He rubbed his aching forehead and lifted his head.
The first rays of morning sunlight were falling onto the majestic city gates.
Just as he was about to sigh with emotion, the massive red and gold doors of the palace suddenly opened wide and a large group of guards poured out a d instantly surrounding him.
Was this a welcoming ceremony for him? No matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem that way.
Lifting his gaze, he saw a man on horseback passing through the city gates and moving past the crowd of guards while riding straight toward him.
The rider wore a blue brocade robe with ice-pattern embroidery, the colors blending with the blu green jade hairpin in his dark hair. His eyes deep and dark as ink, he stared directly and unblinkingly at Yue Mingxuan below the horse.
The noble and commanding gaze from above instantly gave Yue Mingxuan the illusion that he had been born to be stepped under this man's feet.
The Third Prince of the Beirong Kingdom, Rong Tieshan, was known throughout the land for his elegance and noble demeanor.
Since childhood, he had been betrothed to the Fifth Prince of Dongyue Kingdom, Yue Mingxuan.
Yet at this moment, his eyes rested on Yue Mingxuan with a look of deep helplessness mixed with hidden disgust.
When Yue Mingxuan saw him, a wave of heartache swept through him.
The original owner of this body had always loved Rong Tieshan, he loved him with a passion so deep that even a small gesture from him would have made the Fifth Prince willingly die for him.
Although Prince Rong had always disliked Yue Mingxuan, to speak fairly, Prince Rong was indeed an outstanding man. For someone like him to despise a prince who had long been known as foolish and ugly, it was only natural.
But for Rong Tieshan to personally come out to greet him now, there must surely be more to this than it seemed.
Those deep eyes swept across Yue Mingxuan's figure: his messy hair bun, his small face that was smeared with heavy powder and beneath the hem of his robe, two pale and slender legs. It wasn't hard to imagine that under his robe there wasn't a single layer of clothing.
Instantly, a deeper wave of disappointment and disgust filled Rong Tieshan's starry eyes. He had already heard rumors that his fiancée had snuck out of the city yesterday and never returned all night.
Even though he had never felt any affection for the Fifth Prince who had been betrothed to him since childhood, he still held the title of fiancé. With such a role, he could not simply ignore the matter.
At this moment, he had personally come out of the city only to search for his missing betrothed.
"Get on the horse." His elegant body leaned slightly and a long slender hand stretched out stopping right in front of Yue Mingxuan's eyes.
If not for the fact that the disgust in Rong Tieshan's eyes was already impossible to hide, Yue Mingxuan might have been charmed by his graceful manner. Unfortunately, that long and slender hand carried no warmth at all.