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Shen Fu, the daughter of the prime minister, is cute and cute, but she is a arrogant and indulgent person who cannot bear any grievance.
She and Jiang Heng, the youngest son of the Ding'an Marquis Mansion, were childhood sweethearts.
This young prince has been fearless since he was little. Even the Marquis and Madam cannot control him, so he just obeys Shen Fuyan.
Shen Fu: "Jiang Heng, don't be lazy! Go study now!"
Shen Fu: "Jiang Heng, you are dozing off again! Hurry up and practice your sword!"
Shen Fu: "Jiang Heng, accompany me to the market!"
Shen Fu: "Jiang Heng!"
Every time this happened, Jiang Heng always put away his arrogant and naughty face towards others, responded obediently, and followed Shen Fu's words.
Over time, under Shen Fu's strict requirements, Jiang Heng became a young man with both civil and military skills, and became more popular than before.
Shen Fu finally showed a satisfied smile: her future husband had finally been formed.
One evening, Shen Fu and Jiang Heng were sitting side by side on the roof watching the sunset as usual.
Shen Fu bent her knees, raised her face with her hands and looked at him, with rare seriousness in her watery eyes: "Jiang Heng, do you like me?"
When the young man heard this, his ears turned red quietly. He was so nervous that he did not dare to raise his head and look at Shen Fu. He stumbled and answered: "Well... I like... I like little Fu."
Little Lotus is the nickname given to Shen Fu by Jiang Heng. The girl's pretty face paired with a lotus-colored dress looks like a little Lotus in bud.
Shen Fu's eyebrows curved: "In one month, I will have my hair cut."
"After you perform the hairpin ceremony, I will ask my mother to come to your house to discuss the engagement."
The young man blushed shyly but firmly made his promise. In his eyes at this time, the brilliant clouds on the horizon were not one ten thousandth as bright and moving as the girl in front of him.
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Jiang Heng is dead.
When Shen Fu learned the news, it was like a bolt from the blue.
From then on, every time "Jiang Heng" was mentioned, Shen Fu's face was filled with suffocation and discomfort. Even the sound of "little lotus" gradually became blurred in her memory. She knew she would never hear it again in this life.
Three years later, the third prince, who had been recovering from illness since childhood, was suddenly brought back to the capital.
Suddenly, under the peaceful city of Chang'an, undercurrents of powerful and powerful forces surged, and the ministers in the court continued to speculate on the emperor's thoughts.
Also overnight, Shen Fu became the third imperial concubine personally selected by the third prince.
Shen Fu knew that this was the third prince's method to win over the Prime Minister's Palace. The emperor's decree had been issued and she had no choice.
On the wedding day of the third prince, Shen Fu, who had been slapped in the ceremony, her eyes that had always been obedient and downcast were suddenly filled with shock.
Just because she unexpectedly saw that long-lost but somewhat mature and unfamiliar face.
"Little Fuyu, I finally got to marry you as promised."
The familiar title made Shen Fu's eyes turn red and her eyes twinkled.
[The copy was written on August 3, 2024, and will be polished and revised from time to time]
Intention: Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.
