Your Royal Highness, the Eldest Princess, Forgive Me.

Later, Princess Linchuan recalled her life. She spent the first half of her life walking on thin ice, making friends with the moonlight in Dongdu every night. Once, she was willful and appointed a minor official as her consort. Therefore, every morning from now on, I would be asked, "Did your Highness sleep peacefully last night?" Her consort is one of the most handsome, but weak, people in the east capital. He was saying that he wanted to protect himself, but the driver pushed him so hard that he fell down... Thinking of this, Linchuan was amused again. She raised her head and stared at the jade-faced man who had long lost his youth, "Will your consort blame me?" It was her fault that she had dragged him into the royal family's muddy waters in a fit of temper. The man looked down at her with his usual gentle smile, "Que has never blamed His Highness." After all, he had been planning for three years and calculated a total of 223 possibilities. And what she thought was just two hundred and twenty-thirds with a finger. She always does multiple-choice questions. "Others are like hills, which can still be crossed; Your Highness is like the sun and moon, shining high on the mountains and rivers, which are insurmountable!" Note: The background is fictitious, the official system is fictitious, the heroine is going crazy, please don't enter if you don't mind.