Yu Jiao transmigrated, and on the very night she arrived, dressed in wedding robes, she hid in an alley and ran into a man clad in red.
“Hi, what a coincidence. Are you running away from a marriage too?”
“Mm.”
“I’m supposed to marry Chu Yin. What about you?”
He scoffed. “My name is Chu Yin.”
After becoming the consort of the sickly yet dangerously enchanting Prince Yan, Yu Jiao lived in constant fear. Rumor had it that every Princess Consort of Yan would not survive more than three days.
Tilting her head, Yu Jiao asked, “How long have we been married?”
Chu Yin replied, “Good girl, two hundred and twenty-two days, two hours, and two quarters of an hour.”
There were also rumors that Prince Yan was ruthless and abstinent.
Yet at night, Chu Yin lifted the blanket and moved closer. “Good girl, kiss me~”
Sweet and delicate little white rabbit × obsessive, sickly prince
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