"Are you really going to marry the third prince? What about me? Where do you put me?" Mo Ziqian looked at her expectantly, his eyes full of eagerness and sadness.
"I have no choice, Niuniu is in his hands!" She lowered her head apologetically, not having the courage to look at him.
"As you wish!" He pressed a shallow kiss on her forehead.
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Wedding night,
"Why is it you?"
"Why not me? I am the third prince!"
"You liar!"
"What does it have to do with me? This is your own choice!"
"You——" Before the words left his mouth, his lips were sealed——