I am dressed as Princess Chongxi, and my husband is a useless prince who has been paralyzed for three years.
On the wedding night, I was crying while eating: "My lord, go in peace, I will eat all the delicacies in the capital for you!"
A sudden roar came from the coffin: "Cry in a lower voice! And... Let me have a leg from the roasted chicken!"
It turns out that he pretended to be paralyzed for three years just to avoid trouble.
Now that his leg is healed, he relies on me: "The princess' acting skills are superb, why not continue to play me as a terminally ill person?"
The two of us pretend to be miserable mandarin ducks during the day, and cook skewers and hot pot at night.
The Queen Mother sent people to monitor her, and we pulled her to perform a rehabilitated square dance.
The emperor granted a concubine in marriage, and the prince had an "epileptic" seizure on the spot. I added to the drama with tears in my eyes: "I'm so lucky! I need to pay more!"
Until the palace banquet, the emperor asked the prince to perform a sword dance to entertain.
The prince was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so I pinched my thigh violently, "the old disease relapsed".
He picked me up and ran away: "The princess has an emergency and needs to go back home immediately for acupuncture!"
There was a rumor all over the capital that after King Jing's congratulations, his paralysis was cured, but his brain was damaged.
