The Prince Is Actually a Beauty - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“Do you have a name?” After Wen Jiu finished serving, Lin Yunnan sat on the soft chair and carefully examined the young man.

Seeing the young man’s cold, wolf-like eyes, she knew that her reputation as the Young Medicine Prince, known for his extravagant lifestyle, was widespread.

This young man must have taken her for someone like those wealthy young masters.

“Master, the people from Full Moon Tower said this young man is sixteen this year and doesn’t have a name,” Cai Mei said, bowing.

Sixteen years old, he was two years older than her.

Lin Yunnan examined him for a moment and said, “Since you don’t have a name, this Prince will give you one…”

“My name is Shi Qing,” Luo Shiqing said coldly, his voice hoarse and raspy due to his voice changing.

“Do you have a surname?”

Luo Shiqing didn’t answer.

“Do you have any family?”

“No.”

“Then follow me. Cai Mei, later, get everything Shi Qing needs, winter cotton clothes and bedding. He will eat with you and Wen Jiu.”

“Yes, Master.” Cai Mei remembered it as instructed. She understood clearly that she was a personal guard, and Wen Jiu was the personal maidservant personally assigned by the Princess Yuan. Eating with them meant the treatment of the top attendants around the young prince.

“You are two years older than me, and from now on, you will study and practice martial arts with me, and be a companion. If you meet someone you like and want to marry and have children in the future, I will bestow a surname upon you. How does that sound?”

From a nobody who was chased and beaten in the streets to being the companion of the current Medicine Prince, this is truly a sparrow turning into a phoenix.

“Why aren’t you thanking the Prince?” Wen Jiu gently pushed Luo Shiqing from behind.

“Shiqing thanks the Prince.” He bowed slightly, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

“You can go and rest.”

He straightened up and looked at her before leaving.

“Master, Cai Mei doesn’t understand. Why put someone whose background is unclear by your side?”

Lin Yunnan poured herself a cup of plum tea and said, “I see that he is not an ordinary person. He fell into the mud and endured, and he is a young master who has been in a big family before. I guess his family met with disaster and he fell to this state.”

“I will check the families in the North City that met with disaster tomorrow,” Cai Mei said.

After drinking the tea in the cup, Lin Yunnan played with the small and exquisite white porcelain teacup. Wen Jiu stood behind her, loosening her hair and taking off her clothes.

The candlelight reflected on Lin Yunnan’s side face, flickering.

Cai Mei couldn’t help but secretly exclaim, a demon.

The disheveled Medicine Prince curled up obediently in the chair, squinting her eyes like a sleeping kitten, retracting her claws, and losing her former sharpness. She was originally petite, so she always wore her hair up and drew sword eyebrows when she dressed as a man outside.

“I’ll serve the Prince to sleep now.” Wen Jiu lowered her voice and got up to tidy the bed.

Cai Mei turned to go to the outer room to keep watch, lifted the door curtain, and bumped into Luo Shiqing, who had just left.

“What are you doing here?” She frowned, not knowing if this boy had seen the young prince’s sleeping appearance just now.

“This is the Prince’s token, found in the courtyard just now.” Luo Shiqing respectfully handed over the gold waist token in his hand.

Cai Mei took a look and found that it was actually a golden death-exemption token bestowed by the Emperor. It would be a big deal if Lin Yunnan, who always carried it with her, had lost it.

“Forget it, go and rest. This is the young prince’s bedroom. Don’t come over without being announced.”

There were few people in the Snow Garden, and there were not many maids serving. They were basically sent away by Lin Yunnan. She and Cai Mei were on night duty in the outer room.

Now that there was a Shiqing of unknown origin, she really had to investigate carefully and add a few more maids to guard the door.

From then on, everyone in the Northern City knew that the Medicine Prince had a handsome companion reader. Some even asserted that this Medicine Prince was a scoundrel who was fond of both men and women. This male companion reader was a good family’s young master, who was taken a fancy to by the young prince. He resisted to the death, and the young prince captured his entire family, tied them up in the Full Moon Tower, and made the girls serve guests and the boys serve tea and water.

“Hey, isn’t that companion reader a beauty?”

“That’s used to describe women.”

“I’ve seen him. This male companion reader can be said to be heroic and handsome, and he was ruined by the prince.”

Lin Yunnan sat on the second floor of the teahouse, drinking tea and listening to the gossip about her misdeeds from the next table, which was separated by a screen.

“Tsk tsk tsk, this Young Medicine Prince is truly detestable.” She nodded repeatedly while drinking tea.

Cai Mei stood behind her, secretly sighing at her master’s extraordinarily clear thought process. Anyone else would have rushed over to argue by now.

“This kind of rumor, like something from a martial arts novel, is fine for me to hear, but don’t let Shi Qing hear it. He’s been accompanying me to listen to Teacher Zhou’s lectures these past few days, and our relationship has just improved. If he hears this again, he’ll blush and ignore me.”

“He’s just a young man, what exactly does the master admire about him?” Cai Mei stood to the side, holding her sword. She, of course, didn’t have a good impression of Luo Shiqing.

“I’m after his beauty.” Lin Yunnan finished the last sip of tea, smacked her lips, leaned back against the soft backrest, and opened the thick stack of account books in front of her.

Tea Fragrance Pavilion was the largest teahouse in the northern city, with branches all over the country. They sold new tea imported from the south. The tea-making masters were also carefully selected artisans. The tea prices were high, and the tea art was exquisite.

This white tea was specially cultivated in tea gardens in the south, with a limited quantity and high quality. The white tea seeds were not shared, and were monopolized by this Tea Fragrance Pavilion.

