Xiao Jingyuan, the former heir apparent of Prince Xian's palace and the current Prince Xian, had been dormant for five years and finally broke into the palace to take back the throne that should have belonged to him.
But he rushed into the palace with his sword in hand. Before he could take action, the current emperor and his former lover fell down on their own.
I don't know whether it was because I wanted you to die, but you had to die in my hands, or because I wanted you to die, but I was just thinking about it, so I hurriedly called for a miracle doctor to save my life.
The miracle doctor said: "People who want to die cannot be saved."
Xiao Jingyuan panicked: "No, he can't die."
The miracle doctor tried so hard to keep the little bamboo horse alive. When Xiao Jingyuan returned from his work, a bamboo horse as big as me was missing!
I dug three feet and couldn't find it. The one I found was still a fake.
Just when I was about to free up my hands to look for it myself, I didn't expect that the little bamboo horse bumped into me. It was so cute.
He doesn't know I recognized him yet, so cute.
Leading troops into battle and cutting off the enemy's heads is cute.
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Xiao Jingyuan: "No, he is my enemy."
But how could he harm me if he is so cute? All of this must be fake, and the little bamboo horse must have his own reasons.
Xiao Zhuma Qiao Shi: "I just don't want to be the emperor anymore, and I also want to stay away from you."
Intention: Bamboo horses join hands to fight internally and externally