This pure feeling, this innocence, I really don’t know what’s going on. Hmm, it’s not just Shu Yu; I suppose between her and others, it’s also love after marriage? After all, coming into this world, she suddenly had six convenient husbands. Thinking this way, she smiled again. She truly has good luck! Yet the sequence of joy and sorrow in life is quite strange. It’s impossible for everything to always be smooth sailing; even if occasionally stable and peaceful, there are always some trivial matters that actively seek them out in daily life. The Seventh Princess. The man named Ah Da, who once harbored Lu Yinyin in Mist Capital, was filled with fervor, believing that as long as he completed the task Lu Yinyin assigned him, he could return to have a young and beautiful wife. For an old man like him, marrying again was already extremely difficult, let alone to a well-mannered and beautiful woman. Although a bit short, she was... kind! He really hit the jackpot! Ah Da’s journey was not smooth. He had a naturally erratic disposition, and when he left Mist Capital, he did so in a rush, carrying insufficient funds. By the time he reached the city where the Seventh Princess resided, he was in tatters, resembling a beggar. He hadn’t changed his clothes for several days, resulting in a strange odor emanating from him. As he walked through the streets, everyone avoided him, wishing they could stay far away. The main issue was that the smell on him was simply too overpowering and foul, as if he had been soaking in a slop bucket for days. Ah Da probably got used to his own smell and didn’t react much to it. After entering the city, he randomly grabbed someone and, showing his yellow teeth, asked, "Seventh Princess, who’s the Seventh Princess, where is the Seventh Princess?!" Hearing this, the person immediately turned pale with fright. "You filthy beggar, get away from me!" How dare this person address the Seventh Princess directly? If this person wanted to die, that was one thing, but why drag someone else into it? She certainly didn’t want to accompany this crazy person to the grave. However, Ah Da, being perhaps a fool, clung to this person, refusing to let them leave. The person, utterly exasperated, proceeded to beat Ah Da. Ah Da, clutching his head, took the beating. His body couldn’t match up to the young, and he coughed up blood from the kicks. After the assault paused, he struggled to say, "I need to see the Seventh Princess, I have a letter for her! Where is she? Take me to her!" "Who dares to be so noisy here, the name of the Seventh Princess is not something you all can casually mention!" Ah Da was taken aback, then he saw a woman dressed in black armor, exuding heroic spirit, glaring at him coldly. Ah Da crawled over, "You know her? Yinyin asked me to deliver a letter to the Seventh Princess, saying that the person the Seventh Princess is looking for is in Mist Capital; this is written by Yinyin! Yinyin’s handwriting is beautiful, she’s only nineteen..." What this foolish man Ah Da said after that, no one paid attention to. Yet, the "letter" he mentioned repeatedly was delivered to the Seventh Princess. The Seventh Princess usually kept to herself; she had long lived in Jiangnan, and it was rumored her biological father was from Jiangnan. She loved the color blue, donning a blue dress that gave her an ethereal appearance. Her figure was not as tall as other women, but rather gracefully proportioned, slender and slender. As of now, the Seventh Princess was seated in a wheelchair; she had been unable to walk for many years.