My Lord, Kneel Down and Sing 'I Surrender'

Returning to the age of twelve, Yun Fuxiao strove to win her father an official post, earn her mother's affection, secure a bright future for her little brother, and find peace of mind for herself. She never expected to attract the most unruly heir of the Duke of Qing's estate.

All the unmarried young ladies in the capital spent their days thinking about how to pounce on him. He, meanwhile, wondered how he could spirit her away to his home.

At the Duke's estate, the man who had finally married her had barely enjoyed two seconds of free time when a stream of servants came to report:

Butler One: "Young Madam, His Majesty intends to marry the princess into our household."

Page Two: "Young Madam, the eldest daughter of the Minister's residence is lovesick for our master and threatening to hang herself."

Maid Three: "Master just took a walk down the street, and the widow in the west of the city is threatening to remarry."

Yun Fuxiao: "..."

The man silently went to kneel in the corner, raised both hands, and sang with grand gusto, "Just like that, you've conquered me..."