Novel & Cerita Princess Agents Chinese Drama

"Your majesty, her highness Princess Yin Xiulan has come." The court lady outside the hall announced loud and clear. "Come in." He answered. The doors of the hall slid open and the princess general walks in with her chin up. Although she's the first princess of the eighth generation of the dynasty, she isn't wearing an elegant and luxurious hanfu nor headgears or headdress made up of expensive materials. Instead, she only wears her usual pink tai chi-fu, and a jade hairpin to keep her long hair into a bun. In her right hand, she holds her closed fan made up of bamboo and rice paper.

The princess started to walk towards her inner chamber followed by her friends and their maidservants. While the four are preparing, Qi Chen and Xi Hui together with Qi Ming have arrived at the garden where the banquet is being held. The garden is abundant with different flowers that most can only be found in the palace. The scenery almost made the ladies and madam squeal in delight. They can't help but stop in every few minutes to admire the beautiful landscape. Although Qi Chen's family aren't part of nobility they were invited as their children are friends with Princess Xiang and Jun Wang aside from being secretly part of the king's intelligence group.

***** Barefoot, wearing her dirty sweatpants, the ripped t-shirt, bruised and scratched, Romaine strode through the main gate to the Royal Palace, ignoring the protests and calls of the other guards as Kingston and Iker followed her. “Princess Romaine, they’re armed! I can’t let them in,” the man argued. “My God! What happened to you?” She whirled around on him, no more smiles, and glared. “I am Princess Romaine Eloise Santángel-Ordoñez of Deltora, and these two men are my personal bodyguards,” she stated lifting her chin. “They are here to escort me inside the Royal palace. Don’t try to stop them or me again.”

The princess immediately went to the servants quarter and grab one men's clothes and wear it into her room. Randell is already in his room. He is bathing himself and scrubbing his skin when Chandra arrive carrying a pale that fill of water. Those water she carry has mixes with herbal condiments. Randell know her presence so she called to pour the water that has a medicine herbs. So lucky that Randell's head and shoulder shown on princess as she go through the room of Randell were Randell taking a bath of himself. The princess saw Randell's back. She want to close her eyes but she think, what if she will destroy the handsome pirate's bath? because of not behaving herself and can result into m

Creed's POV Fabulous. That was the best my brain could do then. She appeared… amazing. Sweat sprinkled across her forehead, a fine sheen flashing on her skin — and that dress. My God, that dress made her a princess from some faraway, unreachable kingdom. A bright, deep red, cinched just so at the waist, flowing out in liquid silk. "You're in the ladies' restroom, Mr. Malcolm," she gasped, breathless, flustered — and outrageously adorable.

She had unfinished business with both men and she wanted it concluded before she walked down the aisle to Ricardo. Dmitri stared in amazement at the limousine pulling up in his compound, it stopped and two burly guards got out and held open the passenger door. ‘They are not Italian.’ He said to Sacha, Sergi, Luca and Ivan, they lined up behind him and stared open-mouthed when Alcina stepped out, dressed in a stunning royal blue Chanel dress that fitted her slender curves perfectly, it was matched with a Chinese-style long jacket that same colour and her signature Jimmy Choo heels. Her glorious hair was held back in a half French braid and she looked every inch the Mafia Princess, with dark g

Chapter one The princess's choice When a prince decides to take a commoner as a wife, he has to forfeit his throne to any of his siblings, and where he has none, a member of the extended family takes over the throne. Having seen that Prince Charles has decided to spend the rest of his life with Renee, his girlfriend from a poor home. He was asked to detach from the throne. Where Isabella took over. Isabella, for her part, had a handsome, tall, gentle bodyguard, Christian, who took over from her formal guard, Tony, who had gone for paternity leave and didn't return; rather, he was transferred to another section.

The one I had told my assistant to give to Sera several days ago. My breath hitched. "Karen? What are you doing here? Where is Sera?" A sneer twisted her beautiful face. "I'm a Grant, too, Macro. Don't you think I'm a better choice? This way, you don't have to break the engagement, and you can get rid of my troublemaking sister for good." "The engagement is with Sera! Where is she?!" Karen's smile vanished, replaced with a smirk. "She left. Took a fat check from my father and sold her place to me. Just like her, right? All she cares about is money. She never cared about you."

She finally understood what it felt like to truly miss somebody so much that your life can't go on. It was the same Security Officer who had gotten out of the mob earlier. " Your Highness we believe that the person who burnt down your store is one of your guests. It seems this reality show didn't happen by chance. The King and Queen have been manipulated my Princess." He explained hoping not to anger The Princess with the news. " Do you have any suspects?" Katie asked as she moved toward the Officer. It would go a long way to being with Samantha if her innocence could finally be proven!

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin