A classic black-bellied mastermind—the deceptive kind. Like a beautiful poppy flower: stunning and alluring on the outside, yet hiding a seductive poison within.
She was the worst at dealing with this type, but ironically, they were exactly the kind that ignited her fighting spirit the most.
In her previous life, she had been trampled under the feet of that scheming Wang Sumo; in this life, she would absolutely not allow the same thing to happen again.
She was determined to defeat him and make him bow his head in submission to her.
Seeing his young lady’s eyes sparkling, filled with fighting spirit, You Shou knew she was set on taking on that mysterious young man.
“Miss, I seriously suspect you have a masochistic tendency. The people you provoke keep getting more and more formidable, yet your fighting spirit only grows stronger. I think this mysterious man is no ordinary person—it’s better if we don’t provoke him. After all, you’re a young lady; if the royal family finds out you’re entangled with so many men, it won’t end well.”
“Hmph, it’s not me provoking him—it’s him provoking me. And since we’re already involved, it’s too late to say anything now. Even if I lose interest in him, he’ll still be interested in me and won’t let me off easily. And what do you mean ‘entangled with many men’? You brat, what are you implying? Do you think I’m fickle?”
Jin Luoluo jabbed the end of her pen against You Shou’s head, fuming.
You Shou immediately dodged left and right, but still got poked. The young lady was too cunning—always poking people. What if she damaged his brain and he couldn’t marry a pretty wife in the future?
“But look at your status—you’re the future consort of the Third Prince, yet you’re so close with the Second Prince and the Fourth Prince. The Second Prince is one thing, but that Fourth Prince clearly has feelings for you. Miss, having a foot in two boats isn’t good. Can you really handle both of them at once? What if it ends in a big fight? That would be disastrous.”
Letting his imagination run wild, You Shou continued, “In the end, the old emperor will say you’re a femme fatale who brought harm to his sons, and then he’ll have you executed. Oh, and there’s also that Dongfang Hong, plus the mysterious young man—that makes a grand five-way romance! What a tragic five-way love story! Miss, you won’t get torn into four pieces, with each taking a share, will you?”
“I didn’t realize you had such an imagination, You Shou. You should just go write novels—I guarantee your books would sell over ten thousand copies.” Jin Luoluo poked his head again. This boy’s thoughts were seriously unhealthy.

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