The priest once said that with nine stars in a row and a divine dragon appearing in the clouds, the emperor's son was destined to have an extraordinary life.
Is it fate? Or a robbery?
The tenderness and tenderness of the country are no match for the cinnabar between your brows.
Strange country
He is not an emperor, and she has never knelt down, so how can it be difficult to break the relationship.
"Hey! Childhood sweethearts won't betray each other, right?"
"Well, probably."
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, can you remove your dragon feet from the desk?" Ye Suyi carefully leaned into the ear of the owner of the pair of jade feet.
"Huh?"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this, this is someone else's home court." Ye Suyi secretly glanced at the professor who was still talking about positive calculus. Well, she really didn't understand it.
Accompanied by a crisp sound of an object breaking, a piece of chalk came in front of me, "Huangfu Jun, don't go too far..."