The Scheming Crown Princess

[Plot Points: Stealing someone's love, secret affairs, the male lead turning evil, and more] 1v1. The Marquis of Shunchang's household was implicated in a bribery case, stripped of its title, and confiscated. Everyone eagerly awaited the day Tang Yun, once a beauty famous throughout the capital, would be forced into a brothel. Half a month later, someone saw a beauty hiding behind the always-disciplined Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace. She had a peach-pink face and tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. Who else could it be but Tang Yun? Everyone assumed the Marquis of Shunchang's family had been driven to desperation and had thrown themselves at the Crown Prince. Little did they know that on the night before Tang Yun was to be sent to a brothel, the Crown Prince had come to her himself. Standing beneath the cold moon, he asked, "Where are you going?" Tang Yun grabbed his sleeve without hesitation. When Tang Yun was young, her mother raised her dressed as a boy. By chance, she became sworn brothers with the Crown Prince. After entering the palace, Tang Yun was troubled every day by one question: How could she ruin the unbreakable, pure "brotherly" bond between herself and the Crown Prince, and take the throne of Crown Princess? During the Crown Princess selection, Tang Yun whispered in his ear all night: "That Miss Huo seems rather scheming..." The Crown Prince: "What do you mean?" Tang Yun: "Oh, you men just don't understand..." The Crown Prince: "In your opinion, who would be most suitable?" Tang Yun: "Your Highness ought to find someone beautiful, whom you know inside and out..." Little Scene: Beyond the red palace walls, the spring breeze stirred gently. Tang Yun stood before her former sweetheart, head bowed, and said aggrievedly, "At first, he said he'd be my big brother. Later, I don't know why he started having those kinds of feelings." That night, the Crown Prince pushed away her wandering hand without mercy. "First, let's get this straight. Who caught feelings first?" At first, the Crown Prince was deeply opposed to his ministers' suggestions: Rabbits don't eat the grass by their own burrows. I'll stay single until I die. No one should even dream of becoming Crown Princess. Later, with a fragrant beauty in his arms: "My beloved, you're so sweet." A scheming beauty who looks delicate but is no pushover VS a refined Crown Prince who looks gentle as jade but is just as much of a schemer. Childhood sweethearts, 1v1. * Coming next: Everyone in the Capital Is Pressuring Us to Get Married Pei An, heir to the Duke's household, was refined and elegant, handsome as a tree in the wind. When it came to the future Lady Pei's looks, the people of Chang'an could think only of Miss Wang Yun, a beauty just as stunning as he was. One day, they happened to meet at a teahouse. Wang Yun stumbled, and Pei An caught her. Rumors spread at once. "Young Master Pei and Miss Wang met secretly at a teahouse." "They even embraced." "What's so surprising about that? Just the other day, I saw a matchmaker visit both their homes..." The rumors grew more and more intense. Wang Yun's childhood sweetheart returned their token of affection to her. "Miss Wang is so beautiful, someone like me, Xing, isn't worthy of you." Wang Yun: "..." Pei An's childhood friend, whose family was well matched with his, came to see him too, sobbing as she said, "My parents have already agreed. We were going to discuss the marriage soon, but now there's no way we can go ahead with it." Pei An: "..." Both families even sent matchmakers. Unable to bear the nuisance any longer, the two had no choice but to meet and discuss what to do. Pei An spoke first: "Everyone is saying we're together." Wang Yun nodded. "I've heard that too." Pei An politely asked, "Miss Wang, do you have any good ideas?" Wang Yun shook her head, resigned. "Why don't we just go along with it?" She was tired. Pei An nodded. "Fine. I'll come ask for your hand tomorrow." Marriage first, love later. Dominant young heir VS sweet, gentle beauty. 1v1 Theme: No peace comes without effort. Sometimes, someone else is simply holding up the sky for you.