Yin Reng watched the young woman in the bright red bridal tent, whose heart and eyes held nothing but him, and gave a dismissive snort. “She’s just a plaything.”
More than a plaything, she was a bargaining chip he could use against the chancellor.
An enemy’s daughter was an enemy, too.
He hurt her, angered her, and humiliated her.
Then she left.
Later, the aloof and proud crown prince in everyone’s eyes was crouched on the floor, personally washing the crown princess’s feet. To appease her, he willingly walked into her trap and nearly lost his life.
Covered in wounds, Yin Reng gritted his teeth. “I brought this on myself. No matter how much it hurts, I have to coax my little wife.”
[Obsessive, devoted, cold crown prince × sharp-tongued but soft-hearted crown princess]
Both leads are each other’s first. The crown prince gets put through the wringer pretty badly. It’s a classic groveling-to-win-her-back story, but the plot has some fun twists. Please be gentle!
