When Ruan Nanxiao, the crown prince of the Xia Kingdom, married the crown princess, the Xia Kingdom fell into ruin.
The man who was riding a war horse and facing the setting sun looked at him coldly, "The Crown Prince of Xia Kingdom is getting married, and I'm here to share in the joy."
"Since your Majesty has come to attend my wedding, he is my distinguished guest. Please come and take a seat."
"Oh, what if I said, I'm here to steal the marriage?"
Ruan Nanxiao bowed his hand to Duan Yi with a smile on his face, "If the king likes it, then I will naturally give it up."
It was so difficult to give up. Although the young man in front of him was as handsome as a tree, he had no heart at all.
The coldness in Duan Yi's eyes was even worse. He wanted to tear off the hypocritical mask of the young man in front of him with his own hands and see his true panic.
"Oh, when did I say that the person I wanted to marry was the Crown Princess?"
The muscular man put his arm around the thin waist of the young man in front of him and lifted him onto his shoulders.
"I would like to see if Prince Xia is still so sharp-tongued when he is in bed."
Intent: A sweet article