Mingle watched, as Bai Lianhua was getting scolded by a customer, for spilling hot tea all over himself.
"Lao Da, your new waitress is such a klutz." A customer complained, "I can't believe you allowed such a girl to work here."
Mingle spoke, "She's paying off a debt, otherwise, I wouldn't bother with her."
Bai Lianhua stifled for a moment, before heading back to work. Bumping into Bing Hua, she was stunned, she had never seen such a handsome man before, blushing before scurrying herself away.
Hence the first interaction between the female lead and the male lead, Mingle walked back upstairs, with the wind blowing, waving his long hair that wasn't tied by anything, "Seems Like I don't have much time left before it all truly begins."
The heavy pattern of footsteps could be heard, as a young aged man, with a suit of armor and a sword by his side, enters, "By the orders of his imperial majesty, Bai Lianhua has been summoned to the imperial court!"
The female lead halo, what an excellent effect it has, working in mysterious and endearing ways as well.
Bai Lianhua placed the plate down, and kneeled, "Caomin Chen Zai!"
Bai Lianhua was escorted to court, appearing before His majesty and Her Majesty, "You are to be married, to the third prince born of Us, Bing Hua."
Bing Hua entered, "Our Son greets Imperial Father and Imperial Mother."
"You can rise." His majesty commanded, "Bai Lianhua is going to be your princess consort, following the marriage contract."
Bing Hua turned his gaze, "This girl? The one who broke the roof of the tavern? The whole spilled tea all over the customers? The one who even dared to complain about being fed and paid as well? The one who even dared to rob children of their candies to feed herself? This one, Imperial Father and Imperial Mother has chosen for Our son?"
Pitifully despite the witty and clever writing of the author, Mingle intervention and attics over these years have filled the lessen going prince with proper wisdom and common sense as well.
His Majesty was rather puzzled by the buttering effect of many rapid-fire questions in one spoken moment without barely a moment of pause, or cuing in this particular moment as well.
"Bing Hua, you can't simply question your Imperial father? It's the parent's job to choose the perfect person for their children." Her Majesty replied, "She is of noble blood and expected to be your princess consort."
Bing Hua got on his knees, "Imperial Father, Imperial Mother, if Our Son is forced to marry these women, Our Son will not touch her nor expect any grandsons, Our Son hopes the imperial family is blessed by the elder brothers and younger brother giving children in the future."