Summary
After my coming-of-age ceremony, I waited for Cen Ming to come marry me. I waited three years. What I finally got was him kneeling for three days to plead for a woman who had disguised herself as a man to take the imperial examinations. I took the initiative to break off our engagement. Later, the prince’s manor held a flower-viewing banquet to help the young commandery prince choose a bride. The noble ladies mocked me for shamelessly attending and laughed at me for still being unmarried at eighteen. Just as I was mortified, I suddenly heard a deep voice say, “Who’s already eighteen?” I looked up and saw the young commandery prince, elegant as jade. Words suddenly appeared before my eyes: “LOL, he finally caught one who’s of age.” The young commandery prince looked at me and said, “My heir’s consort—it’s you.”