The Whole Capital Knows She Wants to Marry the Heir

If the moon doesn’t pine for anyone, then I will pine for it. If someone spent two lifetimes seeking a chance at love, would you grant their wish? The heir to the throne in the capital was charming and elegant. Dressed in black, he carried himself with such composure and nobility that countless women dreamed of him night and day. In the bright spring of March, the heir appeared in red, dazzling as a flame and impossible to look away from. As peach blossoms bloomed across the capital, he drew a woman dressed in bridal finery into his arms. His handsome eyes curved into a smile as he murmured, “Qingqing, I’ve come to marry you.” Shen Zhao looked up at him. His long, narrow eyes were full of love and devotion. Only then did Shen Zhao realize that someone would brave every hardship to love her. The less serious version: In her previous life, Shen Zhao wasted her life on a scoundrel. Reborn, she swore she would live only for herself. She tore apart scheming rivals and outsmarted scoundrels at every turn. But somehow, rumors began to spread through the capital. A young man in black leaned against a tree branch, watching Shen Zhao with a grin. “Everyone in the capital says you like me?” Shen Zhao smiled. “No, they got it wrong.” The young man raised an eyebrow. “Oh?” “I want to marry you.” 【Sweet × Satisfying】