The Crown Princess Is a Lighthearted Person

When Yan Shi returned to Beijing with his father, he was in high spirits, wearing bright clothes and angry horses. Half the city was attracted to watch, and Zheng Yao was among them. Two months later, the prince came to propose marriage and made an engagement. On the night of the wedding, Zheng Yaoan was sitting in the tent, but the groom was tied up and sent to the wedding room. The servant pulled away the gag cloth and spoke directly into her ears: "I won't marry a daughter of the Zheng family. There is no shortage of wood in the palace!" Hearing this, Zheng Yao took off her hijab and looked at the struggling Yan Shi. The gold-embroidered wedding robe made him look even more handsome, his phoenix eyes were clear and lively, and his brows were filled with the look of a young man. In the present moment of beauty, just bear with it for now, Zheng Yao said to herself. After marriage, Zheng Yao was quiet, calm, mature and well-behaved, which was very different from the bold, interesting, lively and alert wife Yan Shi wanted. So he instinctively dislikes her and never takes the initiative to talk to her. If he has to get along with her in front of his parents, he will always find fault with her. But in an accident, Yan Shi was trapped, with only Zheng Yao beside him, whom he had disliked for many years. Just when he was about to die, Zheng Yao tore off the fabric of her skirt, took out the golden knife from Yan Shi's arms, and leaned over to treat the wound on his leg. In a stunned moment, Zheng Yao gently touched the injury on his face, feeling heartbroken. It was raining continuously outside the cave, and the cave was filled with mist. A few drops of water fell on the pomegranate flowers in Zheng Yao's hair. Yan Shi leaned against the wall, staring blankly. After returning home, Zheng Yao asked a famous doctor to help him apply medicine to the wounds on his face every day. When he met Zheng Yao's affectionate eyes, Yan Shi turned away with a guilty conscience. I can't say the harsh words I used to say. He clearly felt his changes. The figure that he had ignored in the past suddenly became brighter and attracted his attention. He once thought Zheng Yao was boring, but now as long as this person appears in front of him, he finds it interesting. If she could speak more, he would be happier. This change shocked him and made him confused. What he liked... Was clearly not what she looked like. So he was heartbroken but hard-spoken, and he didn't get any closer to her. On the day he recovered from his injury, Zheng Yao didn't come to see him as usual. When he was scratching his head, he was waiting for a letter of separation. Regardless of his fresh leg injury, Yan Shi ran to her courtyard, but the room was already empty. He then rushed to Zheng's house. The Zheng family was also lamenting about this, and there was no news about her. Yan Shi ordered people to search for her, while he rummaged through boxes and cabinets at home, desperately trying to find some clues about her whereabouts, and sure enough, he found a letter. "A-Ning proposed the marriage, which was not what I wanted. We have been married for three years and everything is not suitable. However, Yan Shi's appearance suits my liking, so I can take shelter here for the time being. However, something unexpected happened and the face was injured, causing the white jade to be slightly stained. Now that I have a rich fortune, I will soon go south with Li to meet you." Judging from the color of the handwriting, it must have been written a few days ago, but for some reason, it hasn't been sent yet. Yanshi suddenly felt like five thunders were hitting his head, and he was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke, angry and painful. First, she doesn't like herself at all, she only likes this face, and now that the white jade is flawed, she doesn't even like her face anymore. Secondly, I really hurt her and made her uncomfortable. Third, is this Aning a boy or a girl? Half a year later, Zheng Yao had just finished inspecting the shop and, as usual, bought her favorite rice cakes at the intersection. When she turned into the alley, she saw Yan Shi, wearing a red robe with sleeves and holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing quietly in front of her house. The corner of Zheng Yao's mouth twitched: she didn't owe him any money, so why did she come to him? When Yan Shi saw Zheng Yao, his eyes instantly lit up, his brows stretched, he threw down his umbrella and ran over. When he came to her, he hesitated and said, "Ayao, I miss you." Zheng Yao couldn't believe what she heard and left. Shouldn't he set off firecrackers to celebrate for three days and three nights? What shocked Zheng Yao even more was when Ye Yanshi climbed over her courtyard wall, and with the help of alcohol, she took her hand and touched her face. "Ayao, the white jade is flawless. Do you want to check it?" The young husband no longer had the arrogance and rudeness of the past. When he held her hand with red eyes, he looked pleasant and pitiful. Everything is written on his face • Looks like he is extremely practical and makes small fuss • High-spirited and arrogant prince Small theater: After the two reconciled, Yan Shi always acted with some caution, knowing that Zheng Yao had big ideas and was very reticent, so he was afraid that one day he would do something wrong and she would run away again. So he locked himself in the room and racked his brains for three days and three nights. Then with dark circles under his eyes, he placed a stack of paper in front of Zheng Yao. Zheng Yao didn't know what new tricks he had up his sleeve, and asked doubtfully: "What is this?" Yan Shi smiled proudly and said: "In the scoring book, you can make a note of whether I have done something that meets your expectations or not. In this way, I also know how to change it." In the second month, Yan Shi opened the booklet nervously, as if he was reading the military newspaper. "Good looks, count one hundred." "If you talk hard, subtract ten." "Too difficult to coax, minus ten." "..." "The bed is boring, minus fifty." Facing the last item, Yan Shi's eyes widened, he almost couldn't breathe, and he shut himself up for a long time. I was just afraid that I would offend her by being too indulgent, so why would I... Little did he know that Zheng Yao had been enjoying himself for a long time when she saw his appearance. It's a pity that Zheng Yao couldn't be happy anymore at night. Prince Yan regarded her words as golden rules and really tried his best. Many years later, when he was confused and lost, Yan Shi would always stop his movements and raise his eyebrows mischievously: "Prince Princess, are you still having fun?" Concept: Love is like tofu mixed with brine, one thing is reduced to another