"Your Majesty, the house collapsed and the princess was trapped under the rubble. Do you want to go and check?" The guard's urgent voice woke up Prince Jing from his sleep.
The man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as bright as stars, his sword eyebrows flew into his temples, the bridge of his nose was high, and his thin lips were pursed tightly. His expression was as cold as ice, making people afraid to look directly at him.
Wearing a red wedding dress, it made his cold appearance look even more seductive.
"The right minister has become more and more promising in recent years. He gave me a deaf and mute woman. If it collapses, it will collapse. Whether she lives or dies, it is up to fate!" Prince Jing said coldly.
He regarded her life and death as nothing, and she regarded him as a tragic product of feudal society. When he was assassinated, he realized how heartbroken he was when he saw her risking herself to defend herself against the knife. From then on, the power of the country, the hatred of the country and the family were not as good as her smile. In the end, for the miracle doctor Princess, Prince Bingshan became a good husband who rubbed her feet and back every day and was responsible for cooking.
