Concubine Comes to Live in the Upper House

Introduction As a killer, when she opened her eyes, she had become the young lady of Duke Dingguo's mansion. A new identity and a new life meant that she no longer had to kill people. Determined to live this new life well... However, there are constant conflicts with a certain prince who looks down on all living beings... With an imperial edict, she will marry into the Ming Dynasty as a concubine... Since the sacred command cannot be violated, she let him know what it means: I am here to live on top... Excerpt ①: On King Ming's sixteenth birthday, all the flowers in the palace bloomed, vying for beauty and vying to show off their talents. Su Mujin was uninterested and had no intention of participating. However, she caught a glimpse of Prince Ming's sarcastic black eyes, and on a whim, she wrote a poem "Wo Chun" with splashes of ink to congratulate the prince on his birthday. Wuchun Dark plum blossoms and faint smelling flowers, The lying branch has low sorrow and hatred. Asking from afar, lying like water, Easy to reach spring green. The shore is green, The shore seems green, The shore looks like a deep green. When the poem was presented, others were puzzled by its meaning and applauded one after another. Prince Ming's face suddenly became as dark as that of Bao Gong. Fragment ②: "Stop!" Prince Ming shouted coldly. Su Mujin raised her eyebrows, thinking that if you tell me to stand, I will stand. Am I so obedient? He listened leisurely without hearing anything and continued his leisurely stroll. Furious, Prince Ming caught up with her and put his arm around her shoulders to pull her over. Su Mujin was startled, reached out and grabbed the hand on her shoulder, bent her slender waist, and used the force of her wrist to throw Prince Ming backwards in full view of everyone. There were exclamations and gasps all around, and everyone in the palace watched helplessly as Su Mujin, the daughter of Duke Dingguo's palace, and Prince Ming's new concubine, threw the seven-foot noble prince out. She was stunned for a moment, tried her best to hold back her laughter, and pretended to be frightened and quickly explained: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I heard that beating is a sign of kissing and scolding, but it is love. We are so deeply in love... I threw her over my shoulder! This concubine's move just shows that I can't help but feel for the prince..." Everyone nodded when they heard this. The new concubine really couldn't help but fall in love with the prince. Suddenly, the matter spread throughout the capital. Women in the capital expressed their love for their loved ones, and shoulder wrestling became popular one after another. There were many delicate women in various martial arts schools in the capital. This article is relaxing at the beginning and sad at the end. It will satisfy those who love warmth and sadness at the same time. It is guaranteed to be wonderful...