The Cat's Out of the Bag! I'm Not Being Crown Princess Anymore

A deal bound Qiao Qingyun, who had transmigrated, to the most beloved younger son of the current emperor. As promised, she became the crown princess of Chuyuan.

On their wedding night, he began to undress. She looked up coldly. "What are you doing?"

"Sleeping with my wife and making a son." He didn't stop moving.

She pressed a silver needle against an acupoint on his neck. "Has anyone ever told you that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she's like a flower dipped in poison, able to kill without shedding a drop of blood?"

He raised his long eyes slightly, then snatched the needle from her hand in an instant. "At best, you're a foxtail weed."

"..."

Qiao Qingyun gritted her teeth and knocked the man down. "And what are you? A little yellow flower in a field?"

In the blink of an eye, the silver needle in her other hand swiftly sank into the man's neck, and he went still at once.

After getting out of bed, she even saw fire ignite in the man's eyes.

Qiao Qingyun smiled. 886, contract crown prince!