read the writings of authors like Xu Zhimo, San Mao, and Zhang Ailing who are unruly and casual, and I also like the writings of Lu Xun, Mark Twain, and O. Henry, who are stubborn and upright uncles. So every time I go to borrow a book, the aunt in the library (the nickname we give this rigorous teacher) will look at me with strange eyes, and she seems to have noticed this person's weirdness. . . |||
Some people say that women who read romance novels will always go to two extremes. One is that they think the male protagonist is handsome and then become a nymphomaniac looking for him everywhere; the other is that they think the male protagonist in the novel does not exist and lose interest in boys. I think I'm the second type.
No matter what kind of plot I read in the novel, I will be fully engaged while reading it and quickly withdraw after reading it.
Not a word left, not a word spoken. The magnificent events in the novel turned into a fleeting cloud in a blink of an eye. Then it slowly passed away with the flowing water.
I once thought that I was a woman who loved vigorous drama, the heart-wrenching love of the male and female protagonists, and the persistence of abandoning everything after falling in love. I naturally liked it. But I also know that's untrue.
I don't know why I read this novel. I just saw that many people recommended it, so I read it.
We will meet 8,263,563 people in our lifetime, will greet 39,778 people, and will be familiar with 3,619 people. I will get close to two hundred and seventy-five people, but in the end, I will be lost in the sea of people. There is never forever in life, only separation.
But I always believe that we will meet again, those who are deeply in love with us. Everyone has an eternity in their heart, but they don't know where eternity is.
There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together?
There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together?
Why the silence? Are you speechless, are your words unreflective, or are you holding on to tears and unable to speak? When a fragment in the world is looking for the other, it may make a noise, call, or issue a missing person notice, but when it finds another fragment, it becomes silent. A complete individual does not need gorgeous words to praise or mathematical analysis to study logic, because it is complete in itself, and no more can be added or left over. It is a saturated state of satisfaction.
There are too many regrets in life, and you may not be able to pursue perfection, but believing in your own beliefs and cherishing what you have is the most satisfying life.
Nowadays, too many thoughts have accumulated and I no longer have the strength to bear and wait, so I finally put pen to paper. The so-called warmth I know is a kind of love that flows slowly, fresh and simple.
I'm covering my face, it's my first time to write a long review, maybe it's not very good, so I'll just make do with it~~= =|||Trypos will be investigated~~
Ah, in this part, the elder brother Kiri calls his younger brother Maru So by his first name. It reminds me of the two swordsmen and Genji who rode together in Soga Monogatari. Then he cut the black mustache and said all the birth nicknames of the character played by Ai Meimaru, but he didn't call him Kneemaru hahahahahaha. The two knights of Daoyin Genji in battle are really cute!
Extra 02 was updated after a long time
Wwww, so urgent, so urgent, so urgent
Love is very complicated, but falling in love with gods is actually simple... I actually want to say a lot, but I don't know where to start, so here it is~
Finally finished watching it, no extras woo woo woo
I still want to read Woo Woo Woo, please, it's well written, I really want to read the follow-up! (Kneel down heavily)
Bring it on! ! ! ! Here I go again! ! !
I don't want to have a heroine, no CP, right (●°u°●)??"
Please update ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Come on(? ??_??)?
Damn it, why is the chapter locked! Angry
Dog hooks are okay hahahaha, it's a bit rude, but I think you're right
Bungou Stray Dogs! Have you seen it before? You can also be a tutor?
The type of writing I like seems weird. . . |||, Because I like to read romance novels. When I was in college, I would skip meals on weekends and just lie in bed and read all day. I probably read all the books by celebrities (romance novels) at that time. However, everyone read Aunt Qiong's book, but I didn't read it. I only read the relatively classic "Autumn Song". Then I like to read the writings of authors like Xu Zhimo, San Mao, and Zhang Ailing who are unruly and casual, and I also like the writings of Lu Xun, Mark Twain, and O. Henry, who are stubborn and upright uncles. So every time I go to borrow a book, the aunt in the library (the nickname we give this rigorous teacher) will look at me with strange eyes, and she seems to have noticed this person's weirdness. . . ||| Some people say that women who read romance novels will always go to two extremes. One is that they think the male protagonist is handsome and then become a nymphomaniac looking for him everywhere; the other is that they think the male protagonist in the novel does not exist and lose interest in boys. I think I'm the second type. No matter what kind of plot I read in the novel, I will be fully engaged while reading it and quickly withdraw after reading it. Not a word left, not a word spoken. The magnificent events in the novel turned into a fleeting cloud in a blink of an eye. Then it slowly passed away with the flowing water. I once thought that I was a woman who loved vigorous drama, the heart-wrenching love of the male and female protagonists, and the persistence of abandoning everything after falling in love. I naturally liked it. But I also know that's untrue. I don't know why I read this novel. I just saw that many people recommended it, so I read it. We will meet 8,263,563 people in our lifetime, will greet 39,778 people, and will be familiar with 3,619 people. I will get close to two hundred and seventy-five people, but in the end, I will be lost in the sea of people. There is never forever in life, only separation. But I always believe that we will meet again, those who are deeply in love with us. Everyone has an eternity in their heart, but they don't know where eternity is. There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together? There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together? Why the silence? Are you speechless, are your words unreflective, or are you holding on to tears and unable to speak? When a fragment in the world is looking for the other, it may make a noise, call, or issue a missing person notice, but when it finds another fragment, it becomes silent. A complete individual does not need gorgeous words to praise or mathematical analysis to study logic, because it is complete in itself, and no more can be added or left over. It is a saturated state of satisfaction. There are too many regrets in life, and you may not be able to pursue perfection, but believing in your own beliefs and cherishing what you have is the most satisfying life. Nowadays, too many thoughts have accumulated and I no longer have the strength to bear and wait, so I finally put pen to paper. The so-called warmth I know is a kind of love that flows slowly, fresh and simple. I'm covering my face, it's my first time to write a long review, maybe it's not very good, so I'll just make do with it~~= =|||Trypos will be investigated~~