When Princess Xuancheng stared at her, Xiao Baoxin had a bad feeling. His eyelids kept twitching. Indeed, it was not good to be afraid of bad things, but bad to be afraid of bad people.
Although Princess Xuancheng was not a bad person, this pampered princess did not know the sufferings of the world. She only thought of herself and did whatever she wanted. Not to mention that she was three or four years older than Xin 'an King, she did not even fancy this person. He was even younger than her brother. His demeanor and temperament could not be compared to Xie Xian's. He was just a brat who was still wet behind the ears.
When she entered the palace, she didn't say that she was careful, but she didn't want to stand out. She was happy to be a quail. She didn't want to get mixed up in the harem. She was even more unwilling to marry into the palace.
