The Lazy Princess

Hua Jing Lan Qier is brilliant, comes from a distinguished family, and is the darling everyone cherishes and spoils. With such excellent genes, she was never destined to be ordinary. Born into a military family, she has exceptional military talent. But in her eyes, with her dear parents and two older brothers doting on her, why should she bother showing how clever she is? It’s much more fun to play the pig to eat the tiger. Being lazy is in style: be so lovable that everyone adores you, so lazy that everyone is exasperated, and so precious that no one can scold or hit you, only spoil, coax, and cherish you. That’s the art of it. In short, the less clever she seems, the more affection she gets. What kind of “chemical reaction” will occur when Lan Qier, once gentle as a breeze, sweet-tempered, quiet, and timid, with no desire to compete with the world, becomes Hua Jing Lan Qier, who was heading home after completing special forces training when an accident happened as she helped pursue an armed murderer? In a dynasty entirely absent from the history books, where the strong rule, she has worked hard for sixteen years. At last, Hua Jing Lan Qier can live out her life as a happy little freeloader. He is Xuanyuan Mo, a man like a god, a bewitching man whose charm leaves the world enamored and willing to submit. He is devastatingly handsome and cold, aloof and merciless. His lips, as sensual and red as rose petals, are almost always pressed into a straight line. His deep black eyes have the power to entrance anyone, and he has never smiled. It seems the only expression his face can ever hold is one of cool indifference. They say that countless lovestruck women would gladly give their lives just to see him smile with his teeth showing… Then he meets her. One is like an iceberg, without a trace of warmth or emotion. The other is sometimes clever and quick-witted, sometimes mischievous and eccentric, but always absentminded, sleepy, and utterly lazy. When he falls in love with her, the millennia of ice and snow locked inside him begin to crack. For her, he smiles with beauty and effortless grace enough to topple a city. He says, “For you, it’s worth it. With you, I need nothing more. I’ll hold your hand and grow old with you.” She says, “Don’t you dare lie to me, or… um, I’ll bite you…” She mumbles something unintelligible and seems to have fallen asleep again. Scene One: “I can make you crown princess, and later, empress of all under heaven.” Dressed in splendid red robes, Zhao Tianqi fixes his charming, peach-blossom eyes on the peerlessly beautiful woman reclining on a swing with her eyes closed. He is determined to have her. Lan Qier’s half-closed eyes flutter. The hem of her white dress sways in the breeze, and she smiles as she lazily replies, “I’m not suited to being empress. I’m really very lazy.” Then she elegantly opens her bleary eyes and gives an elegant yawn. “I don’t mind. I only want you.” Even when she sleeps in a way that’s not remotely ladylike, she’s still beautiful. “I mind.” A faint warning enters her languid voice, making it clear she doesn’t want to continue the conversation. The brash man curls his lips into a smile. She alone has him completely stumped; he never knows what to do with her. Scene Two: Xuanyuan Mo sits in a pavilion, cheerful as he sips fine tea, enjoys sweet treats, and flirts with pretty palace maids. Everything is lovely. “Bastard… stallion… um… pig of a man…” Lan Qier has somehow fallen asleep outside the pavilion. Complaints spill from her little mouth. That damn iceberg of a prince has infuriated her. He dared disturb her sweet dreams. Unforgivable. “Are you even a woman?” A certain man hears her and mistakenly assumes she’s talking about him. He immediately shouts in a rage. He’s never seen a woman who can sleep so much, anywhere and everywhere. She’s practically a pig! “If I’m not a woman, then what are you?” Perhaps woken by the shouting, Lan Qier gets up from the grass, brushes the dirt off herself, and sits across from Xuanyuan Mo. Her clear eyes travel from head to toe over him. Casually, she pops a brightly colored grape into her mouth and swallows it before speaking coolly. “You…” For the first time, the man is at a loss for words. The Ninth Prince’s consort really is unlike anyone else. She’s so unusual it almost makes him want to cry…