The whole city knew that I was a poor kid picked up by the Prince Regent, and I became a laughing stock after the prince broke off the engagement in public.
Only I know clearly that it was a play that I took the initiative to ask the prince to perform, just to test the man's mind.
Late at night, wrapped in a thin blanket, I successfully "accidentally" rolled into the arms of the Prince Regent for the third time.
He pinched my chin and said in a hoarse voice, "My dear, what excuse do you want to use this time?"
I blinked and said innocently: "The quilt is too thin, the palace charcoal fire is not enough, it's so cold."
He chuckled softly, took me into his arms, and rubbed my wrist that was injured when we broke off the engagement with his fingertips.
There was a dark color in his eyes that I couldn't understand: "Since you feel cold, why don't I change you to a warmer position, for example, the mistress of this palace?"
I was stunned for a moment, then took the initiative to put my arms around his neck: "Is your lord making an official announcement?"
He leaned over my ear, bit my earlobe lightly, and breathed hotly:
"It's a seal."
[He+loving wife+nurture+sweet pet+plainness is true]
