Mist shrouded the cold waters, and the moon hung over the sands.
At this moment, within the courtyard of the Demon Sect.
Guan Qinghan's pretty face was flushed red, her whole being still in a daze.
She could not have imagined that her clever plan, to switch herself for the Crown Prince, would end up in such a predicament.
She had played the role of the Crown Prince very successfully, but the problem was, she was too successful.
She could accept being targeted by the Demon Lord, but she could not accept that she was developing feelings for him.
Moreover, she was having such shameful reactions.
While she was overwhelmed with embarrassment and indignation...
Rustle rustle!
Leaves scattered as a shadow swooped down from the moonlight.
The figure was graceful and supple.
At a glance, one could see the figure's voluptuousness, which also seemed to waste fabric somewhat.
The purple semi-transparent garment was draped over the body, clinging tightly to the skin as smooth as jade.
