Duan Qiqi, number seventy-seven of the royal guard, is twenty-three this year, male, unmarried, quiet, and a responsible young man who loves his work. Recently, I encountered a young master from the Ye family. Duan Sansan: Duan Qiqi, what's the matter with you? You can't take your wife to work! Duan Qiqi: (worried) He, he is not—Ye Xiaoluo, the third young master of the Ye family, 21 this year, very rich by visual inspection, always angry, unmarried, and full of secrets. Ye Xiaoluo: If you robbed my candied haws, you will be responsible for me! Duan Qiqi:? ? ? ? Ha? The matter of the Demon Cult caused two people who should not have met to meet. Living high in the temple, far away from the rivers and lakes, you and I are both in the mountains and rivers. You come down and I come on stage to perform a heroic drama together. Among the brocade clothes and jade pendants, gold nuggets and beads, and the blinding eyes, who can know my true heart on the high platform.
The clever and honest secret guard attack × the actor's cold-blooded wit