Roll Over, My Chubby Princess

They say the Ming Chancellor's household serves excellent food. Just look at Second Miss Ming's figure. They say the Chancellor is richer than the whole empire. Just look at Second Miss Ming's figure. They say the eldest daughter was bullied by Second Miss Ming again. Just look at Second Miss Ming's figure. They say... One night, Prince Rui, badly wounded, accidentally tumbled into Second Miss Ming's bedroom and saw her coldly peel off the thick hide she was wearing... From then on, wherever Second Miss Ming went, Prince Rui's peerlessly elegant figure could always be found ten meters behind her. Whenever Second Miss Ming spoke to a man, someone would pull out his tongue the very next day. The moment Second Miss Ming announced she would choose a husband through a martial arts contest, Prince Rui showed up with ten miles of wedding gifts... At last, Second Miss Ming could take no more and drew her blade. “Prince Rui, what exactly do you want?” Prince Rui pinched her heavy, greasy chin between his slender, pale fingers. “What do I want? To marry you.”