True heir to the throne

"Nice?!" he replied incredulously. "This isn't what I imagined!"

To make matters worse, Lian was unhappy with his choice. He had chosen a sleek black polish, but she frowned at his decision. "No, it's too dull. Yellow is better!"

"What was the point of asking me if you already had a colour in mind?" the Marshal quipped, his patience growing thin.

"Shush!" Lian shushed him, hands on her hips. "Are you the nail tech, or am I?"

He sat there in disbelief, muttering to himself about the audacity of these children. Who had raised these kids? Meanwhile, Xiang Yu had no idea he had caught a stray.

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