The scenery of Beijing is excellent.
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Dali is as passionate as fire, and his every move is truly unruly.
In the rustling snow, Jing'er saw the young man she regarded as a god, closing the air-tight curtains, and using a voice that only the two of them could hear, and with the youngest appearance, he told her the longing that only they could hear between each other.
"You have to obey the words of the prince, princess and mother."
"Eighteen missions, now only the last one remains."
Jing'er looked like she was about to suffocate, but she stopped abruptly when she heard him calling her name.
"Rong Jing."
He said.
"If possible."
"I will marry you next year."
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The most unfavored prince of the Dali Dynasty & the beggar who grew up to become an assassin
"The suffering of the previous twenty years has ended at this moment."
｜Short story
Intention: chess pieces are also discarded pieces.
