Pang Tong turned around and looked directly at Gongsun Ce, who was standing in the supervisory position.
At a glance, it seems like dozens of autumns have passed.
Who knocked on his door late at night to diagnose his pulse and apply medicine, who was too weak to hold the folding fan and dagger, who frowned at the spicy wine, who offered his body to lure him to continue to be loyal to the court.
He said, I hope you will stay with me one day.
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A spin-off of Young Bao Qingtian San, CP Pang Ce, closely follows the original plot, and has real evidence of imagination. I will try my best to find stills and draw a cover for it another day.
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