The Crown Princess Is the Darling of the Entire Palace

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Novel blurb:

Shi Tingyue's parents died early, and her master raised her deep in the mountains. He couldn't teach her music, chess, painting, calligraphy, sewing, or embroidery. All he taught her was how to scale walls, catch birds, and chase beasts. But when she went to the capital to seek refuge with her uncle, an imperial decree named her Crown Princess.

The emperor looked at her. "She looks so much like an old friend. She's the daughter-in-law I've searched for for ten years."

The empress looked at her. "She's lovely and easygoing, just the right match for the crown prince."

Consort Shu looked at her. "Beautiful and kind, and a clever little thing."

Consort Hui looked at her. "Children love her. She can help me look after mine."

The young princes and princesses chased after her, shouting, "Sister-in-law, teach us martial arts!"

When the crown prince ran into Shi Tingyue outside the palace, she was teaching a spoiled young lord a lesson. She leaped into the air and kicked him right where it hurt. The crown prince felt his pain on the man's behalf and winced. What a wild girl. I should keep my distance.

At the Mid-Autumn Banquet, the crown prince saw the "wild girl" from afar, smiling and chatting, charming and radiant. She seemed like a completely different person from before, and he was momentarily spellbound.

Only then did he learn that the "wild girl" was the daughter of the Shi family, the beloved child of an old friend whom he and his father had spent ten years searching for. He was tormented by longing every night and urged his father each day to arrange their marriage as soon as possible.

A little scene:

Zhou Yuner, the chancellor's daughter, had coveted the position of Crown Princess for ages. If she couldn't become Crown Princess, being a secondary consort would do. But the entire palace agreed: no.

If not a secondary consort, then a concubine would do. The entire palace: no.

The Crown Princess frolicked around the palace while Zhou Yuner sulked at home.

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Pei Qinglan, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's Pei family, was born breathtakingly beautiful. She had an elder brother and a younger brother, and her whole family cherished her. Yet her marriage prospects were cursed. She was engaged three times, but each time disaster struck: one fiance eloped with someone else, another was jailed for a crime, and the last had an illegitimate child before the wedding. The scandals rocked the city, and Pei Qinglan became a laughingstock among the capital's nobility.

People said that the eldest daughter of the Pei family must be a jinx and would never marry in her whole life.

Little did they know that it was all her elder brother's doing.

Pei Zhi, the Duke of Zhenguo's eldest son, entered government service at a young age and was appointed Minister of the Court of Judicial Review by the emperor himself. He was a man of propriety, as graceful as a pine beneath the moon. He was well past twenty and still unmarried, and countless noblewomen in the capital dreamed of him.

Pei Zhi had cherished his little sister Qinglan since childhood, willing to lay every treasure in the world at her feet.

By chance, he learned that Qinglan was not of the Pei family's blood, but the daughter of a disgraced official. From then on, a shameful thought began to grow wildly in the shadows of his heart.

The Duke and Duchess of Zhenguo worried themselves sick over their daughter's marriage, but Qinglan didn't mind. At worst, she would never marry and would stay by her parents' side forever, their sweet and well-behaved darling.

Pei Zhi, usually solemn and taciturn, said, "Even if my sister stays at home for the rest of her life, I can support her."

The Duke and Duchess of Zhenguo both rolled their eyes at him.

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After her origins were revealed, the women of the Pei family often sneered at her. Her grandmother, who cared deeply about the family bloodline, could hardly bear her presence. Feeling that she no longer belonged, Qinglan left and rented a small place in the capital, making a living by painting and writing calligraphy.

To her surprise, a distinguished guest came to her shabby little courtyard every day: her elder brother, Pei Zhi.

He pinned her against the door. His breath brushed her nose, his long hands wrapped around her slender waist, and his deep eyes could barely conceal his desire. All his usual restraint and propriety went out the window.

Qinglan was so frightened her face turned pale. "Elder brother, what are you doing?"

"Hush. Don't call me elder brother. Call me A-Zhi."

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[Adopted siblings, both leads are virgins, romance begins only after their family ties are severed]

[Sweet young lady x calculating young master, three-year age gap]

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[A sinister, cold minister x a clever little rabbit who seems lecherous on the surface]

Jiang Ci was a hostage princess sent from the Northern Jiang Kingdom to the Jin Kingdom. In truth, she was merely the Northern Jiang emperor's adopted daughter, sent in place of the real princess.

The Jin emperor placed her residence next to the Qingyuan Marquis's manor, supposedly so she could study etiquette under a young lady of the marquis's household, but actually to keep an eye on her. She had heard that the marquis's heir, Pei Yu, wielded immense power, was sinister and ruthless, and had no interest in women. Worst of all, he hated people from Northern Jiang more than anything.

Every time Jiang Ci went to the marquis's manor, she would silently pray, "Buddha, please don't let me run into Pei Yu. Please, please..."

Then one day, a secret letter arrived from Northern Jiang ordering her to get close to Pei Yu, beguile him, and seize the Jin Kingdom's military plans.

Jiang Ci: I might as well hang myself with a rope.

Soon, gossip that Jiang Ci was in love with Pei Yu spread throughout the capital. The Northern Jiang princess was obsessed with the marquis's heir, doting on him wholeheartedly. She sent warm clothes in winter and iced drinks in summer, and even embroidered a pouch and handkerchief for him herself.

But Pei Yu told her, "Don't waste your time. I will never fall for you."

Jiang Ci: Hmph! Who wants your heart? If it weren't for the military plans, I wouldn't give a damn about you.

She still brought her lessons to Pei Yu every day and asked him for guidance, trying to get closer to him. She even pretended to fall into the lake, waiting for him to rescue her, but all she got was a cold, "Have you no shame?"

Yet, without her knowing when it happened, Jiang Ci stopped visiting the marquis's manor and stopped coming to lessons.

Pei Yu had grown used to her chattering around the manor and to her ingratiating visits every day to ask about her lessons. Why had that bright, lovely face stopped appearing?

When she didn't come, he sent people to investigate.

His spies reported that the princess slept until late morning every day and had invited a number of handsome young men to her home. She said every one of them pleased her.

Pei Yu's face turned livid. "Then what am I?"

Theme: Love yourself and cherish others. Only through peace and kindness can we create a better life together.