Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

"We meet again amidst the falling blossoms!!!"

From now on, though the journey continues through mountains and rivers, I no longer need to send my longing across countless miles!

At dawn, inside the Tingyu Palace, the young tyrant, dressed in a blue robe and white gown—a very suitable outfit for travel—with his eyes lowered and full of tenderness, picked up his brush and began to write.

"Kid! You're invincible!!!"

"At an age when you can't control your destiny, you've encountered love!" Qianqian slept soundly last night after eating the dinner that Miss Shu'er brought to the Dog Palace.

Who knew? This morning, before dawn, I was woken up by Mei Ziye kicking the golden cage. The guard, who hadn't even opened his eyes, told me to quickly wash up and go to Tingyu Palace.

So, she thought it was some urgent matter? Who knew it was the little tyrant's white moonlight who had arrived. Qing Tingyu was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He dragged her to think of love poems for him and asked Qianqian to choose an outfit that would make her white moonlight notice him at a glance.

"This, this is really feasible?!" With the Crown Prince's special inkpad at the end, Qing Tingyu folded the love letter and gently placed the love letter she had come up with into the letter cover sprinkled with gold powder.

"Of course, Your Highness, rest assured. These words possess both classical tenderness and contemporary boldness, a clever blend of subtlety and flamboyance. Miss Fan will surely understand Your Highness's feelings!"

Upon hearing the tyrant's cold and suspicious question, Qianqianluo immediately knelt down and kowtowed to explain, expressing her gratitude for having memorized several templates for appreciating ancient poems.

Qing Tingyu propped his head up with his hand, staring thoughtfully at Qianqianluo kneeling before him:

Qianqian was dressed in a green robe, her long black hair held together only by a single, withered branch that had been broken off from some dead tree.

After scrutinizing Qianqian's inappropriate attire several times, the little tyrant curled his lip and said, "Is your hairpin really that unique? Anyone who didn't know better would think that the Crown Prince's Palace has mistreated you!!"

"Your Highness, please forgive me!! This humble one was just in a hurry this morning and carelessly broke off a dead tree branch from the courtyard to make a hairpin! I had no intention of offending Your Highness, much less tarnishing the name of the Crown Prince!" Qianqian swallowed nervously and kept kowtowing to beg for forgiveness.

"Oops, okay." Qianqian was convinced. Why was the little tyrant paying attention to her when he didn't care about love? She remembered that she had styled her hair like this before!

Qing Tingyu stared at Qianqianluo's blushing face, her fox-like eyes glistening with dewy spring water, her eyebrows long and slender, and her lips beautifully adorned with a touch of rouge, exuding a seductive charm that seemed to hold back her words.

"Hmph, put it on! Don't embarrass me again after leaving the palace! My status and position are truly no match for Young Master Luo's unintentional mistake!" Qing Tingyu threw a beautifully packaged box on the table to Qianqian Luo, who was still kowtowing on the ground begging for forgiveness.

Mei Ziye felt a pang of heartache when she saw the hairpin carved by the palace craftsman over several months, depicting a phoenix entwined with flowers, being casually tossed to Qianqianluo by the Crown Prince.

Most importantly, this hairpin was meant for a commoner, so why was it given to this lowly person? Thinking of this, Mei Ziye couldn't help but speak sourly, "The Crown Prince bestowed this upon you; why don't you accept it and kowtow to thank him for his kindness?!"

"Yes, this lowly commoner kowtows to thank Your Highness for your grace!!" Qianqianluo didn't dare to take the wooden box, but after kowtowing, she awkwardly scratched her head.

Seeing that the kneeling commoner seemed unwilling to accept the hairpin, the little tyrant's face turned cold. He stood up and stomped on the wooden box containing the hairpin, smashing it to pieces: "Since you don't like it, then don't keep it!"

After stepping on the hairpin, the little tyrant turned and left.

"No, that's not how it is! Your Highness, I, I am a lowly commoner, I..." Qianqianluo watched the prince leave in a huff, then turned around and tugged at his hem, hurriedly explaining.

