Sexy Bone Prisoner

Xie Jingyuan, the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is a solitary blade stained with blood. At the age of twelve, he put on armor and went to war, and at the age of seventeen, he conquered the enemy's capital. Underneath his handsome face was the ruthlessness of a wolf, withdrawn, paranoid, moody, and feared by both the government and the public. He once became red-eyed for a person. When she married someone else, he chopped half of the bluestones on the street with his sword. Then he turned around and stationed at the border, letting the wind and sand bury his burning obsession. Shen Mingyue, the princess of the Southern Kingdom, is the pearl held in high esteem by all the stars. At the age of sixteen, she first bloomed, inheriting her mother's world-famous beauty. Her brows were slightly raised with an exotic aura, the charm at the end of her eyes was seductive, and her figure was so plump that the painting eclipsed it. The king dotes on her to the core, her brother protects her, and she has a childhood sweetheart who promises her a stable life. She is as docile as a cat and never knows what resistance is. She only looks forward to marrying her sweetheart as soon as possible and living a stable life. A piece of paper and a personal edict stopped her thoughts. In order to protect the southern country from danger, Shen Mingyue suppressed her love, married to the East Palace, and became Xie Jingyuan's nominal wife. She made a three-part agreement with him: they would pretend to be a married couple for three years, and when he ascended the throne, he would let her return to her hometown and marry the man of her heart. At that time, he was filled with old memories and responded casually, but there was already an undercurrent surging in his eyes. At the end of the three-year period, she held the paperwork to return home and left the capital, almost as if she was running away. The wind in the south is still warm, and the sedan chair of my childhood sweetheart is waiting outside the palace gate. On her wedding day, the red candles were burning and the joy was noisy. She was wearing a wedding dress and was about to step out of the boudoir, when a black figure blocked the door like a ghost. Xie Jingyuan stood against the light, his handsome face covered with frost, and he bent down close to her ear. His breath was as cold as the snow on the border: "My lonely princess, are you in such a hurry to get married?" Before he finished speaking, he had already grabbed her wrist and took her away by force regardless of her struggle and the exclamations of others. The horse crushed Hongzhuang and her hopes. "Xie Jingyuan! You don't keep your word!" She cried in his arms and her eyes turned red, but she only got him to restrain her even tighter. "Believe it?" He chuckled with a destructive paranoia, "Gu said that I would let you go, but I never said that you could marry someone else if you left. Shen Mingyue, you are Gu's crown princess. You are a lonely person in life, and a lonely ghost in death." He tore off her wedding dress, locked her bedroom, and declared his possession in the most ruthless way. The old love has long since turned into ashes, and the object of his madness now is her, the gorgeous southern flower he is trying to escape from. Her childhood sweetheart became a thorn in his side, her meekness became the reason for his violence, and every drop of her tears became poison that nourished his possessiveness. "Whoever you like or whom you want to marry is not up to you." He pinched her chin and forced her to look at the madness in his eyes. "From the day you married into the East Palace, your life and your heart can only belong to Gu." Robbery is his instinct, and moodiness is his normal state. He imprisoned her in the depths of the East Palace, used his power to crush her thoughts, and used his paranoia to wear away her resistance. Even if she hated him to the core, he would still completely fold this flower that was dyed with someone else's breath into the palm of his hand and dye it with his unique brand. This entanglement that started as a conspiracy eventually turned into his out-of-control plunder. The freedom and home she thought were just the bait he set out, just waiting for her to taste the sweetness before dragging her back deeper into hell with his own hands. When gentleness meets madness, when old love confronts possession, can she find a glimmer of hope from this paranoid cage? Intention: Madness imprisons beauty, love and hate are locked in the palace.