Chapter 46: The Fake Princess and His God of War Prince (Part III)
Xiao Ji stared into the narrow phoenix eyes under the man in black’s mask.
“I’ve heard the Prince of Beichen is tyrannical and cruel, kills people like hemp, and has the ambition of a wolf. Although this is called a marriage, with my ordinary appearance and common temperament, I’m afraid it will be hard to please the Prince after marrying over.”
“I have self-knowledge. The North is the Prince of Beichen’s world. Isolated and helpless, I won’t be able to deal with those concubines in his manor no matter what. If I have to suffer the torment of concubines, the cold treatment of a husband, daily intrigue, and sleeping alone in an empty room, I might as well die and be clean.”
This speech left the man in black stunned.
It took a long while before he uttered a sentence:
“Which bastards created such rumors out of thin air? Where does the Prince of Beichen’s Manor have concubines?”
After speaking, as if suddenly realizing something, his brows shot up.
“You’re trapping my words?”
Xiao Ji remained calm. “The welcoming team from the North just arrived today, and you delivered yourself to my door. Killing the Third Prince and moving through the Great Yue Palace as if entering an uninhabited land—with such skill and wearing a black iron mask—aren’t you Lin Heng? Does this even need trapping?”
Hearing this, the man in black couldn’t help cursing inwardly.
People in the North were simpler, and the battlefield was simple. If you didn’t like someone, just kill them.
As long as your skills were good enough and your sword sharp enough to adapt to changes on the battlefield, everything could be solved easily.
Unlike this Great Yue Imperial City, where everyone grew thousands of heart-eyes. Even their speech was ambiguous, with words within words. Seemingly nonsense, but actually full of tricks, making him dizzy and terribly annoyed.
Just as he was about to say something more, his ears twitched. He suddenly heard the sound of footsteps and voices coming from the distance.
Startled, he quickly put away the short knife across Xiao Ji’s neck.
“Too late. We’re all on the same side. Help me, and later I’ll definitely make the Prince favor you twice more, never letting you sleep alone in an empty room or suffer torment from others.”
At this moment, Xiao Ji only found it somewhat funny in his heart but didn’t expose him. He simply lifted the quilt on his couch and said to him:
“Get in.”
The man in black stiffened. “You’re about to get married, yet you allow another man into your bed like this?”
Xiao Ji crossed his arms and looked at him. “Otherwise? Do you have a better idea? Shall I send you out and claim a great merit?”
The situation was special. While convincing himself this was just an expedient measure, the man in black gritted his teeth and flipped onto Xiao Ji’s bed.
Xiao Ji followed him onto the bed, hid the man in black beside him with the quilt, and extinguished the candle.
Soon, the footsteps of the guards sounded in the courtyard outside the hall. Arriving outside the sleeping hall door, they were stopped by Lianqiu guarding outside:
“The Princess has retired.”
The leading guard took out a search warrant, speaking politely:
“The Third Prince was assassinated. All palaces and courtyards are being inspected, and the Princess is no exception. Please, Miss, ask the Princess to make it convenient.”
A prince’s assassination was a major event. Hearing this, Lianqiu dared not delay. Telling the guard to wait a moment, he pushed open the door to Xiao Ji’s sleeping hall and spoke across the screen:
“Master, the Third Prince was assassinated. Guards are here with orders to search.”
Xiao Ji hummed faintly, sounding a bit sleepy.
Lianqiu received the order and opened the main door of the sleeping hall, saying to the guards, “Only three enter. Do not disturb the Princess’s peace.”
Xiao Ji was the Empress’s legitimate princess, and his brother was the Crown Prince. In the past, because of his status as a “lucky star,” he was favored by the Emperor and always had his way.
People in the palace were all snobs who watched people to serve dishes. Even with a search warrant, they dared not be too presumptuous in front of Xiao Ji.
Moreover, Xiao Ji was about to marry far away. There was no need to invite trouble at this critical juncture.
