The little boss of a group of mentally retarded people in the deep mountains and forests was packed up and taken away one day! Hey! What do you want to do by taking away my young master? What? Be an emperor? Be good! The world smashed a huge piece of pie! ······· Um, I don't know etiquette; I don't understand poetry and books: martial arts… barely… Respecting teachers? Serious and studious? Music, chess, calligraphy and painting? Emperor's policy to govern the country? Mr. Chu said that he was just a dead man in the mountains and old forests, and he couldn't do any of these things! The emperor's brother had no choice but to find the most handsome man in the dynasty to be the emperor's tutor. The handsome man had outstanding temperament, as if he was a banished immortal. He was rich in knowledge and talented... However, these legs... Mr.'S legs, well, they are not disabled, not disabled, not disabled! Mr. Chu expressed that he was very calm. What should he be afraid of if his legs are weak? Being good-looking is the truth! As the Crown Prince of Dajing, he can just sit down. Whatever you want can be done by him as a student! What if I want you? Ah? Ah? Ah? ······· The gentle and black-faced immortal attacks VS the dandy Bingshan Master suffers Uh,,,,,,
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