There's Something Wrong with the Stolen Princess

(Grassland leader + Central Plains princess + sweet pet + strong) Accompany him to grow into a great Khan In an unexpected robbery, Changle, the princess of the Central Plains, fell into the hands of Alslen, the leader of the grassland barbarians. She originally thought that what was waiting for her was a cage and coldness, but she didn't expect that there was unexpected tenderness hidden in the wind of the grassland - at the Naadam Conference, he handed the tenderest barbecue to her hand and made her special with a "unique wolf tooth"; at the bonfire party, he ignored the other people's overtures and only held her hand and taught her to dance. His eyes were so focused that it was like they were the only ones left in the grassland. From the evasive eyes to the red tips of the ears, from the tentative fingertips touching to the lightly tucked corner of the blanket in the tent, the boundary between "captive" and "leader" gradually blurs in each heartbeat. The kiss that almost fell was interrupted, and the breathing on both sides of the screen revealed their thoughts, but the vastness of the grassland and the distance of the Central Plains, as well as the difference in status, were still like the wind hidden in the dark, not knowing where it would blow. This is a grassland love song that begins with robbery and ends with heartbreak. It hides the roughest encounter and is wrapped in the most delicate tenderness. When the wild leader puts away his edge and the stubborn woman lets go of her guard, can they turn their unspoken feelings into the years to come under the starry sky on the grassland?