Clear-Headed, Perverted Little Princess

Samlet's skin crawled as he watched Qianxi's coquettish, wanton display.

Just as he was thinking of leaving, Qianxi reached out with her slender jade-like hand and grabbed him. Then, blushing, she told him everything about herself.

She told him in extraordinary detail. Not only did she explain her rules for choosing a husband, she also recounted her entire life's experiences.

Although she was only twenty, the twenty years of her life, when spoken of in her own words, could be summed up in three words.

Empty, lonely, cold.

"Don't be fooled by the fact that I'm a princess of high standing who's deeply doted on by King Father, with my royal brothers and sisters all acting like wonderful older brothers and sisters.

"Actually, my entire life has been terribly empty. I've never encountered any setbacks, and whenever people learned my identity, all they did was curry favor with me."

By then, the flush had faded from Qianxi's face, replaced by a trace of loneliness.

As Samlet listened to her account, in the eyes of this uncle who had lived for several centuries, she was simply whining without cause.

"Being a pain in the ass."

In the end, that was the only phrase Samlet could use to sum her up.

After hearing this, Qianxi not only failed to get angry, but excitedly grabbed Samlet's hand and said:

"You really are the only man who's ever made me admit defeat. You actually saw at a glance that I was just being a pain in the ass."

Looking at Qianxi's excited eyes, Samlet began to wonder if there was something wrong with her head.

"Put simply, I'm just whining without cause.

"If I really became a beggar by the roadside, I definitely wouldn't be happy in the slightest. All these feelings of dejection