Everyone in the capital knew that the Shen family, the chief minister, and the eldest princess's palace were in a tense situation, and they were facing tit-for-tat in the court every day.
As the delicate daughter of the chief minister's family, Shen Qingcheng's favorite thing to do on weekdays was to bring bad luck to Lu Qi'an, the only son of the eldest princess and the eldest son of Qingliu.
Until one day, Shen Qingcheng had a "sticking life-saving system" in her mind.
"Ding! Please touch the target person Lu Qian within ten seconds, otherwise you will die of heartache!"
So, at the bustling spring banquet, Shen Qingcheng, who was about to lift the table, slipped and fell into Lu Qian's arms in full view of everyone, and hugged his waist tightly.
The whole place was dead silent.
Lu Qi'an's face was ashen and he gritted his teeth: "Shen Qingcheng, what tricks are you playing?"
"I said my foot slipped, do you believe it?" Shen Qingcheng was about to cry but had no tears.
Later, Shen Qingcheng was forced to start the road of forcible seduction.
Sending love letters, blocking carriages, and even climbing over walls in the middle of the night.
Just when Shen Qingcheng felt that Lu Qian'an would definitely draw his sword to kill her, the system suddenly broadcast the other party's voice:
"Why didn't she come to block me today?"
"This sachet is really ugly with embroidery, but I'll accept it for now."
"It's over... I seem to be really done."
Finally one day, Shen Qingcheng couldn't bear this fatal task and was about to run away, but was blocked behind the rockery by the cold and dignified prince with red eyes.
He grabbed her waist tightly and his voice was hoarse: "You want to run away after flirting? Shen Qingcheng, I will give you my life, you are not allowed to leave."
