The Seductive Prince Always Wants to Make the Regent Angry

Before my rebirth, I was vicious and indulgent, and wanted nothing more than to poison the powerful regent. But after my death, he slaughtered all my enemies and sealed my body in ice beside the dragon bed. After my rebirth, I was still the squeamish prince, but I no longer dared to look directly into his indifferent eyes. "Your Highness is afraid of me?" He took the poisoned wine I handed him and inadvertently brushed my lips with his fingertips. I was shaking violently, but he chuckled: "If His Highness personally gave me the intestinal poison, I would be happy with it." When I run away, he presses me step by step; when I make trouble, he indulges me infinitely. Everyone in the civil and military circles of the dynasty said that the regent had great achievements, but I was the only one who knew that he sneaked into the East Palace every night just to tuck me in. "What does the prince want?" I shrank in the corner of the bed and asked tremblingly. He leaned forward and pressed his cold mask against my forehead: "Your Highness's heart - from head to toe, even the most delicate faults belong to me."