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[Extreme Sapiosexual Pulling|MVP Player at the Peak of Power Field Competition] "You said... If they find out that this humble gentleman like me is also an evil dragon, will they be more desperate than if the country is destroyed?" "Hush—so don't ever tell them that there never was a knight living on the top of the mountain." * Jiang Yueming, the female prime minister who is equally at home in government and in public affairs. He is a model colleague who only discusses business matters and ignores personal affairs. Until a "handwritten" forgery that put her to death appeared—— The evidence is conclusive, except that she has no memory. There was always a voice in her ears, smiling and urging her to confess. At the desperate moment, the man split open the rain curtain and crashed into the cage in which she was imprisoned. "Jiang Yueming, don't even think about dying! There is an abyss ahead, and I, Fu Wenqian, will stay with you until the end! " Later, under the red wall, She sneered: "It is a great official power for a wealthy person to participate in politics." He responded: "Prime Minister Jiang, please do not hesitate to make more concessions." Everyone in the capital was betting that the king and his ministers finally had a complete falling out. But he plowed through the courtyard to sweep holes in one day, and suddenly chuckled at the group of old enemies who were dumbfounded: "Stay away from her. My rule is, keep it to yourself." "Why do you ask?" "To put it simply - her life is under my control." "To put it more complicatedly... I am her eight-year late husband. I am destined to have to settle the debt with interest all my life... Her husband." Someone he is protecting behind: "Ahem, Fu Da Shen Zhi, please give in. You are delaying your true nature and trying to be cool." [The naturally strong Overlord Flower × Flower Protector Bai Yueguang (cut to black version)] "Was I quite annoying at that time?" "No." He smiled, "Our Jiao Jiao is just a little stupid and doesn't know how to catch a sincere heart." "But fortunately, I waited." * [Small theater: Daily life of the dragon on the top of the mountain] The world looks up to the mountain tops and imagines the legend of knights slaying dragons. However, on the top of the mountain, there were only two giant dragons lying lazily together, looking into the abyss of power. "Look, it's so dark!" "Well, it's quite dark." Another one agreed seriously. After a moment of silence, he suddenly poked the other person with the tip of his tail: "Next time you eat, give me a different bowl. The pink bowl... Doesn't match my image." The poked dragon flicked its tail carelessly: "But pink really suits you! It makes you look special... Reasonable." "..." "How would they react if they knew that we were discussing what bowl to use for dinner in this damn place?" "... Fortunately, after all, normal people should run away when they see the abyss. Who is like the two of us -" "——You can still laugh out loud just by looking at it?" The two dragons looked at each other and laughed. The shock made the pious incense at the foot of the mountain tremble. … The prince of a certain country (speechless and holding his forehead): "They are both sick." A certain middle school student (collapsed): "This whole court is sick!" His Majesty's jade seal is covered with a seal (great joy): "The world is at peace, dear friends - withdraw from the court without incident!" Reading Tips: 1. Chaotang Lunatic Asylum, with an imaginary background of Tang and Song Dynasties, where conspiracies and intrigues fly together. 2. Double strength, double c, intertwined sweetness and knives, often black humor does not follow the routine, but is more dramatic. 3. Emotional line 1v1, childhood sweetheart, no industrial sugar, he. 4. The male protagonist has a lot of foreshadowing in the first few chapters, but he shines brightly when he debuts, and he is firmly in the official role (emphasis added). 5. Imperfect character. Group portrait. Concept: Life is as long as a dark room, so you might as well write spring poems in plain sight