The little emperor who came from time-travel died and was forced to death by the general he raised.
The general finally took off his hat as a sycophant and became the emperor himself.
But the painting style suddenly felt a little strange.
Am I not dead? Why do we have to go through the plot again!
Go away, go away. I hate white-eyed wolves.
What are you doing! You're so brave, aren't you? If you have something to say, say it carefully and don't blink!
Then, the general, who had started his new life earlier than the little emperor, steadily started the skill of forcing himself into the palace for the second time and recommending himself to the pillow...
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