Su Xian traveled through time. In her previous life, she studied hard, worked overtime, and worked hard. She died suddenly on the workbench without even touching a paw of the opposite sex.
Later, she earned a chance to be reborn with her sharp tongue.
She became the third young lady of the Prime Minister's family - the chosen loser.
I don't know anything about poetry, lyrics and poetry.
A knitting girl with no skills.
Chanting the flowers and making the moon, I don't know anything.
The only thing that can be close to her is this stunning beauty and the Prime Minister's Mansion as her backing.
No, at the age of marriage negotiation, the threshold of the family has been trampled down.
Alternative 1: The number one scholar, a talented man with a wealth of knowledge.
Alternative 2: The minister of Dali Temple, tall and tall, cool and handsome.
Alternative three: The idle prince, who looks like a human and a dog, XXXX.
The heroine smiled. Look, she still has some charm.
As a result, none of the three people came to ask to marry her.
In a fit of rage, she got angry.
Prince Xianxi looked at her and discussed, "How about we give it a try?"
Intention: Towards a better life!
