[Fake gentle and real eunuch vs. Real ruthless fake businessman]
There is a new emperor ascending the throne inside, and all forces are eyeing him; outside there is chaos in Beidi, and the general is dead and the border is unsafe.
There is a big drama going on every day in the capital city. After you sing, we will appear on the stage. Every scene is different.
As the instigator of these big dramas - Pei Duling, the admiral of the West Factory, he never tires of it and has a great time playing it. Sometimes he will transform into a person in the drama and disrupt the established chess game.
However, he couldn't believe that on this road destined to be difficult and lonely, there would be such a person to save him from this cage.
"I thought there was Qiming in the east and Chang Geng in the west. They would rise in the east and set in the west, never to meet each other. It's unimaginable! Yan Qing, we have a great fate!"
Small Theater
Wei Jingsang came back from abroad and saw Pei Duling's slender and white hands, holding a silver needle to embroider something, and then a dazzling smoky red overflowed from the white fingertips.
"Duling, farewell."
He walked quickly and sat down in front of Pei Duling, holding his injured hand tightly and covering the wound.
Pei Duling had a warm smile on his face.
Pei Duling's eyes were always looking at Wei Jingsang softly but persistently, and he explained: "Other sons and daughters all have purses given by their sweethearts. If others have it, my Qing should also have it."
Wei Jingsang's expression moved slightly when he heard Pei Duling's words.
He hugged Pei Duling's hand and put it on his heart.
Then he leaned on Pei Duling's shoulder, sighed slowly into Pei Duling's ear, and said with some distress and meaning: "No, my Duling hand cannot hold a needle for embroidery."
Intention: warm love