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The dandy young prince Gu Minglei, who was forced to seize the throne, thought he was marrying a mediocre husband, the noble daughter Zhang Ranran. "Think of the years when the whole court was behind my back and helped me seize the throne." Gu Minglei originally thought that he would live a mediocre life and just wait for his eldest brother to ascend to the throne and become a wealthy and idle man, but he didn't expect that the whole world would start asking him to become the prince. Sad! He doesn't want to be a wise king. Zhang Ranran originally thought that by marrying a mediocre prince, she would have a stable life and a harmonious family, but she didn't want to change her mind and become a queen. Sad! She doesn't want her mother to respect the world. "What's your name?" "Zhang Ranran." "The poet is leaning alone, with twelve jade railings, mist, and slow clouds. Is he the one with a thousand peaks and a shallow glaze?" "Yes." "That's great." Gu Minglei lay on the wall, "Then will you be my wife?" "I won't take a concubine, and all the money in the house is yours to take care of."

Reversing the book, in the dream of the prince x the legitimate lady, her husband died and her son disappeared, and finally he set off a huge fire and burned himself to death. When she woke up from the dream, she, as the eldest daughter of the Hou family, was sitting on a carriage heading to the capital, waiting to enter the capital to marry her little prince. Could it be that the heroine who carries the plot through the book can really have all the good luck? Do people who should be happy deserve to end up with nothing? She didn't believe it, she had to fight with this fate with all her strength! But she didn't expect that her little prince would succeed and let her sit on the unattainable position of queen in one fell swoop. -Small Theater: After ascending the throne, Gu Minglei took Zhang Ranran back to the Zhenbei Hou Mansion. He pointed at the mottled wall opposite the door and said with a smile: "On the first day you came to the capital, I lay behind the tree and looked at you quietly..." "With just one glance, I decided you were the one to choose." The persimmon tree in the yard was already bearing fruits, and Zhang Ranran could imagine his cat on the tree. "Then I will be ahead of your Majesty." "In those days when we haven't met yet, I must be Your Highness."