"My crush, my crush, who does she like? Doesn't she like gentle men, rather domineering ones?" Bai Shu looked at his prince walking around in the study, scratching his ears and head, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh. He stepped forward and said, "Why don't the prince tell the princess directly? You are already married anyway, and even if the princess doesn't like you, she can't run away." "No, didn't you see her ruthlessness in seeking death and survival when she was about to get married? We agreed that 90% of the bride price would go to her. If she knew that I liked her, I might spend the whole night running away to find her lover."
Intention: I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals