His Highness Qinghe

In the fifth year of Taikang, Emperor Chu Xi welcomed his eldest daughter, whom she named Princess Yongle, and she loved her ever since. The first time we met him was at a banquet to welcome the hostages from other countries. He pointed at him in the palace and asked, "Brother, who is he?" "Mo's proton." Yan Shu replied. "I want to marry him" Yan Qinghe made a bold statement. "Qinghe is so young and he is thinking about getting married. Brother Huang's heart is broken into pieces." Yan Mo was very sad. Yan Qinghe corrected her seriously, "It's marriage, not marriage." Qi Chen, standing below, clenched his fists tightly. When they met for the first time, Qi Chen thought that the little princess of Chu was unruly and willful, but later, the little princess chased after him every day. Gradually, Qi Chen felt that the little princess seemed quite cute. "I swear for the rest of my life that I will live up to my time and live up to Ah He." "Jiangshan is your betrothal, I'm here to marry you, Ah Chen." Yan Shu, wearing a big cloak, watched from a distance, with snow falling on his shoulders. ——May you go through thousands of sailings and come back still a young man.