On the love sparks between the handsome young prince and the gentle flower god.
His Majesty the Wise and Mighty Emperor: "This is the person you chose, a man, hmm~"
The witty young prince said: "Yes."
His Majesty, the wise and mighty Emperor: "You are not allowed to marry!" [Your Majesty, how do you know whether you are marrying TAT or not?]
The witty little prince: "qwq"
The gentle Goddess of Flowers: "Be good, you can marry me." [Why do you want to marry me, Goddess of Flowers? I won't listen. I won't listen. Uh-huh-huh.]
Three death rays beep beep beep, still dead.
Onlookers A: "Why is the young prince going to marry a man?"
Onlookers: "Why is it that the young prince wants to marry the seventh young master of the Hua family, the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River?"
The crowd of onlookers c: "How come the seventh young master of the Hua family is actually the one to marry?"
Lu Xiaofeng was passing by: "What, Qitong is getting married, and the one she is marrying is that arrogant little prince?"
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Damn, it's very well written, please keep up the good work
Damn, it's very well written, please keep up the good work