"I am the Ghost King, the little emperor."
"I can't do much to be the Queen of Yan, but you, little emperor, are you willing to be my Ghost Queen?"
"Little Emperor, ghosts cannot leave portraits."
"Don't look, close your eyes, little emperor."
"Master, don't you have a heart?"
The fake national master and the real ghost king fell into the trap of the fake little emperor and the real little bastard.
People and ghosts have different paths, so we have to go to hell together.
This short story ends with twelve chapters, and there are two additional chapters. It won't be a trap, but it will be slower.
Cp: Yue Qi x Song Yu
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meat substituted with scene
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