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As the sixth prince of the Tiancheng Kingdom, Shen Zili was betrothed to Qi Chuhuai, who had just returned from a victorious battle, by an imperial decree just after his nineteenth-year-old birthday party.
"I won't marry! I won't marry!"
After resisting to no avail, he carried his little baggage and prepared to escape from the capital overnight. Unexpectedly, he met his fiancé as soon as he left the city gate.
"Brother, please help me, please help me."
Of course, the person in front of him would not help, nor did he want to be his brother. Shen Zili thought that if he had only glanced at the portrait sent by his father a few days ago, he would not be sent back to the palace on horseback in such an embarrassing state.
On the night of their wedding, he looked at Qi Chuhuai's gloomy face, thinking of his status as a prince, and finally plucked up the courage to pat the bed, "Are you going to sleep here tonight? I... I tell you, I won't let you touch me..."
The results speak for themselves.
He was the king, and Qi Chuhuai was the minister. The other party stared at him, took two steps back silently, then turned around and slammed the door without saying a word.
Very good.
Shen Zili lay on the bed, relieved that he had escaped death, but soon, he couldn't help having a headache again.
How should we spend the next few days...
Attacking both sexes and having no other relationship experience 1v1 HE Marriage first, love later
The arrogant prince x wooden general
Intention: Love people like flowers
