"Why, teeth have grown." Chu Ji smiled softly between his teeth, and gently pinched open the jaw of the man who was lying lightly on the soft couch. His green-white fingers caressed the man's teeth and probed inward. Then he stopped his hand and looked back at the gentle eyes just now. He gently pinched the handkerchief he took out from nowhere and carefully wiped his fingers that had just been stained with some dirt.
"You'd better take my life once, Your Majesty," he put on his black cloak and stood quietly for a moment, "I'm not a modest gentleman." He pulled away and dropped a veil that contained the scent of bitter medicine.
The last gentle scent of the golden beast was pulled away, and Fu Sheng slowly leaned down to pick up the handkerchief that had lost its warmth. He held it tightly, sniffed it, smiled to himself, and sighed: "But I have never been the so-called modest gentleman."
The villain takes an article from the protagonist's script, a story about two actors.
Pure actor, real powerful minister Chu Ji × Baiqie black fake puppet emperor Fu Sheng
Purpose: Only loyal to the people