False time travel and true return | Don't trust good people too much
Oh, it's become a time-traveling army.
Good news, it's the Emperor.
Bad news, the country will be destroyed tomorrow.
Now seeking death is a matter of skill.
First, I don't want to give birth to a child for a powerful minister in an unofficial history.
Secondly, I don't want to be imprisoned until death and have to spread scandals with my enemy Lalang in future generations.
Third, I am not a man's wife, and I have no sister.
Fourth, the new favorite is a bit petty and will retaliate, and his credit points cannot be used to drive a shared bicycle.
Fifth, my uncle and I don't hate Hai Qingtian, we only have hatred, pure hatred.
Sixth, I have no heirs. Because of my mother's tricks, all my relatives within the nine tribes have been razed.
Suicide or death, that is the question.
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"His contempt for the gods, his hatred of death, and his love for life made him suffer so much that it was indescribable, so he tried his best to achieve nothing."
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Wang Li was born with double pupils. According to ancient books, he came down to earth just to become a saint.
As a prince and an emperor, he was kind-hearted and could not die a good death.
A magic stick who claims to be "knowledgeable about the world" told him that destiny would never fall on him.
Who knew that Wang Li breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: It's so good, so good, how will the people live after I die?
A son of destiny should be wise and mighty and live up to everyone's expectations.
Indeed, he lived up to the expectations of Beisui and massacred all the people in Yongning.
Wang Li was soft-hearted and thought about it day and night. He couldn't conceive, so he had to start from the crown prince again.
He didn't want to be the emperor anymore, but in the end, after going round and round, the throne was fought over and over again, but it still fell to him.
Never left, never freed.
In fact, he has never loved anything. He comes and leaves lightly.
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The author is afraid that he will have nothing to eat when he gets old, so he writes about all the things he loves to eat.
Not bad but very slow to write...
It is expected that one chapter will be published in three days. If it is not published, it means that the manuscript is at the end of the stack and has been tortured by studies. It is not possible to rush to DDL for speculation on the spot.
But I will try to avoid this possibility.
The author is illiterate, but Huaguoshan has access to the Internet this year, so monkeys can also type.
Anyway, you are welcome to come and take a look, and I will write whatever I want anyway.
Concept: If we were all Sisyphus.