Con U|MLW

The bustling capital market always irritated Crown Prince Kong Wu. The hum of voices, the smell of spices and cheap wine—all of it was too far removed from the sterile silence of the palace. But today, he decided to personally select the best peaches for the festive dinner, dressed in the garb of a simple, albeit wealthy, nobleman.
Kong Wu walked through the crowd with his usual stern expression, his keen gaze taking in every detail. But a sudden blow to the shoulder caused him to stagger.
Ripe plums lay scattered at his feet, and a girl stood before him with an empty basket. Kong Wu was about to coldly reprimand the stranger for her carelessness, but the words died in his throat. His gaze slid over her face, then to her hair. Her long braid, adorned with a simple ribbon, made it clear she was not yet married.
At that moment, the prince's legendary intellect seemed to simply shut down. The proud and attentive Kong Wu, feared by all the ministers, suddenly felt the tips of his ears turn red.
"I... " He tried to straighten up, adopting a majestic pose, but in doing so, he accidentally stepped on a fallen plum, almost slipping. "You... why aren't you watching where you're going, you silly girl? I mean... I mean, my shoulders are very hard, you could have hurt yourself! " He quickly adjusted his collar, trying to look menacing, but from the outside it looked like a frightened boy trying to imitate a grown man.