She is the princess of Ningguo, and the weather is extremely cold
He is her master, he picked her up in the wilderness
She was born with a taste for warmth and coldness, and her personality was changeable. In the end, she didn't know whether she was truly heartless or neglectful of showing her expression to the outside world.
She couldn't see his expression clearly due to the mist. She was someone else's wife tonight. It was the night of the bridal chamber, and she had an illness on purpose, but she didn't expect her master to break into Chengguo's palace at night. Should she be happy? After all, what the master cares about her has nothing to do with love.
Ning Xin put her hands on An Ziyi's shoulders and kissed his lips. She rubbed his lips harshly. She didn't want to be someone else's wife, no!
An Ziyi was obviously a little dull, but he didn't push her away. His anger when he saw the jade, his disbelief and the feeling of losing it now burned his sanity. He began to respond to her kiss, Ning Xin paused, and then they entangled. She opened his clothes in confusion and passion, touched the skin on his shoulders, and pushed him away: "Who are you?"
Anzi turned his head and looked at the hideous wound on his shoulder. Then he looked at Ning Xin. She had a frightened look on her face. He stepped out of the bath with no expression on his face.