The Charming Princess of the Evil King

This article is one-on-one and loving. The male and female protagonists are both physically and mentally clean, so you can rest assured. She, Qian Lingyan'er, the third daughter of the Duke's Palace, was sent to Tianshan by her father since she was a child. She was not sent back to the mansion until she was ten years old. But even when she was sent back to the mansion, her so-called father threw her into the most remote place in the mansion and was forgotten by everyone. And she, Qian Lingyan'er, the daughter of a modern gang leader, has been killing people since she was a child. Countless lives ended in her hands, blood spattered all over her body, and her heart was cold. After an accident, when she became her, was it a continuation of cowardice and melancholy? Or is it the beginning of a vigorous and vigorous campaign? Besides her, there is also him. He, Nangong Xie, was the idle prince of Feng Shuo Kingdom. He usually ignored political affairs and was never willing to interfere in the royal family's overt and secret struggles. At the same time, he also had an unknown identity. He is a monster, evil and charming. His seductive peach blossom eyes have captivated the hearts of countless girls, but he cannot enter her eyes alone, let alone her heart. He works hard to please the beautiful woman step by step. Can he finally win her back? She was indifferent, lonely, and had an alluring appearance that attracted countless handsome men, but none of them could catch her eye, except for him, the man who gradually warmed her cold heart. When they met for the first time, he ruthlessly called her...'Wife', while she... Indifferently called him...'Madman'. One meeting and one rescue. From then on, the two were linked and entangled for a lifetime. One of the small fragments, the first meeting: One dark and windy night. She was walking alone on a cold and silent mountain. Suddenly, before she could react, her foot was suddenly grabbed from behind. She turned around suddenly and kicked hard to the side with her other foot... She couldn't help but stare wide-eyed at the man holding her foot. Under the weak moonlight, the blood on the man's body shone with crystal clear light, and the foot she kicked out... Was actually held motionless in the man's hand. "Lady..." The man lying on the ground suddenly raised his head, and a low and sexy voice suddenly sounded in the silent night sky. His narrow and bright eyes looked motionlessly at the woman caught by him, and his thin and sexy lips outlined a beautiful arc. The woman looked at the man quietly, and after trying hard to move her feet to no avail, she coldly said to the man lying on the ground, "Madman, take your claws away." "Don't... Ma'am... I'm hurt." The man's narrow phoenix eyes immediately turned into a look as pitiful as a deer's, which really aroused a woman's sympathy. But is she a woman? No, her body is female, but her heart is not. "Who is your wife? Get out..." The cold and ruthless voice sounded in the night sky again, and the woman swung her feet hard again. What surprised her was that this time she easily shook it off. When she lowered her head, she saw that the man had fainted... The woman turned around and walked away heartlessly... Small fragment two, identity chapter: A white jade mask covered his peerless appearance, absorbing all of his evil and charming temperament into his body, and revealed his domineering and kingly aura, but Ren made her feel extra familiar. "Who are you anyway?" Qian Lingyan'er looked at the man standing in front of her. Although he was wearing a mask and she couldn't see his true face, his aura always made her feel familiar. "No matter who I am, you just need to know that I am the one who loves you." The voice was magnetic and low, extremely sexy. Feng Mu glanced deeply at the person in front of him, then turned around and disappeared in a flash. Now was not the time to let her know his identity. ... Small excerpt three, Milkman: "Uncle, I want that!" The little baby said in a milky voice, her big eyes full of cunning. A little milk baby suddenly rushed into Nangong Xie's arms, pointed at the candied haws held by someone downstairs, and said in a milky voice. Nangong Xie stiffened his body and looked at the little baby lying in his arms, obviously not reacting yet. When he reacted, the surrounding air temperature suddenly dropped several degrees, and his narrow phoenix eyes were so cold that he almost froze to death. "