Concubine Leng Is Difficult to Deal With: Your Majesty, You Can't Do That.

The arrogant and ruthless Eighth Prince fell in love with the cold and beautiful guard. He threw away his moral integrity and gave it to his knees! Please tease me, sleep with me, hug me! ———— Changsheng: "You keep talking about marrying me, marrying me, marrying me! Dog skin plaster, smelly tail grass! No matter how hard you try, you can't drive them away!" Mo Yan: "I count to three, come back to me! One, two, three... Okay, I will follow you!" ———— The Emperor of the Dayu Dynasty had three major headaches: First, the country is too vast and difficult to manage. Second, there are too many descendants and too few thrones. Third, giving birth to a bastard like "Mo Yan"! ———— With a smile from Chang Sheng, Jinyang City is like spring all year round. Changsheng was so angry that corpses floated thousands of miles away in Jinyang Lake. Chang Sheng was injured. . . . . . Mo Yan: "Lead the troops and secure the Prince's Mansion! I will ascend the throne immediately!"