The Tyrant's Spoiled, Arrogant Consort

In her previous life, she had talent, beauty, and wealth, but no family, friendship, or love. Even the King of Hell couldn't stand her. He sent her to be reincarnated without letting her glimpse a single flower on the far shore. In this life, fate showed her no favor either. She was separated from her parents at birth, and through a twist of fate became a young lady of a noble family, though one nobody liked. A loving family remained a dream. She was furious! She shouted fearlessly: So what if she was the famous ugly girl of Xiangyun? She didn't care! So what if she was the noble crown princess? She didn't want the title! The carefree immortal revered by everyone on the continent? That was her master! An adoptive mother who loved her as her own, friends of all kinds, and power and wealth that could shake the heavens: in this life, she had so much! The one thing she did was keep love at arm's length! He had beauty like a poem or painting; He had the grace of an immortal and the purity of a lotus; He had the talent to govern the world; And he had two noble identities. But if you think he must be an elegant, otherworldly man with an exceptionally good temper, you're completely wrong. Everyone knew his tender, flowing kindness belonged to her alone! His domineering affection swept her away without mercy. But after falling in love in her previous life, will he be where her heart finds its home in this one? Scene One: “I only asked who Feiyang was, and you avoided me for two years?” His poetic, painted face darkened at the memory of how every sheet of paper in the room had been covered with the name Feiyang two years ago. “That wasn't the point. The point is that you're someone else's fiancé. I did it for both our sakes!” She lowered her eyes to hide her expression, trying to keep her voice calm and even. “I didn't know you were such a selfless person!” he said through gritted teeth, dark currents surging beneath his handsome face. “Now you know. Better late than never!” She remained perfectly calm. “Do you hate me?” He sounded a little discouraged. “...” Silence! “Even if I love you more than I love myself, you still don't want anything to do with me?” His handsome face wavered for a moment before he decided to try the tender approach. “I...” She finally looked up. Was that a confession? She gazed at his outrageously beautiful, aggrieved face, not knowing what to say. Scene Two: “Master, Madam has gone to the state of Dongdan to drink tea and enjoy the scenery on Mount Yulan with the emperor's eldest grandson!” The guard knelt on one knee and reported nervously. “That guy isn't as handsome as I am, isn't as talented, isn't as skilled in martial arts, doesn't have as much money, and isn't as highborn. He's no threat.” The exquisitely handsome Crown Prince raised a fine eyebrow, unconcerned. “Master, Madam has gone to Yunjiang to pack up all their people's gu insects and bring them back.” The guard quietly rubbed his chest, unsure if his heart would still be there a moment later. “Oh. See if you have enough people. If not, go help her.” The handsome man didn't even raise his head. “Master, the young master of the Ximen family brought a lot of people. He wants to take Madam back to be his young mistress.” The guard stood with one foot inside the room and one outside, his words lacking conviction. “What!” When the guard looked up, the Crown Prince was nowhere to be seen behind the desk! Dear readers, Yangguang is back with Spoiled, Proud Princess. Are you still here? This is still a devoted one-to-one romance, so come join us again! If you enjoy it, please take a moment to add it to your collection. The more the merrier, everyone is welcome!