Not waiting for Qiao San, whose face kept changing expressions, to speak, Yu Shan, who had already understood the ruffian’s glance, frowned deeply and sighed, “The Dragon Mother of the Four Seas possesses the body of a Golden Immortal, and has treasures that can subdue me. Plus, the Eastern Shengzhou is under Heaven’s domain, where the number of cultivators in the mortal realm keeps growing. I am no match for her anymore!”
“So what should we do? Let’s…run away?”
Qiao San spoke boldly, pronouncing the word “escape” loudly and clearly. To retreat in disguise when the situation turns unfavorable was indeed the golden rule of any ruffian.
“Giggle, giggle…” Even Yu Shan couldn’t help but laugh at the audacity of the rogue. Her petite frame swayed like a blooming flower. After a moment of uncontrollable laughter, the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons forced herself to suppress her amusement.
“Dear Brother Da Dan, I have a plan that can help us avert danger…”
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When the quiet of night was disturbed by footsteps searching for demons in the palace, in the Imperial Garden, the demon was leisurely admiring the moonlit flowers!
A shadow appeared silently and slowly approached Qiao San, who was savoring the fragrance of the blossoms.
“You still dare to stay here? Aren’t you afraid of being torn to pieces by cultivators across the land?” Her crisp voice and the vanished frown gave Bei Gong Zhen’s tone a strange complexity.
“Hmm…so fragrant!” Qiao San inhaled deeply. Whether he referred to the flowers or her, no one could tell. This irrelevant reply, however, melted the frost on Bei Gong Zhen’s face into a blush.
“Why did you help me? Was that letter sent by you?”
Before Qiao San’s question could settle, he added confidently, “It must be! Because the fragrance on the letter is exactly the same as your natural scent!”
“You!” A deep red flush spread across Bei Gong Zhen’s face. Her slender legs shifted nervously, and her heart warmed as she unconsciously hissed, “Hmph! Who wants to help you? I’m just using you to deal with Chancellor Zuo! Don’t flatter yourself, you rogue!”
“Hehe…then since I’ve already been used, Miss Bei Gong…oh, no, I should say Princess, what’s next? Are you going to fry me or steam me?”
Without realizing it, the two had begun teasing each other like young lovers, and the transition was so natural, so effortless!
“Your mouth can’t utter anything refined!” After scolding him again, Bei Gong Zhen noticed the rogue getting closer and panic stirred in her heart. She quickly turned to leave without looking back, saying, “If you don’t want to die, follow me, Princess!”
“Hehe…Aren’t you Bei Gong Zheng, the young master of the Bei Gong family? Why have you secretly become this ‘Princess Zhen’? That doesn’t seem like you at all?” Qiao San half-jokingly, half-curious.
Given Bei Gong Zhen’s wild nature, she should have snapped back fiercely, but surprisingly, her fierce gaze softened. A deep sadness, impossible to suppress, surfaced on her delicate face.
Qiao San was puzzled by Bei Gong Zhen’s silence. His mood was infected by her heavy aura. When he snapped out of his daze, he was startled by the current situation!
Ah! What’s going on here?!
At some point, his large hand had already rested on Bei Gong Zhen’s tall, fragrant shoulder. His warm palm gently patted the suddenly sorrowful wild mare. Even Bei Gong Zhen, usually sharp and cold toward him, now weakly leaned against his chest, her faint sobs soaking his poor shirt!
“You…you…don’t cry!” Their relationship had completely flipped in this “daze,” and Qiao San struggled to adjust to the change.
“Don’t move! Let me stay like this a little longer!”
Wild mares remain wild even when tamed, causing endless headaches. Moments later, Bei Gong Zhen roughly wiped her tears on Qiao San’s robe before lifting her head and standing straight, returning to her usual self.
Unconsciously, the secret she had kept for years poured out. Bei Gong Zhen revealed her true identity and the royal scandal.
It turned out Bei Gong Zhen wasn’t a fake princess but a genuine one.
Years ago, the shrewd Empress gave birth to a daughter. But to seize power, she staged an old trick—switching the baby princess with a male heir. The newborn princess was sent to the Bei Gong Clan, the Empress’s trusted allies. Later, the false prince unexpectedly died, and the Empress suffered great loss.
