The Prince Is Actually a Beauty - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The night was like a rising tide of black water, surging and rolling up the tattered clouds. The wind howled and roared, mixed with raindrops the size of beans, which pattered on the eaves.

North Chang Kingdom, Imperial Palace.

The neat sound of horse hooves stopped in front of the Vermilion Bird Gate of the Imperial Palace. Eight green horses pulled a red soft sedan chair, with silver bells tied to their hooves, and a strange black totem embroidered on the saddle.

Behind the carriage followed two teams of men in black riding horses, neatly guarding the carriage.

The driver was a middle-aged man, also in black, with rain streaming down his face.

“Sir, please show your pass.” The guards of the forbidden army hurried forward to stop the person.

“No need, no need, our family is here to pick up with the emperor’s token.” Fu Guang shouted from afar, holding up a small umbrella and hurrying over. His clothes were also half wet, and the wind and rain blew him and the umbrella crookedly, and it looked like he was about to be blown over with the umbrella.

Fu Guang was the current emperor’s favorite, the chief eunuch brought into the palace by Emperor Shiyue.

Seeing that Eunuch Fu Guang had come to pick up the person in person, the forbidden army did not dare to stop him, and directly opened the palace gate to let him pass.

Suo Jiao Palace

At this time, the lights were brightly lit, and a group of palace maids and guards were lined up neatly, waiting at the entrance of the hall in the cold wind for the master who was about to arrive.

This courtyard was newly built, and Emperor Shiyue personally wrote the name. Since the day it was built, people had been sent to clean it every day, but no concubine had been seen moving in. The servants had long guessed that this name was for which folk lady the emperor wanted to keep in a golden house.

The rain grew heavier, and lightning tore through the purplish-blue clouds, setting off the torrential rain.

The soft sedan chair pulled by the green horses stopped right in front of the hall door.

Bai Zhi and Feng Li, the head palace maids of Suo Jiao Palace, immediately directed people to hold up umbrellas and move wooden steps to the front of the sedan chair to meet them.

The driver dismounted and raised his hand to lift the curtain, and immediately two guards came forward to lift another small sedan chair from this large sedan chair and carried it into the hall.

“Quick, quick, quick, lift up the curtains.” Fu Guang also couldn’t bother to hold an umbrella to block the rain, soaked all over, using that small umbrella to block the top of the small sedan chair.

The palace maids, in a flurry, lifted up the curtains, and two black-clothed guards carried the small sedan chair inside.

After settling down, they followed the leading middle-aged man and rode away.

“Eunuch Fu Guang, do the servants want to go in and serve the master to wash up?” Bai Zhi was clever, and she and Feng Li were also the head palace maids brought up by Fu Guang, hand in hand.

“Guard the outer hall, the one inside is probably tied in. The emperor is rushing over here, you must serve well.” Fu Guang took the handkerchief handed over by the little eunuch next to him and wiped his face.

The day before, the emperor had just gone to Shaoguang Temple to pray for blessings, and now it was the time of Zi(11pm-1am), the emperor had to rush back in the rain, this momentum was enough to see the status of the one in Suo Jiao Palace in the emperor’s heart.

Feng Li set up a fire basin in the outer hall and brewed warm tea, pouring a cup for Fu Guang and Bai Zhi to warm their bodies.

“Sister Bai Zhi, an eunuch from Shaoguang Temple has come.” A little palace maid ran in breathlessly.

Eunuch from Shaoguang Temple?
Fu Guang glanced at it with the paper lanterns outside the hall, which were swaying in the wind.

The torrential rain was pouring down, and the person came with an oil-paper umbrella, the umbrella surface was gilded with rain-beaten lotus leaves, wearing a cloak, stepping on a pair of black silk auspicious cloud boots, and holding a tall white horse in his right hand. The paper umbrella blocked his face, making it impossible to see his expression.

It’s just this horse… Fu Guang squinted his eyes and looked carefully again, and immediately exclaimed in alarm, “Quick, please let the person in.”

The eunuch from Shaoguang Temple entered the hall and nodded slightly to Fu Guang, and stepped towards the inner hall.

“This…” Feng Li wanted to speak but stopped, just about to speak to stop the person, but was quickly swallowed the words back by Fu Guang’s look.

Looking up and seeing that person enter the inner hall, Fu Guang then let out a sigh of relief and sat on the red wooden chair in the outer hall.

“Eunuch, the person just now was…”

Fu Guang drank a cup of hot tea, “The emperor is far away in Shaoguang Temple praying for blessings, and in his heart he is also thinking of this lady, he is just a working eunuch.”

Bai Zhi immediately understood.

The current emperor, in order to catch a glimpse of this lady, changed into a eunuch’s clothes overnight and rushed over from Shaoguang Temple.

Inside the Suojiao Palace

The hall was covered with a thick layer of mink fur carpet, and in the hall was a rose-red silk carved bed with a red curtain. The bed was not against the wall, but a purple crystal railing was set on the west side, with several bulging soft cushions for people to lean on.

The person half-lying on the bed was revealed in the gauze curtain, wearing a goose-yellow cross-collar ruqun with a light blue begonia flower outer garment, revealing the milky white top inside, with purple ribbons on her arms, and a pair of lotus-pink embroidered shoes on her feet.

She had a single bun on her head, with only one wooden hairpin inserted. Fine strands of hair hung down on both sides, indescribably soft and well-behaved.

At this time, this person’s eyes were covered with black cloth, her ears were stuffed with cotton, and her hands were tied behind her back.