Many nobles and dignitaries liked to come here to enjoy tea after they had eaten and drunk their fill.

They earned a lot of money every day, which flowed into the owner’s pockets like a continuous stream.

No one would have thought that the mastermind behind this tea house was actually the Young Medicine Prince.

It was already Shen hour (3-5 PM) when the accounts of the tea house were finished, and fine snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Returning to the Prince Yuan’s mansion in a soft sedan chair, at the entrance of the Snow Garden, a faint yellow light flickered in the wind.

Upon closer inspection, it was Wen Jiu, waiting nearby with a lantern.

“Prince, today the little maids in the garden were gossiping, and Prince Yuan heard them. He beat them up and threw them out of the mansion. We couldn’t stop him.” Seeing Lin Yunnan, Wen Jiu hurried forward.

Lin Yunnan muttered to herself that this was not good. She didn’t even bother to get out of the sedan chair and instead grabbed the reins of her horse and rushed towards the gate.

“Young Prince, Prince Yuan has ordered that you are not allowed to leave the mansion.” The guards in front of the gate knelt down in unison.

“Get out of the way.”

The guards dared not speak, nor did they dare to open the door.

“You won’t let me out, huh?” Lin Yunnan smiled instead of getting angry. She whipped the horse, and the horse, in pain, stumbled forward. The guards dared not use their weapons, fearing they would hurt someone.

Lin Yunnan seized the opportunity, kicked open the door bolt, and broke out of the gate.

The steed disappeared into the night with the wind.

The night was cold and dark like water, and the snowflakes gradually turned into heavy snow, falling in a flurry.

The majestic horse disappeared into the darkness, with the snowflakes growing larger and falling more thickly.

In the wilderness of the west city, where people were buried without proper funerals, there was evidence of a fierce struggle. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and blood dripped onto the snow, like flowers blooming on white silk.

Luo Shiqing supported himself with one knee, his dark eyes fixed on the approaching assassins like a wolf.

The leading assassin dared not underestimate him. They had already shot the young man with cold arrows from the shadows, hitting him three times, yet they still suffered losses after a brief exchange.

They were stalling, knowing that Luo Shiqing wouldn’t last long with his arrow wounds, aiming to exhaust his last bit of strength.

Luo Shiqing was like a lone wolf surrounded by beasts, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

These people had released the news to force Lin Yuan to make him leave the mansion, taking the opportunity to kill him and eliminate future troubles.

The snow fell harder, the pain in his back was excruciating. He couldn’t help but sway a few times, his vision briefly blurring, tilting to one side. The assassins opposite him immediately pounced, their poisoned daggers aimed directly at his heart.

He flipped over, barely dodging the attack, and his short knife, along with his arm, plunged into the assassin’s chest, blood splattering on his face.

The assassin clearly hadn’t expected the young man to fight back, and hadn’t even considered defending himself.

The short knife pierced his chest, getting stuck on the ribs, unable to be pulled out in time. A second silver light, descending from above, struck towards his head.

He had no weapon to block it, and he was outnumbered.

His mother had been framed and killed, and Xiao Mei had risked her life to send him out of the palace, but he hadn’t expected that he would still die here today.

The wind in his ears whipped up the vast white snow, stinging his cheeks. Zhaoxue arrived, cutting through the wind and snow, blocking the long sword aimed at his head.

The person immediately let out a long cry. Lin Yunnan, in white robes, rode a horse and arrived, holding a sword and standing in front of Luo Shiqing, as if a celestial being had descended from the heavens. Cai Mei followed closely behind, holding a black sword and coldly confronting the assassins opposite them.

“Retreat!”
The death warriors, seeing that the situation was crucial, did not linger and disappeared silently into the night.

Prince Yuan’s Mansion

Luo Shiqing was hit by three arrows in the back and a knife in the leg.

Wen Jiu carefully treated his wounds, secretly thinking that this young man’s will to survive was tenacious.

Luo Shiqing lowered his head, not crying out in pain or speaking.

He was facing away from Lin Yunnan, with only his smooth and sleek back visible.

How could he look so gentle and refined in his clothes, but when he took them off, he was as strong as a nimble little leopard.

“Medicine Prince, the master and madam have sent someone to invite you.” Cai Mei lifted the curtain and came in, looked at Luo Shiqing who was being treated, and said, “They want you to bring this person bought from Full Moon Tower.”

“I know, I’ll be there soon.” Lin Yunnan rubbed her forehead, what was coming would come.

After hesitating for a moment, she said again, “Go to the Zhou residence now and invite the teacher, you go personally.”

Seeing the little leopard looking up at her, she leaned down, touched his cheek, and lowered her voice, “Don’t worry, I’ll pretend I didn’t see what happened tonight.”

Wen Jiu finished applying the medicine, carefully put his clothes on him, and retreated.

Luo Shiqing stood up, instantly towering over Lin Yunnan.

She was covered in his shadow, inexplicably wanting to retreat.

His black eyes stared at her intently, like a little leopard just learning to hunt, trying to fix its gaze on its prey.

“It’s just a touch on the face, are you going to touch it back?” She was teasing again, and she raised her head, with the posture of “letting you touch”.

Realizing the person in front of her had taken a few steps back, trying to distance himself from her, Lin Yunnan laughed triumphantly, knowing this kid was thin-skinned.

The next second, her left cheek was pinched and kneaded in his hand.

She still maintained the expression of her mouth wide open, staring blankly at him, her eyes wide.

The person in front of her turned and left, the corner of his clothes stirring up a gust of wind, leaving only her, standing there dumbfounded.