Xiao Caicai, the daughter of a salt merchant in the south of the Yangtze River, an ENFP little sun full of whimsical ideas, was given a marriage proposal by a piece of paper to Xuanyuan Che, the powerful King Yi with a cold face like the King of Hell.
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> The whole capital laughed at her as "a country bumpkin who flies to the golden branch and will be rejected by the prince sooner or later".
> When she opened a shop, they laughed at her as a merchant; when she saved people, they laughed at her for being a grandstanding person.
> Xiao Caicai didn't care and continued her happy road to wealth. She also confessed to her prince every day: "My prince, you look better today!"
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> Xuanyuan Che's face was as cold as ice and he never responded.
> Until at the palace banquet, the noble daughter of the aristocratic family openly made things difficult for her and ridiculed her for smelling like copper.
> King Yi, who had always been silent, suddenly crushed the wine glass and drove the frightened noble lady out of the palace.
> He held Xiao Caicai's hand in public, his voice cold but clear:
> **"My princess, is it your turn to make irresponsible remarks? Even if she bought the entire imperial city, I can afford it."**
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> That night, Xiao Caicai was dumbfounded when he looked at the hundred boxes of gold carried into the treasury.
> The man still had a straight face, but his ears were slightly red: "... Take the flowers. As long as you are happy."
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> **[They didn't know that the key to this cold-faced prince's private treasury had been thrust into her hands as early as their wedding night. **
