She transmigrated as the daughter of a chancellor and was granted the title of Princess Ling for her achievements. The Prince of Yu, who never went near women, begged for an imperial decree to marry her.
She ran, but he caught her.
The man gazed at her dazed face with deep eyes and smiled, though his charming smile concealed a trace of anger.
“I don’t even mind your disgraceful reputation, Imperial Sister, and you dare run away from our wedding?”
Imperial Sister? Running away from her wedding? What was going on?
She didn’t dare ask more. As a seasoned TV drama watcher, she could tell that this man had a terrible temper.
One wrong word, and she could end up dead.
All she could do was force a grin, put on an innocent look, and plead, “There must be some misunderstanding between us. Um... could you get up first? I can’t take this much longer.”
“And you’re already giving up? Weren’t you much tougher before?”
The man paid no heed to Feng Xihuan’s pained expression. He lowered his head and bit her fair neck, punishing her with savage force. On her skin, already whiter than snow, the neat row of teeth marks soon stood out starkly…
Looking forward to the follow-up