In the capital, the most sought after aristocratic ladies are not rouge, gouache, or fancy clothes and gems, but Zhang Lianlan, the direct son of the Zhang family. Young master Zhang has often followed his eldest sister to parties since he was a child. He is cute, well-behaved and has a sweet mouth. When he sees the aristocratic ladies opening their mouths, he will greet them with sweet greetings. In daily chats, he speaks every word that is in his heart.
It's a pity that he comes from a poor family and has poor eyesight. He cannot see bright light and is night blind. He is usually semi-blind. Otherwise, the noble lady would have included him as a candidate for marriage.
I can't help but think that good people like Lianlan always talk about these things behind their backs, and Lianlan doesn't mind either. But when Lianlan turned around, a certain black-hearted prince would jump out to deal with these gossips. Now no one dared to talk about Lianlan, even the aristocratic lady who was usually close to him stayed away.
"Prince Shen, am I hated by others?"
"Why do you have this idea?"
"The people who were talking about me ran away when they saw me a few days ago. It doesn't matter. But my sisters who I'm usually close to are also avoiding me. Did I inadvertently do something offensive?"
"Don't pay too much attention to others, the people who really like you are still by your side."
(The man behind the scenes expressed his heartfelt voice: Me, me, me! Look at me! It's me, it's me!)
"Well... Prince Shen is right. I should go back to honor my grandpa and grandma these days. Please excuse me and take my leave."
Looking at Lianlan running home, Prince Shen who was left behind was messy in the wind.
Intention: Positively value family ties