[The face control is tied up! Is Bai Qie's black military advisor plotting against me?First person light strategy]
I, Lin An, am a powerful official in the court and love talents? Love the face even more! But these talented people are so shameless? You rejected me three times and still called me arrogant and domineering?
--OK! I will no longer serve you! Who do you fancy? Just tie him up!
In the large tent of Chu Di, I stared at the cold military advisor:
Me (throwing the letter of surrender): "Wei Yi, have you rejected me three times? It doesn't matter! Help me become emperor and all the old grudges will be eliminated!"
Wei Yi, who was planning to instigate me to rebel and revive his homeland: "???" (Wait... Proclaiming emperor should be my line?!)
Me (smiling evilly): "You're enough to take care of people and food, do you want to join me?"
On the imperial throne in the capital, I heard that the little emperor exploded:
Wan Qiyi (throwing the memorial): "Lin An! I asked you to suppress the rebellion, but you will become the emperor yourself?! Are you feeding the dog because of your petty infatuation?!"
[Loyalty, filial piety, white cutting, black military advisor × Xiaohou Ye, the ancestor of beauty control]
At the beginning of a robbery, who would have thought that an ancestor would be kidnapped? He helped me ascend the throne, but there was blood in his eyes...
(Fake history! Don't do any research! Stable updates, quick code and read!)
Purpose: Reposting the story of Bai Fushuai
