The throne, the throne...
"The saliva dripped on my face."
"Oh, brother Huang, hehe!"
Yuan Wuque lay on Yuan Wuwang, his eyes shining as he looked at the emperor on the dragon throne.
Yuan Wuwang pulled him down and stood in a 'human' shape.
If not, his younger brother would collapse to the ground in the next moment.
The ministers looked at the warm interaction between the two princes and were full of hope for the future: in the subsequent battle for the emperor, hehehe, they finally no longer have to fight with their old bones.
As everyone knows, Yuan Wuwang looks at Yuan Wuque lovingly.
His younger brother is not relying on him. He is hoping to step on him and ascend to the throne.
A faint light flashed in his eyes.
"Brother Imperial... Brother Imperial?"
"What's wrong?" Yuan Wuwu brushed the hair in front of Yuan Wuque's forehead, his tone was helpless and doting.
"Brother Imperial, can I go to Fengli Tower? I heard that Fengli Tower hired a new chef and I want to eat!"
[I don't know if the other side is ready... It would be terrible if the royal brother finds out!
Listening to Yuan Wuque's psychological activities and looking at his innocent look, Yuan Wuwang gradually tightened his hand.
"Hiss! Brother Huang!" Yuan Wuque's complaining tone came to his ears, and Yuan Wuque squeezed Yuan Wuque's hand.
Yuan Wuque's fair and round hands were raised by him. The cub he had raised carefully for twelve years now wanted to bite him back.
Then, removing the claws and teeth and raising him again would not be in vain after raising him for so many years.
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