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The Rumor: Possess Her, Possess the World
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If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I would never have known that the original name of longan is Longan.
At that moment, I was in the Imperial Garden, staring blankly at a plate full of Longan on the table.
Meanwhile, the Seventh Prince, dressed in his rather revealing shirt, was squatting in the grass, diligently digging in the soil.
Suddenly, a tuft of hair popped up, and then his enlarged face appeared right in front of me. I could see beads of sweat covering his forehead, each one resembling a green bean.
He tilted his head back, leaning affectionately towards me with his big, watery eyes, and said in a sweet voice, "Dear Shaohua, I'm so hot! Please wipe my sweat!"
I shot him a disdainful glance and asked, "Seventh Prince, have you found the cherry blossoms?"
"Shaohua, does that thing you call cherry blossoms really exist?" Qing Yu hung his head low, looking at me with a pitiful expression that resembled a child awaiting punishment for a mistake.
I couldn't help but sigh. I thought to myself that if this were the Twenty-First Century, someone as handsome as him would never have a plain girl like me serving by his side... I collected my thoughts and said seriously, "Do you think I would lie to you?"
A blush crept onto Qing Yu's face as he shyly looked at me. He quickly shook his head in a flustered manner, as if afraid I might misunderstand him.
In this strange dynasty and within these deep courtyards, it seemed that there was always one rule: those with deeper schemes could live better lives.
However, Qing Yu appeared to be an exception.
He paid no attention to the outside world and immersed himself in his own little bubble every day. This seemingly simple-minded boy managed to live so carefree and at ease.
Recalling the process of confirming that Qing Yu was indeed a simpleton took quite a bit of effort on my part.
Once, I deliberately teased him by saying that applying cow dung to his face could whiten his skin. Who would have thought that just an hour later, he actually came running over with his face smeared in cow dung, exuding a terrible stench?
At that moment, the Emperor happened to arrive. He merely cast a disdainful glance at Qing Yu before sweeping away in annoyance.
With red-rimmed eyes, Qing Yu innocently asked me, “Why doesn’t the Emperor like my whitening?”
I steeled myself and replied, “That’s because the Emperor thinks you’re already white enough.”
And indeed, it was the kind of white that only a fool could possess.
Because of this, only Qing Yu would believe that I was a celestial being sent down to save him from his seemingly dull and pale life.
“The Crown Prince has arrived—” While I was enjoying some longan, I heard the announcement and immediately spat out the fruit in surprise.
I hurriedly bowed and respectfully greeted the Crown Prince. If I were to describe him in twenty-first-century terms, he would be arrogant, cunning, and plagued by a severe case of prince syndrome…
“Seventh Brother seems to be in high spirits, enjoying longan with a servant,” the Crown Prince said, narrowing his slanted eyes with a hint of disdain.
Qing Yu instantly became agitated and retorted loudly, “Shaohua is not a servant!”
“Seventh Brother, do you know who she Yin Shaohua truly is?”
Qing Yu placed her hands on her hips and confidently declared, "Shaohua is going to be my future consort!"
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince burst into laughter, nearly doubling over, his body shaking with mirth. "Seventh Brother, you should just continue eating your longan, ha ha ha!" With that, he swaggered away.
From that day on, the Crown Prince visited Qing Yu every day, as if it had become part of his routine.
Like all the officials in the court, everyone questioned Qing Yu's foolishness, yet they had to admit that he truly was simple-minded.
The palace servants all looked down on the Seventh Prince's naivety and avoided him at all costs, except for me... Of course, how could I willingly serve a foolish master?
I still remember that moonless night when I was munching on potato chips, comfortably seated on the sofa watching a movie—"First Love, This Little Thing."
Without subtitles, I struggled to keep up with the Thai dialogue, and gradually, I began to feel drowsy. Eventually, I dozed off. When I woke up from my nap, I found myself in an ancient and elegant room...
After a moment of shock and emotional turmoil, I began to ponder a crucial question: either I had fallen victim to a prank or I had experienced the legendary time travel...
When I opened my eyes wide and realized I was sitting on the lap of a handsome man, I fainted from sheer panic.
And then... inexplicably, I became Qing Yu's personal maid!
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