The arrogant, poisonous-tongued and innocent young prince
A distressed princess from the Western Regions becomes a humble slave in a wine shop in a border town.
In order to survive and take revenge, Canaan cast his calculating eyes on Lu Zhuo, the young prince of Chang'an.
After a night of lingering.
Lu Zhuo tied his shirt slowly and spoke harshly:
"Don't imagine that you will be the wife of the Marquis after sleeping with her once. A dancer like you is not worthy of carrying my young master's shoes."
Canaan lowered his eyes, hiding the biting coldness in his eyes, and meekly bent his knees:
"I don't dare to ask for anything extravagantly. I just ask the Marquis to give me a bite of food."
He humiliated her wantonly, she pretended to be docile, and they tested each other step by step, pulling each other back.
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Until the border war broke out.
The young marquis, who used to be a playboy and a libertine, openly defied the holy order for this foreign dancer, and single-handedly entered the dangerous enemy camp, just to get back her father's relics.
Within the military tent.
Lu Zhuo pressed her down on the couch with red eyes, his voice was urgent and angry: "Get dressed! Who allowed you to look like this!"
Canaan's lips curved into a coquettish and decisive smile, and each word touched his heart:
"Didn't the Marquis say that it's not my turn to even carry your shoes?"
The arrogant young man in the past knelt down on one knee, gripped her ankle tightly, and said harshly but softly:
"I'm happy! I'll wear shoes for you for the rest of my life, okay?"
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All the scorn in the past was all fake, I gave her my full affection
