*Entirely fictional setting.
Wei Ying, the eldest princess of the Great Shang, was breathtakingly beautiful, her face alone enough to outshine every noblewoman in the imperial capital.
She had always been spoiled and gotten whatever she wanted, never worrying about the future.
When the imperial edict ordering her to marry abroad arrived, she couldn't eat or sleep. Whenever she drifted off, she dreamed of the savage Xia people living on raw flesh and blood.
On her very first day after being sent to the distant Great Xia, she brazenly set fire to the bridal chamber.
No one thought that the unruly, willful princess could win Chena's favor.
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Until one day, during a royal hunting trip, Wei Ying missed her target and angrily threw down her bow amid the taunts.
The heir to the throne of Chena picked up the bow, apologized, and followed her out.
A noblewoman who had feelings for Chena followed them to watch the joke unfold.
Instead, beneath the mottled shadows of the leaves, she saw the proud, haughty princess pout, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with grievance. "I told you I couldn't do it."
Chena kissed her eyelids, his voice low and husky. "Why get upset over this? I can hit the target for you."
Theme: Don't wallow in self-pity. Keep working hard to improve.
