The copy is a little long——
On the first day of time travel, Jiang Yin was in the hands of human traffickers.
On the second day of time travel, Jiang Yin rescued himself and his two younger brothers.
What did you say on the third day of time travel? Is there a younger brother who is a prince?
Be patient, the details of the story are as follows...
Jiang Yin read this story about power. The male protagonist was originally a prince, but he was tricked by the emperor's favorite concubine when he was born, and he was left alone in the countryside.
Later, he was retrieved by the minister. He worked diligently to complete the task and worked hard. Under the encouragement of the minister, he seized power from the fake prince. However, he made a lot of jokes because of his lack of knowledge. He was deeply involved in the double conspiracy of the court and the harem, and lost the two most important women in his life...
It can be said that those who hear it cry and those who see it are sad, and Jiang Yin is no exception. She often bursts into tears when reading the article, feeling heartbroken that her "great son" is being tortured.
Once he traveled through time, he actually came to the time when the male protagonist was a child and picked up the little prince!
So Jiang Yin is determined to take good care of and train her "good eldest son", so that he can develop morally, intellectually, physically, artistically and physically, and then return to the palace later to kill them! Sing all the way to the top of your life!
Just...
The aura of the protagonist of this little prince is a bit overwhelming. Why is he more unpredictable than she, a person who has read the whole story? ? ?
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The mother-fan sister who is dedicated to raising a "good eldest son" x the prince's brother who turns a white-cut black puppy into a wolf-dog
It's a sister-brother relationship. The male and female protagonists are actually three years apart in age. It's right that they are the female juniors holding gold bricks.
Intention: follow your heart in everything,