The Fierce Wife of the Romantic Prince

Having died once, she cherishes life more than anyone else. But her identity is extremely troublesome. The emperor robs, the queen robs, do you think she is a puppet? The romantic prince is the kind of person she hates to see the most. But he couldn't escape the arrangement of fate. The hatred between the country and the family is not important. The important thing is that he is willing to provide a comfortable life for her. What to do? This article is one-to-one, clean physically and mentally. Small theater Fragment 1 "The face is very handsome, and the figure is great..." Yiluo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "What a perfect one-night stand partner. Although I suffered a bit..." One night stand? Although he understood the meaning of these words, this was the first time he heard them. Yiluo threw herself on Gu Yingli with all her teeth and claws, buried her head on his shoulder, and took a deep breath. "I like this smell too." The desire in her body was relieved by this breath. She lowered her head, her eyes were slightly blurred, and the sun shone on her face, which was so beautiful that it was suffocating. "Although you are not clean physically and mentally, I have no choice now. Let you take advantage of it. Afterwards, we will go to different sides and go to different sides. How about that?" "No!" Gu Yingli refused. Pulling her hand away, her body immediately retreated as far as a battle away. Stay away from Yiluo. "Just to make matters worse, you're not a virgin, so you're refusing a free lunch?" Yuluo pounced on him again, raising and lowering his hands, "Don't refuse and welcome back." Fragment 2 "I am a princess of the same country, the biological daughter of the empress, and the prince is my brother. I am pretty, and I will get a generous dowry. Will you suffer a loss if I marry you? Besides, I have no intention of becoming the first wife, and am willing to be a concubine. You love beauty, and all of my twelve girls are beautiful and fragrant. When I marry you, they will all be yours." Murong is bound to win the pearl. She heard it, Gu Yingli, it was a peach blossom. "In my opinion, this is a great thing." Dressed in men's clothing, she smiled intriguingly. "That's it." Gu Yingli smiled like a fox, "As a brother, I really don't dare to take it all to myself. How about giving you the princess's twelve beautiful girls?" Fragment 3 Adding water and kneading the dough, my face was covered with sweat and flour, and I was in a hurry. When he heard the footsteps, he pointed to the kitchen behind him and asked him to do the work. "Go and light a fire and boil some water." Kua Haikou said that he would cook the noodles with his own hands and eat them. Who knew that eating them was easier than making them. Within a moment, the room was filled with thick smoke, which made her burst into tears. She turned around and said in surprise: "Why is it you?" I saw Gu Yingli squatting in front of the stove regardless of appearance, holding firewood in his hand, lowering his head and blowing into the stove, with tears on his eyelashes and a dark look on his face. Hearing Yiluo speak, he raised his eyebrows with a smile. "Why can't it be me?" Yiluo hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him out of the door: "How dare you trouble the majestic prince with such a trivial matter?" The young man opened his mouth when clothes came and he asked him to light the fire. Was this a rhythm that would choke her to death? Gu Yingli seemed to have read her thoughts and walked into the room: "My majestic princess can make noodles. What's wrong with me lighting the fire? Don't stop me, otherwise I will think you look down on me. You know the consequences." There was a long meaning in the peach blossom eyes. Yiluo backed away and muttered: "The fire is not burning, the smoke is so big, and you are clumsy. I don't want to look down on you."