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"Are we really going to help the King of Han or not?"
Tang Wan walked along the Taiying Road at night, leading the horse. Zhou Li lay on the horse in a drunken stupor, seemingly unconscious.
"You're not really drunk, are you?"
Looking back in surprise, Tang Wan reached out to poke Zhou Li, who was on the horse, and hesitated, "Zhou Li? Little Zhou? Brat? Jianzhong?"
"Huff~"
The dream-like loud snoring seemed to prove that Zhou Li had fallen into a deep sleep.
"Sigh, should we really help or not."
Repeating the question, Tang Wan scratched her head, still hesitating, "If we help him, we'll have to prepare for his selection of a concubine, and I don't know what Qianyun will think. But if we don't help, the Golden Snake Lady is still a huge worry for us, and if the King of Han can take care of her, we won't need to."
Huff~
