The sick prince killed gently
After fifteen years of exile, the daughter of the Bendi family lived a poor life that was not as good as that of mortals. Hua Qi Fan always thought that this life was to be accompanied by yellow sand all day long.
But after all, the world is unpredictable. Once the emperor's family was harmonious, she was a bargaining chip, so she could only bid farewell to her master and enter the Hajj to see her.
Above the main hall, Prince Yan opened his mouth and asked, "I haven't seen you for so many years, do you still remember me?" Hua Qifan shook his head and chuckled: "I'm afraid the prince is laughing." "Night, out of the palace.
Hua Qi fan's back was waved to the half-naked Prince Yan.
"Hurry up and put on your clothes, what kind of body are you going to be?" Prince Yan hooked his lips and smiled,
"The princess came uninvited late at night, what do you want?"