The Crown Prince Has No Right to Bend Me to His Will

Thank you all for your support ☺️ [A restrained, distant young noble heir vs. a cunning, innocent-faced courtesan of the capital] [Two Male Leads + Both Pure + Devoted Romance + Sweet Love + Mutual Pining] The Great Xuan dynasty fell. In a single night, deer roamed the Su Terrace, and grain grew in the ruins of the old palace. From then on, the former crown prince became “Young Master Lang.” Shi Ruqing grew up at Yanyu Pavilion, eating and drinking alongside the women there. But with his warm, jade-like beauty and peach-blossom face, he accidentally became Yanyu Pavilion’s top courtesan. “A man becoming the top courtesan? What kind of nonsense is that?” When the crown prince heard that the capital’s wealthy and powerful men were competing to spend fortunes just to catch a glimpse of Young Master Lang, he was naturally disdainful. Soon, everyone knew that His Highness the Crown Prince despised male courtesans and looked down on them. But for some reason, Song Yantang cast aside the dignity of the royal house and kept a delicate “songbird” in the Crown Prince’s residence in the capital. At night, Song Yantang and Shi Ruqing lay on opposite sides of a curtain, each keeping their own thoughts to themselves. Scheming Shi Ruqing gazed at Song Yantang’s profile in the shifting, dim light and sighed insincerely: “Your Highness, rumors are flying everywhere. I’m afraid they’ll offend your ears.” “Your status is exalted. It would be unwise to have too many ties to Yanyu Pavilion.” “Perhaps we should part ways here and let each other go.” Song Yantang propped his head on one hand and stared at him, utterly calm. “In that case, I’ll just marry you.” “You are the only one fit to be Crown Princess.”