As the saying goes, it's so funny. I've been young for ten years, but who can laugh when encountering such a thing? When it comes to this, I have to quote a small Shenyang saying. The worst thing in the world is that people die when the money is used up, and the worst thing is that people are still alive and the money is gone. Obviously the heroine belongs to the former. Has the heroine, who has always been a pleasure-oriented heroine, worn it? The six-digit savings in her card have not been used yet? There is also a house in the Imperial Capital worth up to seven figures! No matter what God does to this damn thief, you have to let me give birth to a descendant and someone to inherit it! Now my house will not be confiscated entirely, right? Of course this is not the point. The point is: Nima? Did you let me wear it without saying a word, or did you wear something that would make you a princess? To put it more harshly, is it a concubine or a concubine who does not want to be seen by the emperor? And looking at a four-legged table covered with spider webs, only three legs were left, and a chair that was still decent ended up being stepped on by a certain woman and died heroically. All right! That dead emperor, you're not going to make me feel better, are you? I won't let you have it easy. I'll mess up your harem and then use a trick to escape from the golden cicada, transform into a feigned death and slip out of the palace. There is no grass anywhere in the world. Why should you fall in love with a piece of grass unrequitedly? And the little wolfdogs outside the palace are here. (Look at how the modern beauty Celestial Master was able to seduce handsome guys in ancient times. This article is about one-on-one. The three views are that the female protagonist is so noisy that the male protagonist must find someone who can hold it!)