Paranoid evil princess × gentle and dank champion man
On the surface, she was the most favored princess of the Wei Dynasty, and she was raised in the care of the queen.
No one in the capital dares to offend him. He has a good-looking appearance, but his temper is extremely cruel and cruel.
There are rumors that the prince of the Hou family had one of his legs broken just after he came up to chat with him for a few words.
Just like this, a princess who was called evil by everyone, felt pity for a scholar on the east street one day. Not only did she help him pick up the book, but she also broke the finger of the man who pushed the scholar down.
"Oh, I saw that the scholar was very good-looking. Maybe the princess had already been with him..." Before the aunt could finish her words, she was pushed out of the teahouse.
Just listen to the Yamen servant saying, "Talk about the princess in private, fight ten times."
Now the rumors in Beijing are getting more and more fierce.
The emperor was furious after hearing this and called Wei Qingyi, "Zhao Ning, can you see for yourself how ridiculous this is?"
After hearing this, Wei Qingyi smiled in her voice, "Father, there is no need to be angry." With a gleam in his eyes, he added, "How about killing the scholar?"
When the source of the rumor dies, it will naturally dissipate.
The princess, who had never been in solitary confinement, was ordered not to leave the palace until the end of spring.
When we met again, that person had already won the first place.
Wei Qingyi was sitting in the best box by the window in Qiongyu Building. When she looked around, she saw that the man was wearing a red robe with a number one scholar, a black gauze hat with gold flowers on his head, and a big red cross tied on his chest. He looked very beautiful.
She narrowed her eyes, "So it's him."
"Lingtang." She raised her eyebrows slightly and winked at the person beside her.
Hearing a cry of surprise from the street, half of the red flowers on the champion's body were broken off.
Jiang Huai Yan let the red flowers hang randomly, but his face looked gentle. He looked towards Qiong Yulou on the left, and just happened to bump into Wei Qingyi's smiling eyes.
The woman placed one hand on the window eaves, raised her eyes slightly, and curled her lips indifferently on her face.
"We meet again." Wei Qingyi's voice was soft and pleasant.
When everyone saw that man, they immediately fell silent.
Intention: full of expectations
