Princess of the North Campus

He was the cruelest and most violent warrior of Da Qi. He killed his father and brother at the age of fifteen, and spent seven years fighting in the world. Whether it was through conspiracy, traps, or deceit, there was never anything he couldn't get. He had the power over the world, and controlled life and death in the world. He thought that everything could be taken away... She is a princess who came from time-travel to a subjugated country, and she does not have any of the luck and glory of the time-traveling protagonist. When the country collapsed, he exchanged identities with his personal maid and was sold into a brothel, but he still couldn't escape his fate. Highlights: "Come here, lock this bitch into the wolf park!" He looked at her stubborn and unyielding eyes with disdain. He wanted to see how long a cheap slave could last! … "Being able to serve me is a blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes. I will make you beg to sleep on my bed!" He smiled extremely coldly, waved one arm, and the horse's hooves flew. She saw the maid she cared about most being held behind the horse, and her thin body was about to be buried in the dust. The shouts and blood stains made her want to kill this devil! "Let her go, stop it!" However, he still looked down at him like a king, curling his lips and sneering, "Are you begging me?" She closed her eyes and bit her lip, tears falling down her face, "I beg the king to let her go. I am willing to serve the king... Rest." Then, it was his wild and cold laughter. Highlights: "No! I beg you not to kill him! I can agree to all your conditions!" She begged and shouted, she wanted nothing at this moment, as long as he could live! He turned around like a blood-devouring beast, his eyes full of cruelty and blood, "I don't have to kill him, as long as you swear not to leave the palace for the rest of your life, even if I get tired of you, you will die in my palace!" … Seeing her weak smile with revengeful pleasure, he had the urge to kill! He grabbed her delicate neck, his eyes were red, "Who allowed you to have a baby without permission? Who gave you the courage to kill this king's bloodline!" She was still smiling, with a stubborn, unyielding and domineering look in her eyes, "You can kill me to avenge your child!" … The top of the mountain was vast, and the cold wind penetrated the clothes, making them bitingly cold. She blocked his cold sword with her body, "Let him go! Never hurt him again! I am willing to serve you as a slave for the rest of my life!" He raised his eyebrows, and his ruthless and cold eyes finally had a trace of wildness. He locked his eyes on her beautiful tears and determination, and opened his lips and said, "I want your love, even a little bit." … This article is heart-wrenching, but it is by no means sad for the sake of being sad. The introduction is all clouds, but the excitement is all in the text.