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In the midst of chaos, I anxiously searched for Ling Zhiya.
However, surrounded by a sea of black-clad figures, I found it difficult to distinguish anyone.
As the male protagonist of this romance novel, how could I be dressed in such indistinguishable attire like those extras?
But, dear heroes, shouldn’t you save me first?
I crashed into the prison cart, I crashed, I crashed—I was determined to make my presence felt.
Little Prince's cold gaze shot over, and I immediately felt a chill run down my spine. In my heart, I silently exclaimed: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to draw your attention...
I successfully caught Little Prince's eye, but what happened next was somewhat unexpected.
He struck the prison cart with his sword, and amidst my desperate screams, he severed the shackles around my neck.
As I indulged in the delightful fantasy of "Is he captivated by this young lady from the twenty-first century, beautiful yet eccentric enough to make him betray the court?" Little Prince quietly commanded, "Go."
Then he wrapped his arm around my waist and took off with a grace that felt like flying...
The sounds of battle faded behind us as I remained lost in that wonderful reverie.
What could be more worthy of my imagination than a hero saving a damsel in distress?
At that moment, if he were to propose a deeper bond, would it not be even more thrilling?
I said, "Did you save me because... well..."
While soaring through the air, Little Prince glanced down at me and remarked, "You’re really heavy; I’m tempted to drop you."
Upon hearing this, I immediately shut my mouth and clung tightly to his waist.
What happened next continued to defy my expectations.
As soon as we landed, a tidal wave of shouts surged forth: "Hail the Helmsman! The Helmsman is divine and clever in saving lives."
Naturally, they were not calling for me, but rather... I trembled as I lifted my gaze, only to see Ling Zhiya, disguised as the Little Prince, with a slight smile curling at the corners of his mouth. He slowly peeled off the human skin mask from his face, revealing a strikingly handsome visage with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. I was momentarily stunned into silence.
No, please don’t treat me this way...
Ling Zhiya had executed a clever strategy to divert attention; the real Little Prince had been knocked unconscious in some corner of the royal palace. He had cleverly staged a rescue operation, leading most of the guards away from the dungeon to the market square, successfully freeing all the brothers of the Nishang Society who were imprisoned there.
The Grand Leader of the Nishang Society, who had been exchanging pleasantries with everyone, finally noticed me trying to blend into the background. He spoke up, startling everyone: "I do not recall when this young lady joined the Nishang Society."
Young lady... Indeed, the Grand Leader had sharp eyes.
The men who had been rescued repeated their praises from yesterday. Ling Zhiya remarked, "Ah, I happen to need a young lady at this time."
His words made me feel somewhat embarrassed, and I quickly replied with feigned seriousness, "I am but a proper young lady from a respectable family."
"Which respectable family raised such a clever girl? I remember you recently mentioned something about working tirelessly without complaint; did I mishear?"
The men chimed in, "What do you mean by working tirelessly?"
So this was Ling Zhiya, the infamous schemer.
I forced a smile and said, "I would work tirelessly for the Nishang Society without complaint."
Ling Zhiya poked his forehead and laughed, "I will certainly remember that."
Finally, driven by curiosity, I asked, "How did the Helmsman know I was a girl?"
Ling Zhiya glanced at me nonchalantly and replied, "Though you are somewhat petite and hard to discern with the naked eye, having held you before allows me to feel it."
Then, under my furious gaze, Ling Zhiya leisurely floated away.
I had intended to live out my days in comfort within the Nishang Society, but it was clear that Ling Zhiya had other plans.
He truly was a person skilled at utilizing resources, giving me an opportunity to establish achievements.
I felt a deep sense of helplessness and wanted to tell him that I was merely a small character with no grand ambitions, only seeking food and drink.
He planned to capture all the officials who came to congratulate on the day of the Southern County Young Prince's wedding.
After a swap, I became the unfortunate fake bride.
No wonder he could accomplish great things; he could come up with such cunning tricks.
The Southern County Prince had just been entangled with the Nishang Society, and the wedding would surely be heavily guarded.
I trembled with fear as I sat in the sedan chair entering the royal residence.
The Little Prince pulled at the red silk and bowed with me. Under the bridal veil, I caught a glimpse of his hands, pale as jade, resembling tofu, with long, distinct fingers that were quite beautiful.
Yet I couldn't stop shaking, and the red silk trembled along with me.
Noticing this, the Little Prince softly asked, "Why does my wife shake so violently?"
I forced myself to calm down and replied in a soft voice, "It's my first time; I'm a bit nervous."
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