Steal Your Heart

The emperor had been practicing Taoism on Yuzhang Mountain for many years, and there was no one around him except for a little girl he once took in. The little girl was so innocent that she pestered him with questions every day. Even when she returned to the capital, she would send him letters every day. On weekdays, the reports from ministers and ministers pile up like snowflakes, and even after three days of accumulation, they may not be able to see the holy face. The emperor slowly picked up the little girl's crooked letter and wrote on it with a red pen mercilessly: "This word is wrong again." "I'm very busy and don't have time to reply to your letter." One day, the always punctual letter came two hours late. The emperor did not move his chopsticks and looked at the mountain gate calmly. A quarter of an hour later, Dahong's invitation fell into his hand: "I'm getting married - Qing Mei." *** "Taoist Priest, what kind of person do you think I will marry in the future?" Qing Mei held her chin up, looking forward to her future life, her big eyes filled with light like stars. "Don't think about it." The emperor said slowly, "No man is good." "But Taoist Priest, you are also a man." "I'm not a good person, remember, little girl." The emperor narrowed his eyes, touched the bun on her head, and withdrew his hand with satisfaction. Later, the emperor, who was not a good guy, came down from the mountain after ten years to find out the bad guy who deceived the little girl. He has to let everyone in the world know that not everyone can be a bad person. Demining: Many things related to monasticism are made up by me, no research is required. Cover: K Intention:.