Copywriting: In the Palace of Qingyan, Lin Shaoqian, the second son of the Lin family, looked at the cute little girl who was two years younger than himself, and followed her while walking in the back garden.
The little girl was annoyed: "Why do you always follow me?"
Second Young Master Shicheng: "Because you are prettier than the Eleventh Princess."
The Queen joked: "If Qian Qian likes it, let your uncle be the boss for Qian Qian."
Very good, because the little boy offended the eleventh princess with one sentence.
At that time, the second young master Lin was shy and young. He believed that this baby was his daughter-in-law and was determined to marry her home openly.
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"Azhu, you are sixteen this year, it's time to marry you off."
"Who to marry."
"You fancy it."
"That's a lot. Is it really possible to have polyandry?"
"How many of them won't I stand up to??"
Intent: Romance