Can I Have a Drink?

The third prince Zong Luo and Beining King Yu Beizhou fought for their whole lives. Tit for tat, water and fire are incompatible, it can be said to be a fight to the death. It's a pity that things went counterproductive. After the imperial edict came, Zong Luo laughed three times, his black hair was scattered, he closed his eyes deeply, and killed himself neatly under the city gate. When he opened his eyes again, he was reborn. After his rebirth, Zong Luo and Yu Beizhou fought together again. The enemy's face was beautiful, flamboyant and wanton. Only when he saw him, the bottomless eyes showed a little light. "Senior brother," Yu Beizhou held his sword in both hands, touched his eyebrows affectionately, and sighed in a low voice, "We meet again." That night, Zong Luo had a dream. He dreamed that after his death, the man sewed up his uncarried body and placed it in an ice coffin for nine years. Yu Beizhou got everything Zong Luo didn't want: glory, wealth, world dominance, and eternity. But no one knew that after going to court every day, the tyrant dismissed the palace people and walked into the cold bedroom alone. "Senior brother, it's been nine years." It's still so cold and I can't keep myself warm. "I hate you so much." He hugged the body and muttered to himself. - Hate is the strongest love. [The publishing name of the book has the same name as Jinjiang~] Intention: Ao cannot be long, desire cannot be followed, ambition cannot be fulfilled, happiness cannot be extreme