Su Qingyuan, the daughter of Shangshu Mansion, is recognized in the capital as a model of a lady from a famous family.
——If you ignore her "little habits" of always looking for soft cushions when meeting people, always hiding candy cakes in her sleeves, and never standing when she can sit.
Xiao Jingyuan, the third prince in the palace, is a moderate and transparent person in the eyes of everyone.
——Of course, this has to put aside the "coincidences" that he can always "just happen to" take out the soft cushions Su Qingyuan needs, promptly replace the strong tea she hates, and travel all over the city to buy candy cakes for her.
The whole capital thought that Miss Su's rules were the best, but only her princes and their best friends knew that Xiao Jamyuan's bottom line had long been shattered in order to pamper her.
The eldest prince is responsible for creating opportunities, the second prince is responsible for planning strategies, and the fourth prince is responsible for... Messing up and providing jokes.
Jamel Xiao is only responsible for one thing: to let Su Qingyuan continue to maintain the innocence and naivety under her "dignified" appearance.
It wasn't until the imperial edict of marriage came down that everyone suddenly realized: What kind of transparent prince is this? It is clear that he is the biggest winner who has made careful arrangements step by step and finally holds the treasure in his hands.
Su Qingyuan tugged on his sleeves, raised her head and asked, "Am I going to be lazy and eat whatever I want from now on?"
He lowered his head, his eyes filled with inextricable tenderness and determination: "Yes. With me, you can always be as comfortable as you want."
Reader comments
The atmosphere of the whole text is like the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, warm and pleasant. The plot progresses like a stream, naturally and smoothly. Occasionally there are small misunderstandings or external waves, which are like pebbles falling into water. After a few ripples, they bring each other's hearts closer.
The atmosphere of the whole text is like the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, warm and pleasant. The plot progresses like a stream, naturally and smoothly. Occasionally there are small misunderstandings or external waves, which are like pebbles falling into water. After a few ripples, they bring each other's hearts closer.