“Your Highness, we have an agreement,” Chen Fan transmitted to the princess.0

“Why so much chatter? Are you going to tell my father that you touched me, hugged me, and even shared a bed with me—but it’s all just a joke?” she replied with a sly smile. 0

Chen Fan’s face darkened, and he said, “When did we sleep together?!”0

“I laid in your bed, didn’t I?” she shot back with a cold sneer. “As for what happens next, we’ll deal with it later.”0

Chen Fan was thoroughly dumbfounded. He had known from the start—this wasn’t a noble princess but a full-fledged demonic trickster.0

“Father, how is Xiaofan’s matter progressing?”0

“Chen Fan, she told me about your matter. From what I know, those who cross...0