"Nuwa, Nuwa, you are the human emperor in vain, you actually have sex with your own disciple, are you disgusted?" "Hahaha, so what, who knows? Those mortals will only envy Yang Jian and I for our deep love. Who will care about you being an abandoned son?"
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"Little Daji, don't cry. It's okay. As long as you like it, it doesn't matter if I fall in love with you.
"This is the ruthless King Zhou of Shang.
""Why... Why? I've done so much for you, but I can't compare to such a bombshell? Tell me, ah..." The man's black hair turned white overnight, but he couldn't keep the woman who was floating in the wind. This was the Confucian and cold Jiang Ziya.
"Xiaohu, don't leave. As long as you are happy, yes, as long as you are happy... I can work together as a wife..." The man did not shed tears easily, but he was not sad yet. This is the cold and taciturn Tezuka Kunimitsu.
He said, "Jiulandaji, I am willing to give up my pure-blood dignity, as long as you give me a position. Please... You! "This is what the distinguished Jiulanshu said.
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But, what's the use? She is going to leave, and no one can keep her.
But she seems to be staying, staying... Staying... But who treats her sincerely? No...
This article is a fast-travel novel, and the heroine is Daji. It may subvert history, so I hope you don't mind. I hope you can support me... Thank you!