The Grand Princess's Dating Simulator

You are the eldest princess of the Great Spirit Dynasty.

To help you find a suitable husband, your warmhearted Second Master gave you a spell called the "Princess Romance System."

Supposedly, it can simulate romantic moments between you and a host of eligible young men, helping you quickly find a marriageable partner.

Unfortunately, your helpful Second Master has never been particularly reliable.

So the System starts affecting reality.

You find yourself caught in a love-triangle battlefield.

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[The childhood friend who looks like a puppy and is, in fact, a puppy]

The heir of Ping'an Jing has eyes bright as stars and was born a prodigy. Before he was ten, he shot a tiger during the spring hunt. At eighteen, he rode back to the capital in silver armor with a red plume, becoming the dream man of countless young ladies.

But you grew up together. You saw him get whipped, have his palms smacked, and roll around in the mud. You never once considered him a potential spouse.

Then, in a dream, you fell off a cliff trying to save him.

When you come to, the fellow is in front of your couch, eyes red and puppy-like, clinging tightly around you and refusing to let go no matter how you try to persuade him.

There is less than an incense stick's worth of time before the Grand Tutor arrives to teach you the zither.

[The actual master who looks young and lovely but has really lived for ages]

You entered your master's tutelage when you were eight.

Back then, he was a quiet, handsome young man with white hair and purple robes. He couldn't resist your tearful pleas and let you bring home a kitten. Ten years later, his looks and bearing were unchanged. When you pouted and called him "handsome big brother," he would lightly tap your head and say you were getting the generations mixed up.

Yet after one simulation in which you shared an entire life together, this very man changed his mind about you.

He comes to visit you while you're ill. The sleeves of his robe still carry the lovely scent of plum blossoms in the snow, but his jade-like fingers have begun to wind sinuously around yours.

Physician: ? I'm still here.

[The powerful cousin who seems scheming but is dazzlingly wicked through and through]

It seems you aren't the only one having romantic troubles these days.

Take your powerful cousin, for example. He wrote poetry at three and became a celebrated scholar's disciple; discussed the classics at ten and won a venerable monk's admiration; entered the cabinet at fifteen, surpassing every official in the land; and presented a strategy at twenty that defeated a million enemy troops... Even someone so brilliant and influential is no exception.

At first, he had no objection to the refined young lady his family had chosen for him.

Until he dreamed of sharing a wedding cup with you.

"I, your humble servant, wish to ask for the hand of Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

The whole hall was stunned. Yet the speaker remained utterly calm.

His long, crow-feather-black brows swept back into his temples. The breathtakingly handsome minister casually picked up a piece and placed a black stone on the board.

Behind him, the Imperial Preceptor looked up, the Grand Tutor furrowed his brows, and the heir stepped forward. Even the emperor tapped the armrest, his expression unreadable.

You have a feeling they're about to start fighting.

But that's not even the biggest problem.

The biggest problem is that in this little capital city, there are still musicians, top scholars, sect leaders, bodyguards, and all sorts of people who are "closely connected" to you, yet have no idea the others exist.

You go over the people you met during the simulations and despairingly discover a fact you'd rather not admit:

Great!

You're totally doooooomed!

Theme: You'll always meet the right person.