The Wife-Doting Fiend: His Highness the Crown Prince Is Utterly Devoted

(QQ: 3362388978. Readers and authors are all welcome to join the discussion~) Our love has endured the trials of three lifetimes. Even if the seas dry up and the rocks crumble to dust, I will never give up on you. You leapt from a cliff and died for me. I will die with you. If I forget you, I will fall in love with you all over again. When I remembered our past and present lives, I realized our bond had begun long ago. It was all a trial, and a test. Ye Han's monologue. Her green robes and flowing sash flutter in the wind. Have you ever seen the goddess Ye Han in all her glory, cutting through every obstacle and, with delicate hands, commanding the fortunes of four kingdoms? In his black, gold-embroidered brocade robe, have you ever remembered the gifted young master Qing Han, standing by her side, his long hair streaming as he casually clasps his hands behind his back? On the Snow Clan's mountain cliffs, he said, “Doting on you is my promise. Loving you is what my heart says. And protecting you… is an unchanging vow for all eternity.” She smiled, radiant and tender. Three years later, bound by a marriage contract, she faced the same man once again, confusion flickering in her clear eyes. “Who are you?” The man smiled. “You don't remember me? That's all right. You'll remember soon enough.”