Fu Yuce

One sentence copy: The story of a group of careless men and a group of women with great fighting ability, fighting each other and fighting monsters on their way to seize power. ***** Serious copywriting: The elegant young master who lives far away in southern Xinjiang has traveled thousands of miles to enter this prosperous place with his mysterious attendants, where he deals with conspiracies and intrigues. The country's national power is growing day by day, but the prince is weak and incompetent, but all the brothers are like dragons and tigers, staring at the throne behind the prince with eagerness. To submit or to fight back? Being submissive, humble, wise, mean, and cold-faced are just the masks that emperors and princes display in front of others. And a pale hand lurked in the shadows, peeling off their disguises bit by bit. **** Copywriting for Little People Version 1: Look at his cowardly look! King Yu looked at his steward with disgust, but he didn't know that his steward was also silently slandering him in his heart. Zhang Sui smiled flatteringly: "It is said that a servant is like a master. My brother follows Prince Ling, so naturally there are more Princes Xiaoling. The villain has been following His Highness since he was a child. Of course, just like there are more Princes." "Well, Zhang Sui, you are very sharp-tongued." King Yu tried to kick him again, but Zhang Sui hurriedly stretched out his right cheek, which made his skin itch. King Yu said in a long tone with evil intentions: "Then I will send you to Prince Ling's Mansion for a good training." "The villain cannot live without his master for a day. The master is his living parents, his spiritual food, and his sun. If he doesn't see his master for one day, he will suffer from lack of love. If he doesn't see his master for two days, he will dry up without water and food. If he doesn't see his master for three days, he will freeze to death due to lack of warmth. Master!" Even a man with a skin as thick as a city wall like King Yu couldn't stand Zhang Sui's exaggerated howling. He rubbed the goosebumps all over his body and said in disgust: "It's so pretentious." "The villain's words come from the bottom of his heart." Zhang Sui continued to break his heart, "There are strict rules in Prince Ling's Mansion. I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death within two days of leaving. Your Highness, if you miss the villain, you can only burn a note of paper money for the villain during the Qingming Festival." King Yu had no expression on his face: "Go and report to King Ling tomorrow. There is no need to come back." Zhang Sui immediately wiped away the two tears he had squeezed out, smiled and let go of his hands, stood up, his eyes shining brightly under the candlelight. Copywriting for Little People Version 2: Zhang Sui gestured and took a step away from her. She looked like a delicate jade-faced fox, but she didn't expect to be a strong woman. If you want to ask what Zhang Sui fears most in his life, it is not his family's King Yu, nor his brother's family's King Ling, but a strong female warrior who is full of muscles, can beat a man like peeling a carrot, and can pick up a man with ease.