Ten years have passed since he once again disembarked from the ship and set foot on the land of Kyoto. Li Ting stared at the majestic Zhenbei General's Mansion from a distance, clenching his fists tightly, and his fingernails dug out streaks of blood in his palms that no one could see...
"Let's go, go quickly, keep up!" The rope around his neck was yanked forward, and Li Ting staggered into another gorgeous and majestic mansion - he pretended to be a refugee and was sold into the Prime Minister's Mansion...
But no matter how cautious he was, he could not know why the second young master who often danced his sword under the pomegranate tree always sheathed his sword the moment he appeared; when the emperor in the palace actually wanted to compete with the prime minister's son for a little attendant; and when he could sleep peacefully in someone's arms...
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