The Prince Is Above and the Concubine Is Below

Her red gauze wedding dress was spread out on the green grass, "Look carefully, this is your bridal chamber, I am the one who owns you, not your childhood sweetheart..." That day, she humiliated herself and became his woman and his pet. He liked to play with her in various positions; she accepted everything he wanted, charming to the core, but she was holding on to him every step of the way, just wanting to escape. Little did he know that she had long since become the envy of all women in the world. In this world, hate is often also love, and love is also hate. Only when there is hatred can there be love, and only when there is love can there be hatred. Hate and love, twisted together, it is love and hate. Going around and around, just waiting for the relatives to come into the pit and accompany Se Se all the way...