The Soft Princess Is Very Good at Flirting, and the Ascetic Powerful Minister Pampers Her Every Night

[The arrogant and noble eldest princess (who loves money more than lust) × the cold-bellied, black-faced, charming, tea-black-vinegar, powerful minister] Song Wan, an urban cow horse, died suddenly after working overtime for days and dancing late at night, and her soul passed through the eldest princess of the Qing Kingdom with the same name and surname. Heavenly family is rich and noble, defying heaven and changing destiny. Even if she is the legendary troublemaker in the eyes of the world who quickly recruited ninety-nine famous men into the harem three years after her fiancé's death. I thought I could enjoy wealth and wealth, but I unexpectedly discovered the secret under the bed. Maybe my late husband's death was not an accident! The death of the original owner left no place to complain! What's even more frightening is that the other end of the secret passage leads to the bedroom of the current prime minister, Jiang Jinye. Jiang Jinye, known as Zhang Taiyue in the court and Xiao Zhuge in the army, is such an aloof and peerless figure. It's a pity that he is disabled.   Song Wan thought, looking at him sitting in a wheelchair, coughing and sick, he might not be able to give birth, right? When the villain planned to give Song Wan, an eyesore and domineering star, to a foreign race as a princess. Prime Minister Jiang, who had always been arrogant, cold and aloof, lowered his head and asked the emperor for orders to marry the eldest princess and be with her for the rest of their lives. Song Wan's heart was filled with excitement and she slapped herself in the face. A disabled prime minister and an absurd eldest princess, a perfect match made in heaven. When Song Wan was confused, Sir, you said that the purpose of digging the secret tunnel was to facilitate communication about political affairs, but why do you always sneak over and crawl into His Highness's bed? ? ! ! ! ! Jiang Jinye is innocent: When I was disabled in the past, the remaining poison in my body was not cleared away, and the root cause of the disease was found. Your Highness's body is as hot as a small stove in the world. Can I hold him to warm you? Song Wan's eyebrows twitched. When it comes to appearance, the ninety-nine seniors in Linfeng Ju are no match for you, Lord Jiang.