Chu Ling slipped into a nonsensical and refreshing article called "I am a heartthrob."
Admirer 1: "You want to run away if I don't pay attention. Where can you escape to, Sister Ling'er?"
Chu Ling (making a look of embarrassment): Brother, are you seriously ill?
Admirer 2: "Shennong tasted thousands of herbs, but none of them could cure heartburn. Senior sister, you are my heartbroken grass."
Chu Ling (touching her chin): "Third Junior Brother, if you are sick, we will treat you. If you are fine, eat less grass."
Admirer 3: "Sister, I was wrong, please love me again!"
Chu Ling (Ten thousand grass and horses galloping past in her heart): Wait... Little junior sister! Aren't you a heartthrob heroine?
Lu Sui'an (shaked his head): "My wife is being missed again."
Cui Ling: "... Senior brother, I think I can save you a little longer."
After Chu Ling penetrated this shell, the entire story line collapsed. The shell of the irritable emperor's dead wife was like a walking golden finger. When fighting, his combat power, charm, and deeds were off the charts, making people want to stop.
Intention: None