Your Highness, He Is Crazy

Please push the pre-release "Self-Rescue Guide for Cinnabar Moles" that I will write soon, and prepare to deposit half of it before opening it. Please feel free to enter the trap. Copywriting of this article The clever and wise Plum Demon Gong vs. The gradually dark and creeping Shou People often told Yan Shuying that the fifth prince beside him had a broken sleeve, but Yan Shuying didn't believe it. Zhao Ji saw with his own eyes that Xie Zhi's lips touched the sleeping Yan Shuying's forehead. He reminded Yan Shuying that his Highness had special thoughts for him. Yan Shuying didn't believe it and kissed his forehead with his lips. He was the husband of the Fifth Highness, and the Fifth Highness just valued him. When he was an official in the court, Yan Shuying and the Prime Minister drank tea in the Crane Tower. The Prime Minister felt that Xie Zhi's feelings for Yan Shuying were too strong. He reminded Yan Shuying that it might not be a good thing if His Highness the Fifth Prince was too close to him. Yan Shuying felt that her new friend's worries were unfounded, but Xie Zhi said they were just afraid of sleeping alone. Until the day when Yan Shuying was going to replace her friend as prime minister and move out of Xie Zhi's mansion. The mansion was filled with demon-sealing talismans, and behind Xie Zhi stood Wu Xiang, who had met him once before. Yan Shuying's demonic power was suppressed, no matter how ordinary people were. Xie Zhi smiled gloomily with blood on his lips. Master Wuxiang clasped his hands together and shook his head helplessly behind him, "Donor, please understand. That night, Xie Zhi went into the house and climbed into his husband's bed who could not move. * A one-night spring dream was nothing unusual, but the mistake was that the object of the dream was Mr. Yan Shuying, who was sharing the bed with him. By chance, Xie Zhi found a copy of the Twenty-Four Styles of Fentao in the library, which told him that the etiquette of master and disciple only ends with the skin. The courtesy of master and disciple ends at Skin Zhi. The touch of Mr. Skin Zhi's skin was too good. He couldn't control it for a moment, so... He cut off his sleeve! * #It's so good, the emperor is crazy# #just want to be the prime minister# # ministers, your majesty is giving# #The years when the demon and Duanxiu lived together# # advise you not to sleep in the same bed with a gay# Intention: yearning for sunshine and actively seeking survival