Yet now, after traveling through time, fate had gifted him the face of a breathtaking beauty.
And still… he had been abandoned.
If Prince Rong saw how his "fiancé" looks now, Yue Mingxuan thought bitterly, would he regret calling off the engagement?
Such was the way of royalty, heartless and cold.
He let out a quiet sigh. It wasn't just the irony of fate that made him sad, but also pity for the real Yue Mingxuan, whose name he had now taken.
Still, he smirked faintly, his gaze hardening. If that Prince Rong ever regrets it… he'll probably cough up blood.
When Yue Mingxuan woke up from a deep sleep, his whole body felt relaxed and comfortable. His long, dark eyelashes fluttered as he looked at the warm sunlight filling the room, a soft smile lighting up his face.
He sat up and stretched lazily like a cat. How nice, a new day, a new beginning.
After getting out of bed, he picked up his clothes, but before he could dress, Sui He rushed into the room in a panic.
Yue Mingxuan raised an eyebrow and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"
"The E-Emperor wants all the hostages and princesses to gather at Yuehua Hall," Sui He panted, speaking only after catching her breath.
Remembering the scheming emperor from yesterday, Yue Mingxuan frowned slightly and muttered, "Can I not go?"
"I don't think so. Before, if someone didn't go, their monthly allowance would be deducted."
"How much money do I have left?" Yue Mingxuan asked while glancing at the beautiful reflection in the mirror again and silently admiring how perfect this body was.
"All the money was kept by Sister Su Jin. I checked the money box yesterday… not a single coin left."
"How miserable…" Yue Mingxuan sighed, putting down the comb. So he had ended up poor after crossing into this world.
In the end, he had no choice but to quickly tidy himself up and follow Sui He toward Yuehua Hall while wearing the same face that looked like it was painted with strange symbols.
"P-Prince," Sui He said softly, seeing Yue Mingxuan in a good mood that morning. Her natural curiosity couldn't help but bubble up again. "Actually, you're very handsome without using those powders and paints. When you put them on, it actually looks…" She suddenly remembered that the last maid who said the same thing was kicked out of service. Feeling terrified, she clamped her mouth shut.
"I already know," Yue Mingxuan replied calmly.
"Ah?" Sui He looked up, surprised. The prince's tone was calm, his expression composed, he's so different from the spoiled person she remembered. She couldn't tell what had changed, but something about him felt noble and untouchable now. "Then… why do you still put it on?" she asked carefully.
Yue Mingxuan stopped walking. His fine brows knit together slightly. This little maid was too innocent and too curious for her own good. He needed to teach her before she caused him trouble.
"Does your prince have a good reputation?" he asked.
"Uh… no," Sui He answered honestly.