How Much Is the Beauty of Lord Shouxu Worth?

One month before the wedding, the prince-consort was abducted by his personal maid. As the eldest princess of a country, Qinjia felt very depressed. This person likes to drink when he is depressed, and drinking will cause trouble. Qinjia made a big mistake this time. She provoked Xiao Rongchang, the cold-blooded chief minister in the court who had not been around women for thousands of years. For the next month, the two pretended to be at peace with each other, fighting to the death in public, but privately they continued to hate each other. It only took one night, and there was no delay in the two parties fighting for power and making trouble. Embarrassingly, it happened a second time, a third time... And countless times. The courtiers noticed that the Chief Assistant had been coming in and out of the Princess's Mansion more and more frequently recently, and the longer he stayed, and they couldn't help but lament that the Chief Assistant had sacrificed too much for the sake of Tiansheng's national power. In the middle of the night, looking at Xiao Rongchang who was personally supervising the work of digging the secret tunnel, Qinjia put her hands behind her hands and sneered: "Master Xiao has worked very hard for the country. In the future, I will retire and return to the fields. I will definitely tell your majesty that I will reward you with a luxurious mansion." "As long as the princess likes it." The man raised his head, revealing a face that confuses all living beings, with a smile in his eyes, completely different from his serious and cold image during the day. Qinjia: That's all, beauty misled me! Double C and double J, sweet but not boring, relaxed style. New article "Mad Dog General's Little Princess" The desert, the yellow sand, the big tent burning with sandalwood, the smell of a strange man is pervasive, cold, cruel and disgusting. The little princess in distress was trembling, and her charming face did not earn her the slightest pity. The man looked at her as if he were looking at the corpse of a white eagle shot from the sky. The more than three hundred days and nights of living in the desert were the most humiliating time of Li Youqing's life. Her skin, which had never been touched by a man, was caressed by the man's rough palms. Her proud head, which had never lowered her head, had to submit to him in humble submission. It was said that General Xuan Rui was cold and ruthless. No woman had ever survived him and could be carried out alive after the first night. Only the noble woman captured in Luming Mountain... Although she survived, she was also covered in bruises and miserable. He lingered next to the man night after night until his father sent someone to rescue him. He finally relaxed his vigilance and was able to leave the hellish desert. A year later, when the rebel king's head was hung on the city wall and all the rebels were wiped out, Youqing thought she would never see that demonic man again and she could sit back and relax on the Golden Scale Platform, enjoy and sing. But she never thought that at the banquet in the Prince's Mansion, through the heavy curtains, she would see those eyes as fierce as an eagle again. He is the ultimate nightmare that she can't escape or forget. She was a faint firefly in his endless nightmare. "Xuan Rui, you are only twenty-two years old this year. You can have a better life without being controlled by the anti-king." The girl repeated her old tricks and was good at tempting. The man ignored the small women's dagger stuck on his left chest and continued to approach step by step, with his usual wild look in his eyes: "Qingqing, if you be nice, I won't go crazy!" Ps: I hope that through this article, I can take you into a different world. Purpose: Love makes us better.