Copywriting: A secret fight at the peak of power, the priest closest to God, the neat attack of the prince and the ruthlessness of the gods.
It's not just a power struggle, it's also a luxurious and exquisite Chinese classical high-class life~~~
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"So Leng Chen smiled and said: "You might as well put yourself on the line. If you lose, it will be mine from now on. Whatever I want you to do, you have to do it for me without any hesitation, okay? "
Leng Zheng took a sip of the newly added hot tea and said, "What does this mean? I'm usually like this. Have I ever shied away from the things you asked me to do? Didn't I do a good job for you? "
Leng Chen looked at Leng Zheng. His face was a little pale due to the constant cold, and his lips also showed an indescribable, anemic crimson color. And on that delicate yet fragile face, Leng Zheng's dark eyes, so dark that the pupils couldn't be seen, were staring deeply at him.
Leng Chen's heart tightened inexplicably. He couldn't explain what it felt like, but he had an impulse to hug Leng Zheng..."
This article is purely historical fiction, please do not take it personally.