They said that since ancient times, there has been a way to win the title of heir, and if His Highness wants to win, there must be no dirt left.
"But I am just a speck of dust on His Highness's fingertips."
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In the fifteenth year of Qianyuan's reign, a song from Ruan River moved Beijing.
There are countless red gauze, but they are not as bright as Mr. Ruan's eyebrows.
And in the depths of the night, no one knew that he was the number one assassin in Bai Bu Qian's Throat, and the sharpest knife for His Royal Highnesses today.
In the first year of Fengding, His Royal Highnesses came to the throne and the world was amnesty.
Only Ruan Xi was imprisoned in the most shady courtyard.
The palm print said: "Young master, a little red lips are tasted by thousands of people, how can your majesty get the honor?"
In the third year of Fengding, Ruan Xi's meridians were cut off and he fled into the wilderness. The person who abolished his martial arts was also the person who saved him in the first place.
"Your Highness, I am already a useless person, please let me go."
"Xi'er, you are the sharpest knife, which can only be held in my hand."
"I was born for His Highness. Now that Your Highness has achieved his wish, there is only one place I can go."
That day, no one knew that the most beautiful woman in Beijing was reduced to ashes.
I only know that Your Majesty's hair turned gray overnight and he often sat by the sword-making furnace and asked the oldest master in the palace.
"How much fire does it take to burn everything down?"
"Does it hurt?"
Later, in the realm of reincarnation, Xiao Nanjin found Ruan Xi ten times.
Even if he knows that Ruan Xi will not remember him, even if he knows that Ruan Xi's love is broken, even if he knows that Ruan Xi is the fate of his life and death.
Every time, Ruan Xi's ignorant and joyful eyes are like the first time he met me: "How do you know my name?"
Xiao Nanjin would be killed by Ruan Xi every time.
And until his death, Ruan Xi will not think of him at all.
After being pierced by a sword for the tenth time, Xiao Nanjin suddenly smiled.
He remembered the last words Xi'er said that day.
"May your highness, He Qing Hai Yan, be in good health all the time. May you and I never see each other again in this life and in ten lifetimes."
[Xueluo Mud Oiran is attacked by x ruthless and affectionate emperor]
Bloody, but sweet, he
Purpose: Get the best of both worlds