C22 The Sickly Prince X the Cold Prince Regent(22)

The carved wooden door was slammed shut again. Xie Michuan sat in the cold bath barrel with a tired look on his face.

Other than regret and pain, he felt even more ashamed in his heart. It was the young man's strength at first, but later... he lost control.

An unfamiliar name spilled out from the young man's alluring lips, like a basin of ice water pouring down on his head