The impoverished mountain king Lin Yan kidnapped Xie Hengyu, the prince of Ruyang from the capital.
Lin Yan, who fantasized about gaining both wealth and wealth, never expected that Xie Xiaoshizi had nothing but skin, but his money bag was cleaner than his face.
"Let's have a fight. If I win, let me go." Xie Hengyu took it calmly.
"It's not impossible to let you go, it's just what you did... How did you do it?" Lin Yan smiled playfully.
Xie Hengyu: "..."
Later - the rising sun above the Chongyuan Hall broke through the mist in the sky, and Xie Hengyu's figure disappeared at the end of the white marble steps. Lin Yan knew that he had let Xie Hengyu go after all.
He has been in poverty all year round, he just wants to make a living, his life experience is a mystery, he is in a house with bells and cauldrons, he is a glorious prince, and he is infatuated at the end of his life.
The author's desire to live: HE! HE! HE! Important things must be said three times.
Intention: spring trees and dusk clouds, he is the direction of the heart.
