On the long street that day, Lan Zhizhi looked like a dandy, with a wicked smile on his lips, waving his folding fan lightly, and asked in a voice: "Does the Young Master have a sweetheart?"
Xuan Shen was dressed in Taoist robes, holding a long sword in his hand. He was extremely beautiful, and said without changing his expression: "The Taoist destroys the heart."
Since you know that he will destroy your heart, why bother to steal his heart.
One is a romantic prince, and the other is the son of a general who was sent away from home at an early age.
Although the friendship is deep, how can we cross it?
An accident caused many misunderstandings between the two. Their love was cut off with one sword, and they were separated from each other. One became the emperor, while the other retired into seclusion.
When we met again, the retired man had a wife and daughter, but the emperor was still a lonely king.
In the past three years, those who returned to Taoism no longer lost their minds, and the romantic emperor had an empty harem.
Goodbye should also be forgotten.
But the sudden disappearance of his wife and daughter made everything no longer peaceful.
Originally they swore never to see each other again, but Xuan Shen went all the way to the capital to find Lan Zhi's important person...
After a tragedy and joy, the truth was finally revealed, Lan Zhi said with a smile: "So you have been a cheap husband and dad to others."