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- ThemeLove Story
- POVFemale Lead
- Age13+
- Lighthearted
- Sports
Synopsis
What are the benefits of being a princess? You have the most gorgeous clothes in the world, and people keep sending you the latest styles every year. You can taste the most delicious food in the world, from the South to the North, or new flavors created by your own mother on a whim. You have endless privileges, and there are eight people behind you every day who are ready to do your bidding. But the six-year-old Princess Shen Tong of Youyou Kingdom is unhappy. Even the queen was confused. She was wearing a strange-looking robe—probably a new creation. She was holding a smaller version of the robe she was wearing in her hand, and asked: "Why don't you wear it? You don't like it?" Shen Tong was silent for a while and shook his head. "Then... These snacks and this cake are Yu Wenhong's favorites. You don't like them either?" Shen Tong continued to remain silent and shook his head. The queen sighed and knelt down, hugging her daughter: "Tell me, what's wrong with you?" Shen Tong raised his buried head, a pair of big black eyes that were originally full of tears. "Mom, who is my father?" How did the Queen respond at the time? She said, your father is here, and mother hid him, otherwise someone would bully him. You don't know, there are many people who like mother, many people are jealous of your father, and mother wants to protect him. The six-year-old Princess Shen Tong, with red and swollen eyes that flickered in and out, asked: "Then, mother, please take me to see dad secretly. Shen Tong will never tell anyone, Shen Tong swears." After saying this, she really raised her little hand, raised a few fingers, and swore in a decent manner. Queen Liuyin hugged Princess Shentong, but her eyes looked into the distance. She said softly: "There will be opportunities, there will definitely be opportunities..." From then on, Princess Shentong could not see her father. She continued to grow up, and she was already sixteen years old in the blink of an eye. The sixteen-year-old Princess Shen Tong no longer worries about her father. So what if she has a father or not? I haven't grown to this size safely yet. Sometimes she thought, maybe it was just like her mother said, women can't live without men. Hasn't Queen Liuyin always done a good job over the years? Even better than some men, Youyou Country is truly rich, extremely rich, and its people live and work in peace and contentment, recuperating and recuperating. These are all taken care of by her mother. She is her mother's daughter. This independence is passed down in her blood and will last forever. Of course she knew her mother's legend back then. The kings of the Northern and Southern Kingdoms were all crazy about her. Now they want her to visit the Southern Kingdom? He curled his lips unconsciously: "The current emperor of the Southern Kingdom is still Zhao Ku? Do you feel free to let me go?" The queen asked in confusion: "What's so worrying about this?" "Be careful if he falls in love with me and asks me to stay in the Southern Kingdom. Hasn't the Southern Kingdom never had a queen?" Noticing that the queen's face quickly darkened, Princess Shen Tong stepped forward, patted her on the shoulder, and said empathetically: "I understand, let's set off tomorrow." Playing the Southern Kingdom... Is not about teasing its monarchs and ministers. The trip starts with a faint fragrance, what? Brothel? But, this is obviously what my mother said, where she made her fortune. Mother, a generation of queens made their fortune in a brothel? The emperor of the Southern Kingdom was a paralyzed man whose soul often wandered around the world, but he raised a son who was very scheming. The Supreme Being of the Northern Kingdom is a man who looks gentle but is actually full of bad intentions. What? His only son shed blood that was not his? Father who has never shown up, do you want to disappear forever? But these two uncles from the northern and southern countries were already preparing to fight for my mother. As I continue to pursue, the path my mother took back then becomes clearer and clearer, but what kind of path am I going to take now? Chaos, confused. These are your secrets, never mine.