"The Wind Comes to the World: the Treasure in the Palm of the Crown Princess"

There are many noble families in Daxia. Except for the queen in the middle palace, the four concubines are all women from aristocratic families. However, in the past twenty years, the three thousand beauties in the harem have produced nothing, and the only heir, Shen Xianxing, is still a girl, and I am this girl. Everyone in the world says that my father is incompetent. Droughts, floods, plagues and other people's livelihood problems are piling up every day, and the aristocratic families who benefit from the glory of their ancestors do nothing at all. Every day they stared at the bellies of the clan girls they sent into the harem, and the clans secretly competed over who could give birth to a dragon heir. I hate it! I hate it so much that my teeth itch. There are these moths in the court of Daxia. When I was twelve years old, with a wave of my father's hand, I became the crown princess and lived in the East Palace. The whole court was in an uproar. Previous dynasty Cheating in the imperial examination? ! Drag him out and kill him with a stick! Corruption? ! Drag him out and kill him with a stick! Robbing civilian girls? ! Drag him out and kill him with a stick! Harem Poison? ! Drag him out and kill him with a stick! Murder? ! Drag him out and kill him with a stick! … What a family! What a gate! Anyone who stands in my way should get out of here! ! ! The family members were facing a formidable enemy and planned to save the country in a roundabout way. They wrote to the emperor one after another to appoint Feng Jun for the emperor's daughter. Immediately afterwards, my east palace became dark and crowded with a group of male favorites. "I'm sorry, Fengjun has already made an internal decision, and it's Xie An's" I smiled. The family is petrified... Xie An? ? Together with the enemy who killed his mother?! SOS Xie An, the son of the prime minister, who was standing next to me and helping me grind the ink, had questions all over his head?? Shen Xianxing: The world is mine. I am the king and you are the minister. Whether you are willing or not, you are mine! Xie An: Look back, look back, I will always be behind you. Intention: As a young man, he should climb up on the swing, hold the stars and the moon, and chase the sunshine.