"Hmph! You shameless slut who doesn't know what's good for her!!" The little tyrant forcefully pulled away the sleeve she was holding, coldly uttering the words.

"Young Master Luo, you'd better watch yourself!!" Plum Leaf, protecting the Crown Prince, also left Tingyu Palace in a fit of anger.

Kneeling on the ground, Qianqianluo only wanted to say: I'm from another time, I should have died long ago.

She remembered that when the original owner was trapped in the underground water dungeon and died, Mo Fanfan had just arrived in the capital.

The young tyrant Qing Tingyu, dressed in a blue robe and white gown, presented Mo Fanfan, who had just arrived in the capital, with a blood jade hairpin that the palace craftsmen had been carving for several months. In doing so, he won the heart of the female lead.

Therefore, the female protagonist's feelings for the young tyrant deepened rapidly as they spent their days and nights together, supporting each other through thick and thin. In the end, the two stood at the pinnacle of power and lived out their lives together.

Just thinking about it gave Qianqian a headache as she looked at the wooden box that had been trampled to pieces by the little tyrant. She knew that the hairpin was meant for Mo Fanfan, and the novel's current development had already deviated from the original story, so how could she dare to accept anything from the female lead?!

"Sigh! This child has such a temper!!" Qianqian stepped forward and pried open the broken wooden box, only to find the hairpin lying nonchalantly among a pile of wood shavings.

She assumed it was just a wooden box and didn't think much of it. She picked up the hairpin and put it in her hair, while throwing the old, withered hairpin into the stove.

After putting on the hairpin, Qianqian stood up and walked towards the outer hall with renewed vigor.

The tyrant Qing Tingyu also waited in the outer hall. After punishing Yulan and the other palace maids who had forgotten to prepare hairpins for Qianqianluo, he ordered the guards to bring up breakfast.

As soon as Qianqianluo stepped out of the inner hall, she saw the little tyrant in the outer hall eating a table full of delicious breakfast dishes, and even had his free hand to read an ancient book.

"This lowly commoner pays respects to the Crown Prince!!" She hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, her long black hair swaying in the air as she moved swiftly.

"Hmm!!" Qing Tingyu replied simply, but her eyes caught sight of the jade hairpin in Qianqianluo's hair.

The little tyrant suddenly put on a good mood and spoke with a touch of arrogance: "Eat up! I've already eaten!!"

Qianqian Luo tactfully sat down on the couch opposite the little tyrant, kept quiet, picked up her chopsticks, and ate her breakfast in small bites.

Mei Ziye stood beside Qing Tingyu, watching Qianqianluo, whose temperament had changed and whose eating manners were now effeminate. In her heart, she felt utterly contemptuous of her: It's one thing to look like a woman! But her eating manners are so awkward and unseemly!!

Qianqian, who was a girl, had her cheeks bulging from eating. When she took a sip of water, she saw Mei Ziye's disdainful and disgusted look, which startled her so much that she coughed a few times and almost choked to death.

"Cough cough cough!!"

"Make some fruit soup!!" Seeing Qianqianluo coughing with her face flushed red, the little tyrant, for the first time ever, personally poured a glass of fruit soup and handed it to her.

"You lowly, you lowly person, knock, knock..."

"Don't thank me! Hurry up and soak it, lest you choke to death in the East Palace and dirty my place for nothing!!!"

……

After breakfast, she spent some time reviewing lessons with the diligent and hardworking Crown Prince, who attended classes from 5 a.m.

Later, as dawn broke and the warm sun shone down, Qianqian accompanied the Crown Prince, who was skipping class for the first time for love, as they rode out of Xuanwu Gate.

The top floor of the No. 1 Restaurant in the capital was entirely booked by the young tyrant.

Adorned with an exquisitely carved jade hairpin and dressed in a green robe, Qianqianluo sat with the little tyrant, propping her head up, idly waiting for the Mo family army to appear downstairs.

The guards, who were leaning against the steps, turned around and looked at the Crown Prince and Qianqianluo in the distance, feeling that there was a strange harmony between the two.