I originally thought that if she could make me happy, it would be fine to marry her to warm my bed, but what happened yesterday made me very angry!

I, a prince, was actually schemed and used by a woman from the Western Regions. She really deserves to die!"

The third prince frowned, "Sixth brother, don't mess around."

"Don't worry, Third Brother. I just don't want her to have an easy time. I won't take her life."

After saying this, the Sixth Prince turned around and left the palace.

Soon, he arrived at the inn and went straight to Aimu's room.

With a bang, the door of the room was pushed open heavily, and Aimu inside was startled.

Seeing the Sixth Prince's expression, her heart tightened.

The Sixth Prince closed the door and bolted it, then walked towards Aimu who was sitting quietly on the stool with a heavy face.

He pulled the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and gently lifted Ayimu's chin, "Ayimu, father has agreed to let this prince take you as a concubine, are you happy?"

"Ayimu is naturally...happy."

"Really?" The Sixth Prince's subordinate slowly changed his movements and pinched Ayimu's chin. "This prince... is also very happy."

Aimu pursed her lips tightly, her eyes trembling with fear. She didn't expect the Sixth Prince to have such a terrifying side.

The Sixth Prince's hand slowly moved down, passed across Aimu's neck and collarbone, and then reached inside.

Ayimu raised his hand and grasped the Sixth Prince's hand, "Your Highness, please don't do this. Ayimu doesn't want to."

The Sixth Prince curled his lips and sneered, leaning over to whisper in her ear, "Don't want to? What qualifications do you have to say you don't want to?"

As the voice fell, the Sixth Prince suddenly tore off Aimu's clothes, revealing her proud roundness.

He lowered his head and sucked and bit roughly.

Aimu struggled hard, and in excitement he slapped the Sixth Prince loudly.

The Sixth Prince became furious all of a sudden, and he grabbed Ayimu's arm and pulled her towards the bed.

He threw Aimu heavily onto the bed, and his movements were even more rough than before, tearing her dress.

The cold hand was reaching somewhere.

Ayimu shrank back and pleaded with tears in her eyes, "Your Highness, please don't."

"No? Didn't you rush to devote yourself to my third brother? Why are you pretending to be innocent now?"

"Do you know that you are very cheap and disgusting?"

Aimu covered her exposed spring light with her hands and explained: "Your Highness, nothing happened between me and the Third Prince."

"You want something to happen, but unfortunately my third brother doesn't like a bitch like you."

The Sixth Prince warned her not to disobey her, otherwise things would be even worse.

The cold hand reached into the deepest part unexpectedly.

"Well!"

The Sixth Prince leaned over, tore off all her remaining clothes, and gently ran his fingertips over her skin.

"Come on, repeat to me how you seduced my third brother yesterday."

Aimu turned his head to the side and shook his head.

The Sixth Prince grabbed her hand and led her in a certain direction, his voice filled with a piercing smile, "Is that so?"