A sweet story about a dandy mountain god and a taciturn little Taoist priest.
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In the Duke's Mansion, Jiang Xiubai was sitting in the pavilion, sipping wine, and glanced at Shen Qingyan, who was dangling on his feet.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Where is the divine egg?" Shen Qingyan asked.
"In the chicken coop."
Jiang Xiubai looked at him with cold and doubtful eyes and sneered: "Of course, hatching eggs should be left to professionals."
Shen Qingyan tilted his head. What she said made sense, but something seemed wrong...
Purpose: Reject prejudice and care for you, me and others