Lin Yunnan felt a cool breeze coming over in a daze. She had been drugged, and her limbs were sore and weak.

Her vision was completely dark because her eyes were covered with black cloth. A pair of cool hands reached over and took out the cotton from her ear. She heard the patter of rain outside the hall, the whistling wind, and the sudden thunder.

The hands slowly stroked from her earlobes, over her face, and gradually moved to her eyes, untying the black cloth covering her eyes.

Warm firelight reflected in her pupils, but her eyes, which had been in darkness for too long, did not feel the candlelight dazzling at this moment.

Was it already night? She only felt sore all over.

A little eunuch in the clothes of an attendant was standing in front of her, lowering his head and trembling as he reached out to untie the ropes behind her back.

The ropes were untied. She glanced at them and found that they were the finest ice silk ropes, specially used by the royal family and nobles to tame disobedient beauties from all over the countries. The person tied up would not be injured no matter how they struggled.

The little eunuch was lowering his eyes and tidying up the ropes. A gust of wind came and pressed down on his shoulder, and another small hand was on his neck. The beauty on the bed was lying on his body, tightly strangling his throat.

“You…” Lin Yunnan wanted to ask the little eunuch something, but found that her throat was burning with pain when she spoke, and her voice was so hoarse that she couldn’t speak normally.

She tried hard to make a sound, cleared her throat for a long time, and could only vaguely utter a few syllables.

The little eunuch pressed beneath her suddenly let out a soft laugh. She was violently flipped over, her hands pinned above her head.

The little eunuch removed his hat, his face carved with distinct angles. Under his sword-like eyebrows, a pair of pitch-black, ink-like peach blossom eyes revealed a smile, but the smile seemed to be separated from her by a thin layer of ice fog. He laughed, “Medicine Prince, it’s been a while.”

This was no ordinary little eunuch. She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her blood flowing backward.

Seeing the person beneath him frozen in fear, he playfully leaned in closer, “The medicinal fragrance on the Prince is still pleasant, surpassing the three thousand beauties of the harem, which made me search for a long time. I never expected that the Medicine Prince, who has quelled the southern chaos and healed countless people under my throne, would be such a beautiful person, capable of toppling a kingdom.”

Seeing her about to speak, Luo Shiqing reached out and put a white, jade-like pill into her mouth, “The damage to your voice from long-term use of medication to imitate a man’s voice is too great. If you want to speak normally, you must take this medicine, and you can be free from the medication and return to normal after half a month.”

After speaking, his fingers lovingly brushed over her delicate lips, as if he had a premonition, he withdrew his hand a second before Lin Yunnan opened her mouth to bite.

The pill’s icy, cool taste went down her throat, the coolness dissolving the pain, which was really comfortable.

Lightning flashed through the clouds, illuminating half the night. The white light shone on her face, making her small, palm-sized face particularly endearing.

It was this person with such an innocent appearance that had taken him half a year to catch, and he had even lost an entire secret team.

“Does Xiao Anan still remember what I said?” He leaned down and picked her up, who was trembling.

That year, heavy snow fell on her shoulders. He, covered in wounds, broke into the Medicine Prince’s mansion, only to see her with carriages, servants, and parents preparing to go south and retire.

In that era of turmoil, he was isolated and helpless, and the emperor had sent him to fight a battle he was destined to lose.

She still remembered that the young man silently stuffed the warm peach blossom wine he had been holding into her hand.

Standing in the snow, watching her leave, his eyes were red, like a wolf cub who had lost his loved ones.

He said softly, “Anan, I will lead the troops south tomorrow, and I won’t be able to take care of you. Don’t leave me, okay?”

She held the jar of peach blossom wine, which he had braved the wind and snow to buy, in her hand and shook it a few times, then suddenly let go.

The fine white porcelain bottle fell on the snow, shattering into pieces, and the peach blossom wine spilled all over the ground.

Her eyes and brows were full of disdain, “Your Highness should worry about your own safety first. It’s a losing game, with no chance of winning.”

A few drops of warm wine splashed onto the back of her hand. She frowned in disgust, took out a handkerchief to wipe it clean, and turned to leave.

The handkerchief spun in the wind and snow and floated to the ground.

“Lin Yunnan, when we meet again, even if you are a man, I will keep you firmly by my side.” The voice of the young man, like a roaring beast, drifted in the sky full of snow.

She abandoned him cruelly at his most isolated and helpless moment.

The young man in the memory overlapped with the man in front of her.

At this moment, the fire pit in the hall was warm and cozy.

“Can you let me go, please?” She shook her head repeatedly, her small hands tugging at his wide sleeves, begging. She knew she couldn’t escape unless the man in front of her softened, the man who loved her softened.

“Xiao Anan’s voice is so pleasant.” He chuckled softly, placed her on the bed, turned a deaf ear to the person in his arms struggling and unwilling, tucked the quilt for her, and loosened her hairpin to untie her hair.

The beauty on the bed had ink-like hair like a waterfall, her eyes were slightly red and tearful, and her small mouth was pouting.

He squatted down to look at her at eye level, “Our Xiao Anan looks so beautiful in women’s clothes.”

She knew that the man in front of her, seemingly gentle as water, had a bloody and ruthless nature in his bones. From a sixth prince whose mother was framed and abandoned, with no power or influence, he climbed step by step to the throne to clear his mother’s name, the Emperor of Beichang, to whom ten thousand people bowed their heads.

Would it be that if she hadn’t saved him from the Full Moon Tower back then, all of this wouldn’t have happened?