Synopsis
"Son, come bathe with me!" Five-year-old Ye Qiqi hauled Mo Hanqing straight into the tub and — with zero hesitation — grabbed his little radish.
Mo Hanqing's face went green. Teeth grinding. But the kid had him outmaneuvered and he was in no position to fight back.
Eight years pass. Now he's the King of Jing'an — cold, ruthless, feared across the Mo Kingdom as the finest son the realm has produced. Rumors say he can't stand women. Some whisper about the sleeve-cutting habit.
