Your Highness, please don't block my peach blossoms
Everyone knew that the Prince Regent of the Yu Country had racked his brains just to hug the Shen family's Eldest Young Lady's waist.
Shen Chan divorced Luo Ming twelve times, and Luo Ming married Shen Chan thirteen times.
Rumor has it that the Yu family is all about love. They don't want the throne, they don't want their children, they can't abandon their wives.
When he met her, Luo Ming's eyes couldn't contain her anymore.
"It's just subverting the court. I'll give you the peace and prosperity you want."
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People on the streets were like jade, and young masters were unparalleled in the world. Chang 'an was dressed in white, and when he lifted his bamboo hat, he stunned all the women in the capital.
The richest young master in the capital, Zheng Yaowen, is witty and protective. He is a handsome man who girls want to get close to.
"Your Highness, get out of the way. You're blocking my peach blossoms."
It was not easy for her to marry the daughter-in-law she longed for. She thought about cheating on him, murdering her husband, and seizing the throne all day long.
Do you dare to have such a wife?
Luo Ming smiled faintly." I like her more like this."
The Prince Regent had a long way to chase after his wife.
Lolita body, big sister heart, this is good, married a wife, she is dedicated to her career
"Have you ever loved me in those long years?"
He said he knew everything, but he was the dumbest person in the world
[This is a story of a certain princess consort and a certain prince usurping the throne together. In the end, they found the dynasty boring and threw it to a little child who had yet to grow up. The two of them returned to the mountains hand in hand.]
Handwritten cherry blossoms
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In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this. The restaurant isn’t large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into. There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice. There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life. There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper. What? You want to abduct the chef? That’s not going to happen, because there’s a divine beast of unfathomable level, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance. Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.