Wen Renguang knew that he was an egg, and he was an egg that would definitely become the true dragon emperor.
After being warmed in the dragon egg for three hundred years, the eggshell finally cracked and Wen Renguang came out dragging his wet and soft tail.
"Ah!" The little tail was so itchy that he sneezed. He covered his little tail and said fiercely to Manchao Wenwu who was waiting to deliver him: "What are you looking at? Bring me my dragon tail robe!"
The entire Tianshun Dynasty was boiling.
Looking forward to the stars and the moon, they finally have the descendants of the dragon! Happy celebration!
Wen Renguang rolled his eyes in disgust and sat on the throne with an expressionless expression, holding his little tail.
*
With the dragon eggs, the Tianshun Dynasty finally no longer has to be bullied by foreigners.
Facing the neighboring countries whose troops were pressing down on the border and watching eagerly, the Prime Minister said with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty, the moment of Tianshun's comeback has finally come."
The evil dragon doll on the throne snorted, and the Prime Minister became ambitious.
He just didn't expect it, why was this "comeback" different from what he thought?
The Prime Minister looked at the complicated equation drawing in his hand and was a little confused.
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Later, it turned out that Wen Renguang was indeed the real "descendant of the dragon" and led the Tianshun Dynasty to create a glorious and great history.
But unfortunately, this "descendant of the dragon" is just a little difficult to maintain.
Well, just a little bit.
——The historian who was pointed at by Wen Renguang cried and cried.
Precautions for consumption:
1. It is a story about a little evil dragon carrying a book from heaven to build infrastructure in ancient times;
2. The age in the egg does not count; the baby dragon looks three and a half years old after birth;
3. Cp to be determined
Purpose: Happiness must be achieved through one's own efforts