Princess Zhao Duoyin of Yanghe was a little transparent princess when she was in the palace. Her emperor father couldn't even pronounce her by her nickname.
After she got married and left the palace, she discovered that the word "princess" was enough for her to run rampant in the capital!
Quan Jingcheng: Princess, you seem to be a saint!
People with lofty ideals who feel the glory of the saint often sigh: It's a pity that the princess cannot inherit the throne.
Zhao Duoyin smiled slightly, but it was too early.
——Princess, please ascend the throne.
Concept: The orchid looks at the emerald, and the green ape cries in the misty rain. Little did he know that in the sea of clouds, 90,000 people were attacking Peng Kun!
Didn't Catch Up, Crematorium [Entertainment Circle]