"If I can keep you by my side, it's okay to abandon this king and half of my country." The stars were shining brightly, and on the roof of the Purple Palace in the Demon City, a certain man looked at the woman in his arms affectionately.
"Haha, if you stop pretending to be artistic, I already have half of the world in my hands. What's more, with my talent, I can help you win more than a dozen kingdoms. So, if you get me, you will be equivalent to saving twenty years of struggle." A certain woman turned over disdainfully and continued to sleep in a certain man's arms.
"Yes, yes, what Ranran said is that I should spend less time fighting for my husband these twenty years and love Ranran well."
"What about twenty years from now? Are you going to abandon your useless wife and prepare to find a new love?" A certain woman's tone gradually became colder.
"No way? Twenty years from now, we will be happy together and share the happiness of a family." A certain man drooled mischievously and looked at a certain woman with a smile.
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