So, the leading guard gave Lianqiu some face, selected two men, and entered the sleeping hall. Without making a loud noise, they simply lit a candle and began searching everywhere.
After finding nothing, the guard leader was about to leave when he felt he smelled a faint scent of blood.
He retracted the step he had taken and knelt before Xiao Ji’s bed. “Please, Princess, get off the bed.”
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Ji felt the body of the person under the covers stiffen.
Through the bed curtains, he said coldly, “Lianqiu. Drag him out and beat him to death.”
Hearing this, the guard leader hurriedly bowed. “This subject acts under orders and is not at fault. Dare I ask the Princess where the smell of blood in the sleeping hall comes from?”
Before Xiao Ji could speak, Lianqiu became angry.
“Bold slave! Does the Princess need to report to you when her body is inconvenient?!”
Reprimanded, the guard leader only lowered his head silently but showed no intention of leaving.
Xiao Ji’s voice wasn’t loud, but his words were domineering. He didn’t explain to the guard, only saying:
“Go back and report to His Majesty. Say This Palace has gone to sleep and does not allow you to search This Palace’s bed. This Palace leaves it to His Majesty to deal with.”
The guard didn’t have the guts to go hard against Xiao Ji. Although unwilling, he accepted the order and left. Turning around, he said to his subordinate:
“Go report to the Sage. The Ninth Princess refuses to cooperate with the search of the bed.”
The subordinate guard answered “Yes” and ran toward the Imperial Study.
After the door to Xiao Ji’s sleeping hall was closed tight again, and another half a cup of tea’s time had passed to confirm those guards wouldn’t return, the man in black threw off the quilt.
“Will this implicate you?”
Xiao Ji didn’t care, snorting coldly.
“If he knows what’s good for him, he shouldn’t mention this to my Imperial Father. If he does, he can only blame his own bad luck.”
Xiao Ji had gone to bed. The truth of his male body was most easily exposed at this moment. Xiao Ji was about to reach the age of twenty. If his male body was discovered before then, the “fortune” would become “misfortune.”
This concerned the national destiny of Great Yue.
If the Emperor knew that at this critical juncture, a blind guard almost ruined the national destiny for an assassin who killed the Third Prince, the consequences could be imagined.
The palace was a man-eating beast. There was no reason to speak of, no good or evil to distinguish.
A slight misstep would lead to being swallowed whole without even bones left, let alone playing the saint here.
After the search ended, guards were posted at the entrances of every palace and courtyard to prevent the assassin from sneaking out again.
Xiao Ji got off the bed, peeked out through the window crack, and turned back to tell the man in black:
“You can’t leave. Before the assassin is found, no one can think of taking a step out of the palace.”
The man in black cursed his bad luck, sat up on the bed, covering his bleeding wound.
“Before the Chen hour (7-9 AM) tomorrow, they will catch the assassin.”
As the majestic Prince of Beichen, would it be acceptable if he didn’t have a few spies inside the Great Yue Imperial Palace?
Now that he was in trouble, if there was no movement before the Chen hour, his subordinates would naturally take the blame for him and find a way to get him out.
Xiao Ji looked at his wound and was silent for a moment.
“Send a message to your people. Say you have already escaped. Tomorrow morning, you will leave the palace with my wedding procession.”
The man in black took a deep breath, feeling somewhat dizzy. Just as he was about to say something, he tilted backward and lost consciousness.
Xiao Ji supported him, held his wrist, and after a moment called out:
“Lianqiu.”
Lianqiu entered at the sound. “Master.”
Xiao Ji sighed. “Go get the detoxification pill.”
Lianqiu had sensed something wrong earlier, but since Xiao Ji didn’t call him, he pretended not to know. Now that Xiao Ji had no intention of hiding it from him, he couldn’t help asking:
“Why do you care about this assassin when you have nothing to do?”
While helping the man in black lie down properly, Xiao Ji tore open the clothes on his shoulder. Looking at the hideous wound still oozing blood under the broken arrow, he raised his hand to grip the arrow.
“Assassin? This is my future husband.”
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