[Joy of Life] My Years Working for the Second Prince

When I was young, the Second Prince rescued me. The girls in the inner courtyard mostly learned music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, while the old woman in charge scolded me for being too rough around the edges and not excelling at anything.

But I could fight. Life was harsh, and martial arts training could kill you. To survive and repay my debt, I chose to fight people. If I won, I was called Fan Wujiao. If I lost, I became a corpse by the roadside.

I neither won nor lost that match. The two of us lay in the courtyard for a day and a night, and neither of us died, so we both ended up working for the Second Prince.

His name was Fan Wujiao, and so was mine. Neither of us had our original names anymore.

But I knew I had to be the more formidable one, because I was going to become the Second Prince's consort.

Him: ?

Him: I think there might be something wrong with you.

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Everyone in the Second Prince's residence knew I had designs on my master. Xie Bi'an would grab me by the back of the collar and throw me into the lake, to teach me some respect for rank. Fan Wujiao would shoot me a look and flick his bangs, which he had obviously copied from our master, telling me to stop indulging in daydreams. As for the others... The other six couldn't beat me, so they didn't matter.

The person in question knew, of course, but he didn't react. With the hot pot set out on the table, he looked up at me and said, “Wujiao, sit down and eat.”

Fan Wujiao and I fought eighty rounds to work out which one of us the master had invited to eat.

Reader advisory:

1. This is a heavily revised repost of an old story, so the writing style changes noticeably in places.

2. There may or may not be a romance plot, and there may or may not be a messy, melodramatic ensemble. The focus is mainly on the easygoing daily life of the Second Prince's faction.

3. The story of a fake beloved heroine, the Black-and-White Impermanences, and their genuinely beloved Second Prince. Also known as: “If all else fails, the four of us can just make a good life together, and that's what matters most.”

Theme: Freedom