The Little Slave I Tormented for Three Years Was Actually the Enemy Kingdom's Crown Prince

[No transmigration or rebirth + devoted 1v1 romance + both leads are pure + overflowing sweetness + mutual pampering and flirting + two strong leads + happy ending]

On the night of her betrothal, Tang Xianyu, the future heir's wife, should have stood atop the city wall beside the young heir and received the people's homage. Instead, she was sent to the Drunken Dream House.

Meanwhile, her betrothed climbed to the top of a tower with her maid.

The person behind it all wanted more than her life. They also wanted her to die after being tortured and humiliated.

But who could have guessed that she would not only survive, but turn the tables here, taking charge and living a life of carefree pleasure?

Her little slave was eight feet tall, with firm muscles, red lips, white teeth, and features as exquisite as a painting. Most importantly, he was [bold] and could keep going for a long time.

By the time people from the Man Capital found her, she had spent three years surrounded by music and song.

When the carriage stopped below the building, the man locked his arms around her waist from behind. His eyes were red, and he looked like a wronged husband who had been played with and then abandoned. He begged,

“A Yu, you said that in life I was yours, and in death my soul would still belong to you. Are you abandoning me now?”

“Sweet nothings exchanged beneath the bed curtains aren't meant to be taken seriously.”

She still had to go back, topple that scumbag, and put her sisters on the throne... How could she stay here for a slave?

Tang Xianyu lifted her pomegranate-red skirt and walked away without a backward glance.

During the three months it took her to return to the Man Capital, Great Yu expanded westward and seized eight cities. It then held a Hongmen banquet in Wuman's Eastern Terrace, demanding that the Wuman heir and his wife attend.

At the banquet, Tang Xianyu took a closer look.

Well, well!

Wasn't that lofty, disdainful Crown Prince of the Celestial Dynasty the little slave she'd bullied for three years?

When they were alone, the aloof Crown Prince everyone knew tapped a finger lightly and arched an eyebrow.

“This time, it's the princess's turn to choose.”

Tang Xianyu looked at the whip, red silk, and bottles of medicine on the table, and fell into deep thought...