I, the daughter of Jing Zhaoyin, have been engaged seven times since I was born, and all my fiancés have "corrected their evil ways and returned to the right ways."
The dandy prince escaped into Buddhism and returned to his hometown to cultivate the land. Even the most domineering young general changed his career as a storyteller.
The eighth time, the notorious King of Zhenbei came to hire him personally.
As soon as I picked up the tea cup, the ancestral sword on his waist suddenly sounded a warning, and peach blossoms bloomed in the scabbard.
King Zhenbei's face turned pale: "Are you the 'Gu Luan Sha' who specializes in marriage?"
I looked at the sword that was instantly wrapped with peach blossoms, and nodded shyly: "Your Majesty, why don't you go to the temple to meditate first?"
He crushed the tea cup, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Very good, I am in need of a princess to control the house."
"We are getting married in three days. You - you are the only one who can overcome the infatuation of the 'sisters' in this queen's backyard."
