Prisoner with a Hairpin

In order to survive, I robbed a gentle and gentle young master, and then he was sold into the palace and became his sixth brother's "personal" maid. He was the feared Prince Ning. He insisted that I was a spy sent by the enemy. He named me "Ruhua" and trapped me by his side to torture me day and night. I battled wits and courage, played heaven and earth, pretended to be green tea and white lotus, just to make him dislike me and drive me out of the palace. But instead of being fooled, he actually turned me from a maid who was trained every day to his exclusive cook? Bowls of human fireworks actually smoked this thousand-year-old iceberg. I thought I was getting the overbearing prince's script for a long-lasting love. It wasn't until he bled for me and I turned around for him that I discovered that the truly paranoid hunter had always been hiding in his original tenderness. The seventh prince who I robbed was using the craziest love to build a bloody hell for me.