[A little foodie lost among the people × a cold-faced Crown Prince father; no romance; a pampered little troublemaker adored by all]
Great Xia's stone-faced Crown Prince, Xia Yu, wakes up after three years in a coma to find a three-year-old toddler in his arms.
The Emperor strokes his beard with a smile. “She's your daughter.”
Xingbao: “Daddy smells so good! I want osmanthus cakes!”
From then on, the Eastern Palace never knows peace.
She climbs over walls, hunts for bird eggs, and beats up the young masters of noble families. Ministers submit memorials to complain every day.
The cold-faced Crown Prince: “...What happened to my image?”
