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

"Oh? Does Empress Grandmother think I shouldn't be the only one feasting?"


Tang Zishen asked, his words unclear with food in his mouth.


The tone of the Empress Dowager was extremely unnatural.


If it weren't for that vile little Nan Baihan, who had no idea that she was expected to offer these buns to her in tribute, why would she have to lower herself to beg from her?


"Oh, there are still three," Tang Zishen continued, still speaking unclearly.


In the past, she would have absolutely looked down on such meager fare.


But now, weak from hunger, she found herself craving the modest buns.


"I'll have two, you'll have one," the Empress Dowager snorted.


Nan Leqin felt like she was about to grind her teeth to dust, but she could only compromise, "Yes, Grandmother."


As the two were still discussing how to divide the buns, Tang Zishen had already let out a satisfied burp.


Chapter 249 He's Here