Fengque: Dandy Little Marquis

Strong, ruthless, veteran and jealous male protagonist x romantic, dandy and beautiful young prince (female disguised as a man) "She once adjusted her pen and studied the ink, holding the world in her hands. She once broke into pieces and was lying on the bed when she was sick. She was a young man with a saddle horse, fragrant and romantic clothes, and a thin begonia in her boudoir. She was dressed in blue and had beautiful bones. She was named a marquis in front of the palace, and her smile relieved the emperor's worries." ——"Mulang Ballad" King Ning's selection of a concubine caused a sensation in the capital, and the momentum of selecting a concubine was established. There was a surge of turmoil in all parties. The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue brought his son, the Jiujiang Admiral brought his son, the Grand Scholar of Wenge Palace brought his son, etc., Came to offer gifts. Mu Xiaohouye had his ears twisted by his own father and kicked him to Prince Ning's Mansion. Prince Ning sat at the desk, glanced at the people in the hall, raised the corners of his lips, sharp as cold iron across thin paper, Shi Shiran said, "Just the one with the smallest waist." Everyone turned around and focused on Mr. Mu Xiaohou. Mu Qingzhe: "..." Haha! Since then, people often joked that King Ning had a slim waist. And as a result, it started a new wave of beauty trends. She is the legitimate son of the Anyuan Hou Mansion, a highly accomplished lord, and her mother is a princess who married from afar. The strange red color in her blood is destined to be extraordinary and unmatched in the world. The world is in turmoil, some people call her gentle and elegant, some people praise her like bayonet with cinnabar, some people hate her for disregarding human life, some people blame her for being a romantic dandy. She goes her own way and doesn't care about other people's ignorance and anger! The beacon fire is raging, and the golden drums are flying to the sky. If she and he hadn't met, if they hadn't met each other, they would have cultivated the ruthless way in troubled times: one would become a powerful and powerful man, while the other would be like a furious horse in bright clothes, full of flames and flowers. Fang lives up to his literary and military skills, and his stunning talent. However, the two of them met on a narrow road, met their opponents in chess, and became entangled in intrigues, life and death chaos, and feelings gradually emerged. Glimpse of small theater Mu Xiaohou: "Your Highness, are you sick?" Prince Ning: "Yes, I am lovesick." Mr. Mu Xiaohou: "..." Prince Ning: "This palace never hides illness and avoids medical treatment, so I am here." # The surrounding fields were covered with clouds, and the heavy snow was wrapped in a strong wind, covering the sky and the earth. The people in the courtyard had picturesque faces, with a hint of illness and tiredness, their eyes were cold, and their tone was also cold, "Do you have a heart? You don't know how to love her at all——" "That's enough -" Qin Shaorong turned around suddenly and threw the dagger. In the blizzard, a shadow quickly spun out and narrowly missed the man's cheek. The dusk was dim, the wind and snow were howling, and the expressions of the two could not be seen clearly through the tight snow. He certainly knows how to love her. Qin Shaorong's face was expressionless, and he turned around. His gorgeous and thick crane cloak was waved in an arc by the wind, and his phoenix eyes were as black as the abyss. He certainly knows how to love her. Pure white snow fell on his crane cloak, his dark hair, and his eyelashes. He walked forward without squinting and without hesitation. He wants her in this life, properly collected by him, Place it properly. He came to this world just to-- To prevent her from being surprised. Spare her suffering. Keep her from wandering around. Lest she have no branches to rely on.