Bai Shenwan, the flower of Gaoling, did not hesitate to sneak into the palace with the help of scumbag Gu Fengche to avenge her father's murder! So damn good, that scumbag with broken sleeves and an invisible harem of three thousand beauties really got him!
Gu Fengche: Ah Wan, I was drugged by you!
Bai Shenwan: What medicine?
Gu Fengche: I fell in love with you.
Gu Fengche: Ah Wan, I have been poisoned by you!
Bai Shenwan: What kind of poison?
Gu Fengche: I fell under your lovesickness spell.
Bai Shenwan:......
Theater one
"Young Master Bai is poisoned by a strange poison, and I'm afraid that the King of Hell will take notice of him. If you really want to save him, you have to make a deal with Yama with half your life. Are you willing, Your Highness?"
Gu Fengche's eyes were slightly red and his voice was hoarse: Thank you Lord Yama for me, and you can still give me half my life to be with him.
Theater 2
Gu Fengche: Ah Wan, if I only have half a lifetime to live, will you be willing to grow old with me?
Bai Shenwan: Your Highness's three thousand beauties take turns to accompany you. Half a lifetime has passed. How can I, Bai, get my turn?
Gu Fengche smiled bitterly: Ah Wan...
Theater three
"Mr. Bai, do you know what His Highness has done to save you?"
Bai Shenwan: What did he do?
"If His Highness hadn't allowed me to tell you, hey... I could fill a room full of what he did for you."
Bai Shenwan:...
"Anyway... Be nice to him, please."
Theater Four
"Your Highness, don't forget the blood feud and take back the country."
Bai Shenwan: I know I can't forget the revenge of killing my father, but I let him steal my heart.
He held the jade dragon in his hand and stood on the dusty battlefield, surrounded by city walls. He was determined to avenge his eternal revenge.
"Ah Wan. I don't want to be a traitor, but I don't want to be your enemy." It was a particularly serious topic, but the man spoke in an understatement with a smile in his eyes.
"I don't want to either, but it has to be like this..." His fingertips were slightly cold, and the sword fell to the ground. It was the sound of a broken heart.
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