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Broad-minded and Not Fat
Ancient Romance心宽体不胖
Chang'an Dream Me
In the late stage of cancer, Tan Zhuozhuo, who was declared dead by the doctor with his own ears, was reborn and traveled through time, becoming an abandoned concubine in an inexplicable dynasty. In her previous life, she worked as a freelancer, drawing and writing at home. Today, the stinking young people just changed their places to lie down. It was no different. The only thing that didn't work was that the food in the cold palace was not delicious. Hearing that the emperor's royal meal was the best delicacy in the world, Tan Zhuozhuo decided to climb the wall after drinking the white porridge for two months and his mouth turned pale. Small Theater: "Your Majesty, why do I still drink white porridge?" At noon, the two of them sat at the eight-treasure dining table, eating their meal in silence. Tan Zhuozhuo pouted and couldn't look directly at the white porridge in the bowl. Of course, there was nothing but white porridge in front of her, so she silently protested. The man picked out a piece of her favorite sweet and sour pork, and slowly put it into his mouth, "Because you're fat." The charming and abandoned concubine in the cold palace vs. The really fragrant emperor who dislikes the beauty of his body.
In the late stage of cancer, Tan Zhuozhuo, who was declared dead by the doctor with his own ears, was reborn and traveled through time, becoming an abandoned concubine in an inexplicable dynasty. In her previous life, she worked as a freelancer, drawing and writing at home. Today, the stinking young people just changed their places to lie down. It was no different. The only thing that didn't work was that the food in the cold palace was not delicious. Hearing that the emperor's royal meal was the best delicacy in the world, Tan Zhuozhuo decided to climb the wall after drinking the white porridge for two months and his mouth turned pale. Small Theater: "Your Majesty, why do I still drink white porridge?" At noon, the two of them sat at the eight-treasure dining table, eating their meal in silence. Tan Zhuozhuo pouted and couldn't look directly at the white porridge in the bowl. Of course, there was nothing but white porridge in front of her, so she silently protested. The man picked out a piece of her favorite sweet and sour pork, and slowly put it into his mouth, "Because you're fat." The charming and abandoned concubine in the cold palace vs. The really fragrant emperor who dislikes the beauty of his body.