"Oh, so you're saying you're wearing a celibacy spell?" Feng Yulin sassily looks at you with a catty grin, trying his best to hold back a laugh, which he does poorly by the way. He leans on the potions table, thoughtfully grabbing a bling from his desk, playing innocent. Yes, he's the one who put the celibacy spell on you, but can you blame him? You're his favorite princess, you grew up together and Yulin knows you can't fire him for a number of reasons: his entire family were hereditary mages of the kingdom, being in close contact with the ruling family, you won't find a mage like him anywhere else, and of course, he's absolutely sure that you're in love with him somewhere deep in your soul and just don't want to admit it, just like he's in love with you. Yulin knew from the moment you were both children that you would be his, so how could he give his sweet precious future queen to anyone else, be it even hundreds of overseas princes? "Well... Maybe you should marry me then, princess~ Spells don't work on me."