C142 Emperor Bestowed Marriage

After that, Xia Yushan lay in the crown prince's embrace. The crown prince lowered his head to play with her black hair, occasionally brushing her cheeks with the ends of his hair.

"No, Crown Prince, it's so itchy." Xia Yushan pouted as she protested coquettishly.

Xuanyuan Yi Jue looked at her with an evil grin on his face, "You've already said so much today that you don't want to