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The Strategist: Genius Prince and his Venomous Consort

An unfavored Prince and a sickly daughter of a Prime Minister were brought together by a marriage bestowed by the Emperor. . . . Yan Xing, the Fifth Prince of the Yan Empire was born premature and was said to be an impotent prince. Zhao Ling, the Second Miss of the Prime Minister's household was said to be a sickly lady who couldn't be able to bear a child because of her weak body constitution. A Perfect Match! The whole empire was in clamor when the Imperial edict about the marriage was announced. "Truly a match made in heaven" "The spring night is out of reach for them. haha" "Both of them will be a short-lived ghosts. At least they can accompany each other when going down the yellow river" ........... The Wedding Night. Zhao Ling glared at the man who was pressing her on the bed, "Aren't you impotent!" Yan Xing smirked looking down at the beauty, "well, aren't you a weak and sickly lady too! How comes you are as strong as a bull?" ........... What secrets do both of them hold beneath their weak appearance? ___________ The cover art doesn't belong to me, Credits to the rightful owner. If you are the owner and want me to take it down, please comment.

Dumpling_Aunt · 历史言情
分數不夠
169 Chs

Chapter 159 Illusion and Trap

As the night stretched on, the sky adorned with the ink-black tapestry of darkness, only a few hours remained before the arrival of dawn. It was during this time frame that the Zhihua herb would unveil its captivating bloom. Seeking solace in the embrace of nature, the group found respite near the towering trees that encircled the precious herb.

Zhao Ling and Yan Xing exchanged a knowing glance, an unspoken understanding passing between them. With a shared nod, they gracefully settled upon the ground, their legs crossed in a position of tranquility and focus.

A collective sigh escaped their lips as the group, enveloped by the serene ambiance of the surroundings, seized this precious opportunity to rejuvenate their weary bodies and replenish their depleted strength. The sounds of gentle breaths filled the air, accompanied by the faint rustling of leaves in the night breeze.