Qiao Luochuan

Six years ago, the legitimate daughter of the Chu Family was schemed against by her half-sister and was forced to marry the Princely Heir, who was blind and not long for this world.
Fortunately, her medical skills were excellent, and she detoxified the Princely Heir.
Who would have thought after he came back to life, the emperor would actually want to bestow a concubine upon him—and this jerk didn't even refuse.
Furious, she left a divorce letter and then set the Prince Residence on fire, fleeing in haste.
Six years later, the same Princely Heir remained a lonely man, with all his old servants worrying their hearts out.
One day, upon encountering a Little Baozi on the street who looked strikingly like the Princely Heir, they instantly burst into tears.
"The Prince Residence has a successor! Princely Heir, please come back with us to the Prince Residence quickly."
Who knew, Little Baozi disdainfully said, "Not interested."
"Princely Heir, the Prince Residence is immensely wealthy..."
"My mother is the wealthiest person!"
"Princely Heir, the Prince Residence is extremely safe..."
"My mother is the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch!"
"Princely Heir, the Prince Residence has powerful armies..."
"My mother is the heir to the Nanduan Kingdom!"
Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind: "Then, does your mother need an Imperial Consort? I think myself quite suitable."

My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived

Out of options, they could only hide behind the rockery once again.


But who would have thought that Yan Jingjing's ball, while she was playing cuju, would roll over to their side.


She ran over quickly intending to find the ball.


As she looked up, her gaze met with four eyes.


Wuming and Chu Junxi felt their hearts sink heavily.


A fierce light flickered in Wuming's eyes as he thought about making a move to prevent this young girl from exposing them.


But unexpectedly, Yan Jingjing spoke first, "My father the King is over there, anyone who doesn't want to be discovered had better not move."


Before Wuming and Chu Junxi could figure it out, Yan Jingjing had already picked up her ball and walked away.


She ran swiftly back to Yan Lin, calling out obediently, "Father."


Yan Lin stopped in his tracks, his deep gaze settling on her.


Noticing she was still wearing the same outfit as when he had left, his brow furrowed.


Chapter 91 Little Brat