Perverted Little Princess

As the kingdom's princess and Como XIV's youngest little princess, Qianxi had been showered with the royal family's boundless affection. What kind of handsome, rugged men had she not seen?

Yet once everyone else learned of her identity as a princess, every one of them rushed over to fawn on her.

Some even tried to pull off some sort of reversal in attitude—being cold, disdainful, and so on.

But in Qianxi's eyes, those tricks were far too lame. After playing along for a few days, she grew sick of them.

Now, seeing Samlet wearing the same icy expression, she was about to lose interest. Yet when she sensed the faint killing intent hidden in his gaze, a bright smile instantly bloomed across her lovely face.

Killing intent? Sure enough, there was another fresh sensation for her to experience.

At this moment, Qianxi still believed Samlet was one of those people pursuing her who liked to play at contrasts. To keep herself from getting bored, she did not expose him directly and instead said to Samlet:

"Are you all right? Was this princess's carriage going too fast? Did it frighten you? Where are you going? This princess can give you a ride."

The coachman had not expected the willful princess to actually show concern for this brat in front of her. Looking at the boy's decent appearance, could it be that the princess wanted to toy with someone again?

Naturally, the coachman knew his own princess's temperament. His resentment over Samlet being thrown aside quickly turned into pity for him.

Samlet could not help frowning. He had not concealed his killing intent just now. Given this princess's strength, she should have noticed it. Why was she still inviting him aboard?

Samlet had no idea just how twisted some people could become