If my heart is like an ancient well, then Ni Cong is a passing cloud, accidentally imprinted on my heart. But the tenth brother was clearly a flapping frog, causing chaos in this stagnant water. I wanted to turn him into a sparrow, flying freely in Guangyu, but why did I turn him into a toad, shining brightly high, but always lonely.
——This is a side story of Prince Hyohui
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