On the Wedding Day, the Princess Was Reborn in the Sedan Chair

In the previous life, they had been in love for eight years and spent countless money. Xu Zhiyi's grandson-to-be fell in love with her concubine. "Zhiyi, although Xian'er is my quasi-empress, you are also my quasi-imperial concubine. What else are you dissatisfied with?" Grandma is a claw. The sedan chair was reborn, and Xu Zhiyi turned around to marry the sick uncle of the Seventh Emperor. What's wrong with being a little sick? That's also the top of the scumbag's 'food chain'. Even the scumbag has to kneel down and call her aunt. She punched the scumbag and stepped on white lotus, and her life was going smoothly. Her only dissatisfaction was with the 'cold and cold' prince, otherwise she would be the first to leave? Lu Jingxing forced the fleeing princess into a corner. "Is this king a sick man?" "Is this king cold?" "When I warm your bed every day, have you forgotten how hot I am?"