Seize the King's Wife

Princess Minghua was naturally charming and weak-tempered. Because she was not favored, she was arranged to go to Da Zhou to get married. Before getting on the carriage, she had a dream. She dreamed that she would encounter a disaster on the way there and fall into the hands of a traitor. Before she even met her prince husband, she became that man's plaything. From then on, she was trapped in the red tent and played with by him, leading to a miserable life. After this, she warned again and again not to make the same mistakes again. But the disaster still happened, and the accompanying maid fled in panic. Just when she was weeping and despairing, a black boot fell in front of her eyes, and an elegant voice came: "Princess, I'm late." ** Xie Jingming, a powerful minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, rose to the highest position in the light of the iron-blooded sword. After many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, he was a ruthless and noble person, and his joy and anger were invisible. However, Princess Minghua's heart was gradually affected by her gentle voice and gentle appearance, like a gentle gentleman. Finally, taking advantage of the moonlight, the desperate girl's heart beat rapidly, her cheeks were flushed, and she was about to take the initiative to hold his hand. But when he lowered his eyes, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the jade pendant hidden under Xie Jingming's robe, which was exactly the same as in the dream. From that day on, she wanted to escape. *Small theater The red candle swayed, and the beauty with ice-cold muscles and jade bones huddled in a corner of the bed, her eyes filled with autumn water, but her jade feet fell into the palms of others. The faint smile still lingered on Xie Jingming's lips. He leaned over slightly and wiped away her tears with his fingertips, and casually lowered his eyes: "Where is the princess running away to?" ** Everyone thought that Princess Minghua had lost her virginity long ago and was no longer worthy of a serious husband since she and her husband disappeared on the road. In the Qingluo tent, the powerful minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty leaned down, and his hands that had been stained with countless blood were now willing to carefully put on the socks for her, for fear of hurting her in the slightest. "Whatever the prince can give, so can I." Intention: Work hard and be optimistic, don't give up easily