Years of guilt and longing made the Empress devise another plan. She fabricated a story about her real daughter being stolen by a rival in the harem, easily deceiving the aging emperor. Eventually, the emperor recognized his long-lost daughter from among the commoners, creating a legendary tale.
Though simple to recount, for Bei Gong Zhen, discovering her true identity was a thunderclap. Unable to accept such a complex and pitiful background, and unwilling to forgive her so-called mother, she became increasingly willful and domineering after entering the palace.
Hearing this, Qiao San was speechless. His heart warmed, and the dazed man once again pulled the beauty into his arms.
In the darkness, Princess Zhen secretly led Qiao San into Qifeng Palace. Though officially the Empress’s residence, half of it was essentially Princess Zhen’s private quarters. Without the princess’s permission, even the Empress dared not enter freely, clearly showing the long-legged beauty’s status.
Before Qiao San, whose expression was rapidly changing, could speak, Yu Shan, who had already understood the rogue’s gaze, darkened her face and sighed, “The Dragon Mother of the Four Seas possesses the body of a Golden Immortal and wields treasures that can suppress me. Moreover, the Eastern Continent is the territory of the heavens, and the number of human cultivators continues to grow. I am no match for her now!”
“What should we do then? Should we… run away?”
Qiao San spoke with righteous confidence, emphasizing the word “run” loudly and clearly. Seeing the situation turn unfavorable and pretending to retreat was the golden rule for a rogue.
“Giggle, giggle…” Even Yu Shan was amused by Da Dan San’s shamelessness. Her petite body blossomed like a flower, shaking with laughter for a while before the Princess of Ten Thousand Demons forcibly suppressed her mirth.
“Brother Da Dan, I have a plan that can help us both escape danger…”
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When the tranquility of the night was disturbed by the footsteps of the palace guards searching for demons, in the royal garden, the demon was leisurely admiring the moonlit flowers!
A figure quietly appeared, slowly approaching Qiao San, who was savoring the fragrance of the flowers.
“You still dare to stay here? Aren’t you afraid of being torn to pieces by the cultivators of the world?” A crisp voice, devoid of its usual sternness, carried a complex and inexplicable tone from Bei Gong Zhen.
“Mmm… so fragrant!” Qiao San took a deep breath, whether he was referring to the fragrance of the flowers or the person, his evasive answer melted the frost on Bei Gong Zhen’s face into a blush.
“Why did you help me? Was it you who sent me that letter?”
Before his question even landed, Qiao San confidently added, “It must have been you! Because the scent on the letter is exactly the same as your body fragrance!”
“You!” A deep blush spread across the beauty’s cheeks. Bei Gong Zhen’s long legs fidgeted nervously, her heart warming as she involuntarily spat out, “Bah! Who wants to help you? I was just using you to deal with the Left Minister! Let me tell you, you rogue, don’t flatter yourself!”
“Heh, heh… Now that I’ve been used, Miss Bei Gong… oh no, it should be Princess, what are you planning to do next? Fry me or steam me?”
Unconsciously, the two began to banter like lovers, the change so natural and unnoticed.
“Your mouth spouts nothing but nonsense!” After another scolding, Bei Gong Zhen noticed the rogue getting closer and closer. Panicking, she turned and walked away without looking back, saying, “If you don’t want to die, follow me!”
“Heh, heh… Aren’t you the young master of the Bei Gong family, Bei Gong Zheng? How did you mysteriously become Princess Zhen? This doesn’t seem like your character?” Half of Qiao San’s words were idle chatter, half genuine curiosity.
Given Bei Gong Zhen’s wild nature, she should have fiercely retaliated, but to Qiao San’s surprise, the tomboy’s beautiful eyes darkened, and a trace of sorrow from the depths of her heart uncontrollably surfaced on her jade-like face.
Bei Gong Zhen’s silence inexplicably unsettled Qiao San. His gaze, seemingly infected by the heaviness of the woman’s shadow, snapped back to reality, startling him with the current situation.
Ah! What… what’s going on?!
