Qiangweiwan

Name: Qiangweiwan
Author: Tiramisu

by Tiramisu

completed Ancient Romance Historical Fantasy Female Lead

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561Kwords303chapters

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It was him who saved me from the hands of the prince. I smiled lightly and said thank you to him. "Thank you, Fourth Prince." He seemed to find it funny and narrowed his eyes: "Thank me? Thank me for what?" "Who said that this prince is here to save you? I just don't want to see you being ruined by him." "You are the flower girl Rose, right?" "Then, maybe you should not take advantage of the prince, but come to serve me." During the struggle, I slapped him hard, and he stopped, with only the expression on his face A dangerous smile. "Anyone who disobeys this prince will die. However, I will not kill you today." He slowly lowered his body and grabbed my wrist hard, his eyes dark. "Just remember, you will regret it soon." An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he looked at me coldly: "I'm really looking forward to it. What kind of scene will it be like when the flower girl Qiang takes the initiative to climb into my prince's bed?" ............................ "After tonight, Qiangwei is no longer a virgin. Even if the whole world cares, I know that he will marry me." "Really? Are you so sure? Well, after tonight, let's see if that man wants your broken shoe!" "However, I have a more direct method." I know that I am negotiating a deal with a devil. ............................. I, Murong Wan. They call me, Miss Rose. The word "Qiangwei" is neither a surname nor a given name, but a code name that represents the noble status of the Hualou girl. A year ago, he was the fourth prince. Because of him, I never had the chance to wear a wedding dress again. I have completely become a target of public criticism. Only now, it is completely stripped away. Because there is no more red on my right arm to prove that I am worthy of respect. A year later, he was the purlin king of the dynasty. "Although it is the fate of flowers to bloom and fall, this rose might as well wither in my hands." With just a look and a cold word from him, I was respectfully offered and became his woman again. A wife is not a wife, and a concubine is not a concubine. Like a rose flower, living quietly in the corner. Roses bloom too late. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Su bid farewell to Wenwen, who was carefully created in 2008. . There are many plots that Su has not touched upon before, and I look forward to new breakthroughs in writing. . 　　　　 Recommend Su's new article to sleep with http:\u002F\u002Fread. Xxsy. Net\u002Finfo\u002F244612. Html