I Became a Princess Consort by Being Blunt

When I woke up after a car accident, I found myself lying in a grand bed with an antique feel. A handsome man with a wicked air gently stroked my bare ankle with his fingers. My SpongeBob knitted sock was gone. In its place was a delicate anklet adorned with a chain. The other end of the silver chain was welded to the foot of the bed. What a steamy captivity scene! The long-haired, gloomy, ghostly handsome man warned me in a deep voice. “Ye Zhaozhao, don’t even think about escaping my grasp!” Since I was lucky enough to experience this firsthand, I could finally ask the question that had always puzzled me. “Let’s put escaping aside for now, handsome. I have one question. “How am I supposed to change my underwear like this?”