Unbeknownst to him, his large hand had already encircled Bei Gong Zhen’s tall, fragrant shoulder, his warm palm gently patting, comforting the suddenly sorrowful wild horse. And Bei Gong Zhen, the tomboy, was behaving “strangely.” She, who had always been as sharp as a sword towards him, was now weakly leaning into his embrace, her faint sobs dampening his poor clothes.
“You… you… stop crying!” The relationship between the two had turned upside down in this “daze,” and the subtle change in their hearts left Qiao San momentarily disoriented.
“Don’t move! Let me lean on you a bit longer!”
A wild horse remains a wild horse, even when tamed, its wildness still making the man smile wryly. After a while, Bei Gong Zhen fiercely wiped her tears on Qiao San’s clothes, then straightened up, returning to normal.
Involuntarily, the secret she had buried in her heart for years burst forth, and Bei Gong Zhen revealed her true identity and the royal family’s scandal!
It turned out that Bei Gong Zhen was not a fake princess but a genuine one.
Back then, the shrewd empress gave birth to a daughter, but in her quest for power, she orchestrated a cliché switch at birth. The newborn princess was sent to the Bei Gong family, the empress’s trusted confidants. Later, the fake prince unexpectedly died, leaving the empress with nothing but regret.
Years of guilt and longing for her daughter led the empress to devise another scheme, fabricating a story that her real daughter had been stolen by a rival in the palace. This easily deceived the old emperor, and eventually, there was a legendary tale of the emperor recognizing his daughter from the common folk.
Though it sounds simple, for Bei Gong Zhen, who discovered her true identity midway, it was a thunderbolt. She could neither accept such a complex and pitiful background nor forgive her so-called mother. Hence, every time she entered the palace, she became unbearably domineering.
Hearing this, Qiao San fell silent. His heart warmed, and the “dazed” man once again embraced the beauty.
In the darkness, Princess Zhen led Qiao San stealthily into the Phoenix Palace. Though nominally the empress’s residence, at least half of it was Princess Zhen’s private quarters. Without the permission of the domineering princess, even the empress dared not enter casually, highlighting the status of the long-legged beauty.
“Heh, heh… Not a bad place. Am I going to be the prince consort here from now on?” Rogue San looked around with satisfaction, his smug expression as if he had truly become the master of the place.
“Rogue, dream on! I’m sending you here to be a eunuch. You did quite well as a eunuch in the Jade Concubine’s palace.”
The princess’s identity couldn’t suppress her wild nature. Bei Gong Zhen’s long leg swung out without warning, aiming a kick at Qiao San, her voice still filled with hatred, “I’m going to castrate you today, so you can be a eunuch from now on—honestly!”
Qiao San’s large hand reached out, and with a step forward, he not only caught the princess’s leg but also pulled her delicate body into his embrace.
Cheek to cheek, nose to nose, the two were so close they could feel each other’s breath. The rogue’s shameless nature flared up again, “Heh, heh… If you hate me so much, why did you keep helping me escape danger?”
It was the second time he asked a similar question, but this time the meaning was vastly different. Without waiting for the long-legged princess to forcefully argue, Qiao San swiftly changed the topic, his eyes blazing with heat, his hoarse words almost brushing against the princess’s ear, “Princess, since you saved this servant, let this servant serve you well!”
“Rogue! Dream on! I’m sending you here to become a eunuch. You did quite well as a eunuch in the Jade Concubine’s palace.”
Her royal status couldn’t stop her wild nature from erupting. Bei Gong Zhen suddenly kicked out her long leg, catching Qiao San off guard, her voice filled with hatred, “Today, I’ll castrate you and make you behave—forever a eunuch!”
Qiao San swiftly caught her leg while stepping closer, pulling her slender form into his arms.
Cheeks touching, noses nearly brushing, the two were so close they could feel each other’s breath. The rogue’s shameless nature emerged again, “Hehe…If you hate me so much, why have you saved me repeatedly?”
A similar question for the second time, yet this time the meaning was vastly different. Before Bei Gong Zhen could retort, Qiao San changed the tone sharply, his eyes blazing with passion. In a hoarse whisper, almost brushing her earlobe, he said, “Your Highness, since you’ve saved this servant, let this servant serve you well from now on!”
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