Concubine Xu's Affair

Copywriting The noble ladies in the capital have had their eyes swollen from crying recently. His Royal Highness the Nine Kings, whom they hold dear to their hearts, has been abducted. The person who abducted him was none other than Xu Chengcheng, the concubine of Prince Xina. The 'culprit' Xu Tingcheng had an innocent look on her face. She looked at Jiu Wang who was sitting in her boudoir enjoying tea leisurely, but hesitated to speak. "Your Highness, this is not appropriate." She looked embarrassed. "What's inappropriate?" Jiu Wang raised his eyebrows. "Obviously, I am still the crown prince's concubine, and can also be regarded as His Highness's sister-in-law." She considered her words, trying to persuade him to turn back. "If you are willing, I will ask my father for permission tomorrow to marry you as the ninth princess." "I love to eat and am lazy to cook. I have to sleep until three o'clock in the morning every day and eat five meals a day of delicacies from the mountains and the sea." "I don't mind." "I grind my teeth, snore and fart when I sleep. I also like to kick people and it hurts." "I don't mind." "I'm not a drunkard, but my wine quality is terrible. I like to cry and howl on the rooftop in the middle of the night." "I don't mind." "..." Xu Tingcheng scratched her head and ears, wondering why this person was so stubborn. There was a strange tenderness in Jiu Wang's eyes, covering her like a big net: "Zhengcheng, I have wanted to marry you for ten years." He had missed her for ten years. The startling glance on the wall of the Ninth Prince's Mansion was not the first time the two met. He had known her even earlier. As early as ten years ago, he was a depressed young prince, and she was a bright and lively general's daughter. They sat at both ends of the hillside and watched the moon and stars together countless times. Later, he was unfortunately injured and was taken back to the capital. He had no time to exchange his identity and name with her. Later, she moved to Mobei with her father and brother, and stayed there for ten years. In the past ten years, there hasn't been a day when he didn't regret it. I regret not telling her earlier about my identity and feelings. But fortunately, it's not too late. From the moment the two met again, he quietly set up a dragnet around him, and then watched her step into the net. First: Sweet text, with a big female protagonist Second: Double places, double cleansing Third: at least four updates a week Intention: Love can be deliberate.