It is said that the third young lady of the prime minister's house has been frail and sick since she was a child, and her brain is not very bright, but there is an endless stream of young masters coming to propose marriage.
When asked about this, he just hesitated and said, "The third lady is as beautiful as a fairy."
The prince in the pavilion sneered and did something wanton that day, exploring the woman's boudoir at night.
The sky was dim and the candlelight was flickering. The girl was sitting in front of the window, listening to the sound and turning her head, holding the paper crane in her hand, smiling brightly and looking forward to the scene.
"Brother, do you want to play together?"
Yu Beiyan paused, and the sweet voice lingered in his ears from time to time, asking him to recite it for two days.
— Playing the role of the infatuated and scheming third lady × wantonly acting as the prince
[Written on September 22nd]
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