After returning with her son, she stirred up a storm, but she looked harmless and smiled lightly.
But he was busy covering her waistcoat tightly, performing thirty-six tricks just to drive away the crazy bees and butterflies around her.
"My princess doesn't have medical skills, but her hands can only do embroidery..."
"My princess doesn't know martial arts. She has a delicate body and is easily knocked down..."
"My princess doesn't know how to use poison. She is gentle, kind and lovable..."
"My princess..."
Everyone stared angrily, "Prince, what is the virtue of your princess? Do you really have no idea about it?"
