The little princess and the prince of Southwest had known each other since childhood. Every year when the Southwest king sends people back to the capital to pay tribute, the little prince would go back with the tribute team. He was beautiful ever since he was a child. When he was five or six years old, he met the princess. When he was seven or eight years old, he began visiting the capital alone.
The princess had a delicate temper because growing up, she had been raised in the palm of the emperor's hand. The scene where she and the Southwest prince met for the first time was not very good. The little white cat that her prince brother gave her disappeared somehow.
The little princess liked the cat very much. If the queen didn't scold her, she would sleep with the white cat every day. The people in the palace had looked up and down, but they hadn't found it.
It was winter at that time. The weather was cold, so she was afraid that the cat would freeze to death, and that some palace ladies and eunuchs with short eyes would kill the cat.
The little princess sneaked out of the palace and went to the royal garden to look for the cat. She couldn't find the cat, however, she saw a young boy with red lips and white teeth in the royal garden. He stood wearing a pure white cloak like a fairy in the snow.
The little princess stared at him as she asked, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you in the palace before?"
The young master seemed reluctant to pay attention to her. The little princess guessed that he didn't know her identity, otherwise he would not dare to ignore her words.
She was a little annoyed. "Why don't you talk!?"
The boy still did not say a word, his lips slightly pursed up, as if reluctant to pay attention to her, and even after hearing her voice, he turned to the opposite side.
Because of this, the little princess was angrier. No one dared to do this to her.
"Do you know who I am?! I tell you, I am..."
The boy didn't even listen to her. He left and didn't turn his head.
The little princess didn't know what she was doing, but she knew that she didn't want to see him leave. She carried her skirt and dashed up. The road was slippery because of the snow. When her feet slipped, she instantly fell to the ground. Her posture looked very embarrassing since her hands subconsciously hugged his legs.
The boy in front of her stopped, looked down at her with his two eyes in silence, and then took out his legs in silence.
The little princess thought he was mocking her. Was he laughing at her?
She was strong enough to get up from the ground. She patted the snow on her body twice and three times before saying, "You're intolerable." Then she grabbed his arm and said angrily, "Stop! Where are you going?! Are you laughing at this princess?"
"Princess?" He was a little surprised, but the expression on his face was a little light.
The little princess raised her neck and looked up, "Yes, I'm not a person that anyone dares to offend. If you offend me, I'll let the prince take care of you tomorrow."
She was just talking nonsense with her mouth, bluffing, to scare him.
"What? You're scared, aren't you?" The little princess looked at him and said, "Tell me who you are, and I will let my brother let you go."
The boy tightly pursed the corners of his lips. Even though he knew she was a princess, his mood did not change much.
In the past, others rushed to flatter this little princess, but this time, she had given up her face and even failed to ask his name.
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Wife Can't Escape
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