"May I ask the girl her name?" Asked the envoy from another country.
Hearing this, I frowned. I was such a slut, asking for the name of the girl in my boudoir when we first met, but I soon felt relieved. No one has asked me my real name in many years. I smiled and said softly, "My name? I should be called Princess of the Subjugated Country..."
"Wrong, wrong, madam's name is Huanyan." The girl beside me couldn't bear it and whispered in my ear.
"Oh? Then why do people in the world call me the princess of the subjugated country?" I couldn't help but murmured as I looked at the ripples caused by a child throwing a stone into the calm lake in the distance. I laughed at the figure walking quickly in the distance. Who is the cause of all this, and who is the cause of it...
Purpose: Country hates family feud