lcionline Chapter 645 Princess Kunxing
Chapter 645 Princess Kunxing
Liu Ye chuckled to himself, thinking: Wen Tiren has already revealed your connection to the palace, and your self-narration of your background is such a cliché and melodramatic plot, plus that "Imperial Observatory," even a fool would know! He wanted to tease her a bit more, but he felt that he had been hanging upside down for too long, and his head was getting a little congested and dizzy, so he decided to keep it short.
"If I'm not mistaken, your family's former courtyard was the Prince Xin's mansion, and the later large courtyard was the inner palace of the imperial palace. Your father's surname is Zhu, and he is the current emperor. Your mother, who raised you, has the surname Zhou, and she is the current empress. Isn't that right, Princess Changping?"
The Ninth Prince's eyebrows furrowed, his exquisite features shrouded in a layer of ferocity. He pulled a dagger from his boot and pointed it at Xia Tiannan: "Who exactly are you? How did you guess my identity?" She was puzzled. Apart from her title, this person had guessed almost everything about her background correctly. Just who was he?
Liu Ye was naturally unaware that the Princess Changping, who was passed down in folk legends, was actually titled Princess Kunxing at that time. Changping's title was changed during the Shunzhi reign of the Qing Dynasty.
Seeing her admit it, Liu Ye was 100% certain that he knew her identity and there was no need to waste any more time. He shouted, "Chiyo, make your move!"
Shimazu Chiyo bent her body, performing a difficult sit-up-like movement in mid-air, drew her sword, and cut the ropes. As she fell, she swiftly spun around and severed the ropes binding Liu Ye, then landed lightly on the ground.
Liu Ye didn't have that kind of skill. When he landed, he used his arms to protect his head to avoid hitting it, and rolled on the ground, looking somewhat disheveled. However, he reacted quickly, taking advantage of the Ninth Young Master's dazed state to snatch the dagger, turning it around and holding it to her neck. He then said to the men who rushed over after hearing the commotion, "Stop right there, or I'll stab your master to death!"
The men exchanged glances and stopped in their tracks. Shimazu Chiyo, meanwhile, drew her sword and stood in front of the two men, remaining vigilant.
Liu Ye asked softly, "Ninth Young Master—or perhaps you prefer to call me that—are your men imperial guards? There are so many of them, I'm a little nervous. It wouldn't be good if they got hurt."
The Ninth Prince replied with a livid face, "Don't worry, they are just ordinary guards. No matter how outrageous I am, I would never bring palace guards here to fool around. If Father finds out, I'll be in big trouble."
"That's good," Liu Ye said. "I don't want to cause trouble. If we fight here and alert the guests in the establishment and the local officials, it won't be good for either of us. How about you escort me out, and then I'll let you go?"
"Did I have a choice?" The Ninth Prince rolled his eyes at him resentfully.
"Very good. Have your men stand still, and we'll slowly retreat." Liu Ye gently tightened his left hand around the Ninth Prince's neck, the tip of his knife pressed against the side of his neck, and slowly retreated. Shimazu Chiyo also slowly retreated along with him.
Liu Ye and the Ninth Prince were pressed tightly together, inevitably causing friction. It was the first time the Ninth Prince had been so close to a young man, and her initial anger gradually turned into unease. A masculine scent wafted into her nostrils, making her legs involuntarily weak—an experience she had never had in her more than ten years of life. Previously, the men she had been in contact with were only her father, her younger brother, and eunuchs; she had never been so close to a completely unrelated man.
In that instant, she forgot that she had been kidnapped with ill intentions, and a thought involuntarily popped into her head: God created men and women for a reason. In fact, men and women are ultimately different. Before, she had played some fake phoenix and virtual phoenix tricks with those women. No matter how intimate they were, it was no match for this gentle hug from a young and handsome man—although this posture could hardly be considered a real hug.
Once outside, after confirming that the men hadn't followed, Liu Ye relaxed a bit and whispered in the Ninth Prince's ear, "Ninth Prince, remember that next time you kidnap someone, you must tie their hands and disarm them. Otherwise, if something like today happens again, others might not be as lenient as I am..."
The moment her ear was touched by warm lips, Ninth Prince felt as if she had been electrocuted, her whole body going numb. She tried her best to control herself and not lose her composure, clamping her legs together and asking in a trembling voice, "You...you'll let me go?"
"I have no grudge against you. It's just that we're fighting over a woman—oh, no, it's that you're trying to steal my woman—isn't that a common thing in the world of pleasure? Besides, even when you subdued me, you said you wouldn't kill me. Why should I make a big fuss and go against the emperor? Even if she's not born of the legitimate wife and was raised outside the palace, she's still his own flesh and blood!"
The Ninth Prince closed his eyes and remained silent. Her face flushed, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, as if she were enduring some kind of pain.
Liu Ye, of course, hadn't expected that a young girl who liked to dress as a man would be so sensitive to the opposite sex. He had assumed she was too young and pampered, inexperienced in such situations, and had been frightened. He couldn't help but ask, "Ninth Young Master, how old are you... oh, no, I should say, how old are you?"
"Ten...fourteen..." The Ninth Prince practically spat out those words through clenched teeth.
"So she's a little girl!" Liu Ye was sweating profusely. In the future, a fourteen-year-old would still be a junior high school student carrying a schoolbag. Who would have thought that in this time and space, a fourteen-year-old girl could run a brothel, keep thugs, and act more mature than an adult, constantly flirting with girls.
He looked around and, feeling safe, released the dagger, pushed the Ninth Prince aside, and took a few steps back.
The Ninth Prince was caught off guard by the sudden push and nearly fell over. His headscarf fell off, and his once-pinched hair came loose. In an instant, he transformed from a handsome young man into a beautiful young woman, looking exceptionally charming under the lanterns at the doorway.
He glanced at her with the eyes of an experienced driver, gave her a high score of eight, then sighed and thought to himself: Royal blood is indeed not bad, she is indeed a beauty in the making, it's just a pity that she is still a loli.
He cupped his hands in greeting: "Ninth Young Master, we have no enmity between us. Today's matter is just a misunderstanding. I will not give my woman to you. You should also adjust your sexual orientation! She is a pretty girl. Don't let this kind of hobby hold you back. Find a good husband to marry her in the future and start a family life as soon as possible."
The Ninth Prince blushed and said in a low voice, "Ninth Prince is just a nickname. I have a name, Zhu Meichu, and my title is Princess Kunxing. Don't call me by the wrong name in the future..."
"Oh, Princess Kunxing, I'll remember you. May we meet again someday, as the green hills remain and the clear waters flow on!"
Zhu Meichu called out to Liu Ye, who was about to leave, "Hey, after all this time, I still don't know your name!"
Liu Ye waved his hand, "Nobody here, Princess, you don't need to worry about me. Farewell!" Then he and Shimazu Chiyo disappeared into the darkness.
Zhu Meichu gazed in the direction he had disappeared, a sense of loss washing over her. After a while, she clenched her fists and smiled slightly, "Did you think I couldn't find out your identity?"