My name is Zhao Xiaorong, and I am a prince. My father, Mr. Zhao, does not ask his son to be famous or infamous for thousands of years. It is enough to live a peaceful life and have a place in the world. To put it bluntly, I just want to be an idle prince.
My majestic prince, what kind of bastard did you find to take advantage of me? I don't want to live anymore. . .
He still had a mean smile on his face, but he rolled away honestly. Before leaving, he didn't forget to say: "I'll come to see the prince tonight!" I rolled my eyes and fainted.