Prince Qing Leng Wants Me to Warm the Bed

Sweet pet, slightly cruel: The cold prince × the enemy country's fine work A well-choreographed encounter. She stepped into his east palace with lies. Day and night, feelings gradually arise... The truth is torn apart at the sweetest moment. He was so angry that he fell down on the cold hall. She didn't know that he was fainted by her anger. In panic, she picked him up and took him back to the dormitory to keep him there all night. After waking up, he imprisoned her in the dungeon. In the darkness, his long, cold finger bones clung to her slender waist, almost breaking her breath. He Xuan methamphetamine attack She suppressed him with her backhand, smiled softly, and brushed her fingers against his pale lips: "His Royal Highness fainted, I kindly carried him back to his bedroom. I'll forget it if you don't thank me. How can you repay kindness with hatred? " Later, the conspiracy was completely exposed, and an imperial edict sent her into a gloomy prison...