After Crazily Criticizing the Beauty, His Highness Was Cremated in the Crematorium.

●Criticize the beauty Zhou Yan × the ruthless prince Xiao Qi Third person/non-cookie/non-time travel/more plot-oriented/the plot in the second half of the volume is more fantasy and mixed I've been dreaming a lot lately. I always see a frozen silver cemetery in my dreams. ——Cold, like a home. I told Xiao Qi about this, but he didn't believe me. Staring straight at it makes my scalp tingle: Space undergoes rejection every ten years, and you can live for four more years. This is funny. ... Where is there anything about living or not living or dying? I died when I saw that painting. But I dare not laugh. He is the king of a country, and he lives and kills. One sentence can tie me to another century, and one sentence can cut off space. I didn't dare piss him off - I wanted to go home. Four years is such a long time... But at least there was hope, so I gritted my teeth and endured until this day. Unfortunately, it didn't snow in Yejing that night. He burst into tears from laughter and said that my life was so cheap that even God would not give me a ride. I also laughed, and the happier I laughed, the faster I walked... As I walked, I suddenly couldn't lift my legs. He was so strong that my bones would break. "... Please! Don't leave. I will do anything for you... From heaven to earth, wherever my hands can reach, I will let you speak." Depend on me for everything? "Xiao Qi, I only wish you a long life." ——To die alone.