Japanese translation (online, etc.) gets high marks. Please don't disturb machine translation, experts are making rapid progress)

On the cross street in Qingji's heart, only Chengjiang stood quietly on the road facing the future, but when you look closely, it was not Chengjiang, but Beijing-the figure of Beijing crying and leaving on the way to the cross street gradually emerged.

The parents dote on the princess, but they are still traditional and don't let her see other people. It's good to have someone close. The princess waited and waited intently.