[The delicate and sickly beauty vs. The cold-faced loyal dog general]
[Family love stories, sweet pet stories, time-travel micro-plots, daily house fights]
Su Jiahe is the Pearl Princess who is envied by everyone in the capital, and she is also a sickly beauty that no one dares to offend easily.
My father, King Zhenbei, shared weal and woe with His Majesty in the founding of the country, and my mother once risked her life to save the queen.
The Holy Master personally made Princess Mingzhu the princess, granted food and fiefdom, and the royal family, princes and princesses were all required to show courtesy.
But the imperial doctor had already concluded that she was frail and would not survive the age of eighteen.
A happy imperial edict was suddenly issued, and they married Li Xiaoye, the Mingwei general who had a large number of soldiers and was capable of killing and conquering both the government and the public.
The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty expected that the unruly God of War would definitely resist the decree in court.
Unexpectedly, Li Xiaoye bowed to accept the order, with unnoticed enthusiasm hidden in his eyes: "My lord, I am willing."
Everyone only knew that it was impossible to disobey the imperial edict, but Li Xiaozhi knew it. He had been waiting for this day for many years.
The princess punished the evildoers, and he took the initiative to step forward: "Princess, please don't be angry. If your hands are dirty, leave them to the humble ministers."
When the princess's shoes and socks got wet when she was visiting the garden, he took off his precious fox fur in public and carefully wiped her toes.
The princess complained that he was too tall and his neck felt sore when he looked up.
The powerful general bowed down without hesitation, willingly accommodating her gaze.
One night after the two of them had sex, the bedroom was filled with warmth.
Su Jiahe leaned lazily on his chest, slender fingertips lightly brushed Li Xiaoye's raised Adam's apple, with a faint flush at the end of his eyes, and asked softly: Li Xiaoye, are you angry when I boss you around like this? "
The man held her tightly in his arms, his deep and hoarse voice unable to escape: "The princess is not enough. "
