There Are Songs in Yan Dynasty

Liang Cheng was attracted to download a Machiavellian brain-burning game called "Yan Dynasty". It has exquisite modeling, high-end voice actors, and a high degree of freedom! But... Is it okay to start with a poor little kid who can't take the blame and is bullied every day? How can that work? ! Liang Cheng rolled up his sleeves. What other Zaizai had, how could his Zaizai not have it? So they were cut like leeks one by one by the evil capitalists... A miserable batch. But... The degree of freedom in this game is incredible. The characters are so real that they almost seem to exist in real life. It wasn't until he died and traveled to that world that he realized that it was not a game, but a real world. The background is real, and the characters... Are real. He was shocked to realize that at some point, he developed unspeakable feelings for his own child. But this was not fate after all. Only then did he know that they were destined to meet from the beginning. ——— Yan Xun is the least favored sixth prince. In this palace, everyone can step on him. No one cares about him. No one cares about him. But he didn't know when he discovered that there seemed to be a mysterious person beside him. He would help him finish the heavy work, bring him three meals a day, and repair the house in the side hall for him... He even taught him how to read and helped him gain a foothold in the palace. But he had never seen him, at most, it was just correspondence. But for the first time, Yan Xun received unconditional care from others, and he couldn't bear it. He found mercy from the gods. But he didn't know that it was God who had crossed tens of thousands of universes just to come to him and protect him. Demining: 1. The author doesn't study history, so any unreasonable things should be treated as pure fabrication. 2. Empty! Completely empty! Maybe a little bit more fantasy 3. This is my first time writing. There is a first time for everything. It may not be very good, but the progress may be faster. Don't be offended. Thank you Intention: Come on