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"Cough..." Yue Xiao Neng Cao coughed, spitting out a mouthful of clear water. When he looked up, he saw the shy face of Princess Lei and vaguely realized that she had been taking care of him all along. In his dazed state, he muttered a thank you, "Thank you, Princess."
"Don't... don't mention it," Princess Lei said, feeling a bit guilty after having taken advantage of the situation for so long. She waved her hands repeatedly, "It's everyone's responsibility to care for the injured."
"The Princess has a kind heart..." Yue Xiao Neng Cao thought of something, but the high fever was making his mind hazy again, and even his voice was growing softer.
"Of course! This Princess is the kindest person in Xi Hua... Hey, Yue Se Qing, don't sleep now..."
The man beside her became limp and hot. Princess Lei grew anxious. She sat on the ground and pulled him into her embrace, vigorously patting his face. "Wake up! If you sleep now, you might never wake up again... Oh dear, this Princess will sacrifice herself for a moment; don’t sleep! I’ll tell you a story, a real story that I’ve never told anyone..."
"Okay..." Yue Se Qing rested his head on her lap, responding drowsily, feeling an overwhelming sense of familiarity with this scene.
Long ago, it seemed he had also been held like this by a woman.
That woman, who loved beauty above all else and feared dirt and darkness, willingly sat in the mud on a pitch-black night, keeping him company as he lay on the brink of death, telling him stories throughout the night in broken phrases.
Ah, stories are all the same.
She told him the tale of a foolish princess.
Once upon a time, there was a princess who was deeply favored by her father. Growing up in pampered luxury, everyone called her the Ridiculous Princess.
When the princess turned fourteen, she accidentally encountered a Opera Performer. This Opera Performer was as beautiful as a flower; not only could he sing and dance beautifully but he was also eloquent and charming. With his clever tongue, he won the princess's heart completely. The princess fell deeply in love with Opera Performer and went to great lengths to persuade her father to bring Opera Performer to live in her palace, granting him endless honor.
One night, Opera Performer was captured by the princess, who was the elder brother of the crown prince.
It turned out that he had sneaked into the Eastern Palace under the cover of darkness to meet the future Crown Princess—the daughter of the current Chancellor.
He had long been in love with her, and his encounter with the princess was all part of his meticulous plan to see his beloved in the palace.
Kneeling before the princess, he pleaded desperately, “Sheng Sheng, you are the best woman in the world. I beg you to grant us our wish and let us go. Sheng Sheng, you are a princess, favored by the emperor. You are already called reckless; please be reckless for me one more time and let us go.”
Upon hearing this, the princess first scoffed, thinking that she was indeed reckless and thus deserved to be deceived. After laughing and crying, she ultimately did that “reckless thing” and let them go.
She personally arranged their belongings and watched them depart. Then she secretly rode after them for three days and nights without a drop of water.
Those were the darkest days of her life.
It started to snow. She lay in the snow, her consciousness fading, unaware of her surroundings. Frozen to the bone, she eventually fainted.
At that moment, she encountered a little beggar…
“You have no idea how dirty that little beggar was; his face was always smeared with mud, and he stubbornly refused to wash it. It drove This Princess mad! Oh… no, I mean the princess in the story…” Princess Lei ’s tone softened unconsciously as she spoke, a smile creeping onto her lips.
Yue Xiao Neng Cao—no, at this moment he should be called Prince Ye You —gathered all his strength to slowly lift his head and open his eyes. He looked at Princess Lei's mud-streaked face, and a barely noticeable smile began to form at the corner of his mouth.
Indeed, back then she always called him little beggar, chasing after him to make him wash his face while complaining about how dirty he was and scolding him for being disgusting. Heh… this grudge could finally be settled.
"The princess lived with that little beggar for half a year. At the time, she thought those six months were filled with suffering, but for some reason, when she looked back, it was the happiest time of her life..."
Princess Lei continued, "Later, the princess learned the beggar's true identity. He was actually the Crown Prince of Dongwu Kingdom, wronged by his own brother and forced to wander the streets, hiding in a small town on the border of Xi Hua Kingdom... But none of that mattered anymore. The little beggar had been stabbed by a rogue who was harassing the princess while trying to protect her, and he fell into the mud, never to rise again..."
A tear slid down Princess Lei's cheek, landing on Ye You's face, cold as the stream under the moonlight.
At that moment, Ye You felt dazed, his body burning with pain, yet he still managed to smile.
Nothing could be more wonderful; she remembered him, always had, and was even willing to shed tears for him.
In truth, during that period of enduring and filthy life, he had never understood why he came into this world. With brothers turning against each other and parents filled with suspicion, he had a home he could not return to. His extraordinary beauty was hidden beneath the mud; he had no dignity, no emotions, and faced scorn from all sides. He had never understood why he continued to endure such a life. Now he finally realized it was all for her—to wait for her to appear during her lowest moments, to take her home, to comfort her, love her, cling to her, and finally close his eyes contentedly in her embrace.
At that moment of closing his eyes, he heard many voices interrupting their rare time together. He felt unhappy about it, but his whole body ached too much for him to care anymore.
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