My name is Yu Qiao, and I'm the most carefree little princess in the Great Zhou dynasty.
My father is the Marquis of Gongyuan, and my mother is a princess. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. Everyone in Chang'an knows the Shen family's little princess is precious. They're afraid even speaking too loudly might startle me.
But once an imperial decree arrives, this canary in a gilded cage has to be packed off to the northern frontier to marry the princess's intended, the so-called living King of Hell: He Lanye, the Second Prince of the northern frontier.
They say he's nine feet tall, burly and rough, and kills without batting an eye. He can break through my army's camp single-handedly.
I was so terrified I cried for three days and nights, clinging to my mother's leg and refusing to let go.
The wedding procession traveled for over a month. I cried eight hundred times in the bridal sedan, thinking my life was over.
But on our wedding night, when he lifted my veil, I saw a face that was almost too handsome.
The "living King of Hell" frowned at my red, swollen eyes and asked gruffly, "Why are you crying? I don't eat people."
Only later did I learn that he didn't eat people. He just...
Loved spoiling me far too much.
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I picked the romance category instead of the boys' love category in my youthful ignorance, and it was too late to change it. So I'm only writing a little free short story. Please note, this is romance~
Premise: It never hurts to make the best of things
