Summary
When Song Yinxi was fourteen years old in a small mountain village, she suddenly learned that she was actually the princess of Daxia. In the deep palace, she met Yu Youqing. Yu Youqing regarded her as a delicate flower, and single-handedly contributed to her blooming. Everything is a conspiracy, but Song Yinxi has fallen into the trap of love and desire woven by Yu Youqing, and it is difficult to save herself. The tightly bound hands, the blended breath, the love fluid overflowing at the connection between the two of them, she was panting and weeping, but the once gentle Yu Youqing just clenched her waist, pushed deeper into her body, softly whispering in her ear. He smiled and said, “Princess… Relax.”
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