Princess Consort Feng Qing, known for his playful charm, couldn’t fathom how he’d landed in such a predicament. Despite being the most striking man in town, he found himself perched precariously on the wall of a powerful figure’s estate. A certain royal smirked, amused by his predicament. “You stumbled right into my grasp,” the prince teased, his voice laced with mischief. “Did you really believe you could toy with me and slip away? Such audacity won’t go unpunished.” With a sly grin, he added, “Consider this your sentence—serving as my princess consort. I’ll ensure you learn proper manners under my guidance.” The prince’s tone left no room for argument, sealing Feng Qing’s fate with a mix of amusement and authority. The once-carefree flirt now faced a future of playful yet firm discipline, bound to the whims of his new royal captor.
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