In the world of Nian Xia Gong, "Love is obtained, it is years of careful craftsmanship, it is possession, it is a smashed masterpiece, it is the innermost part of a woman, it is everything without resistance." "Even if my love is a little cruel to people like him, but so what, only what is firmly held in the palm of my hand is love." "Whether a body of sharp bones is sharpened into a sword without an edge, you think. Is it time? It's just his love and my wish." The emperor's uncle complained about WTF? What the hell. It feels like this world is so vast and scary. Everyone loves a nest. Yandere love, I choose death. I am the one who attacks. I raised a wolf cub. Yun Yan caressed Yun Heng with his warm jade-like hand, and there was incomprehensible madness in his eyes. "Yun Heng, although we have the same father and mother, I know you. You have only strived for the first place since you were a child. If you say you don't want this throne, I won't believe it."