"Why is it again?" A long sigh echoed through the magnificent and solemn Xi Hua Palace.
A tall man dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe paced back and forth in the hall, casting a worried glance at the princess before sighing once more. "Imperial Sister, I know you love beautiful men, but why must you choose Yue Se Qing? Do you know who he is? Alas..."
In the hall, the princess, draped in palace silk, gracefully brushed her wide golden sleeves as she lounged on a redwood soft chair, leisurely enjoying the fruits handed to her by a beautiful palace maid behind her.
She popped a grape into her mouth and then took a peeled lychee, savoring it with an air of contentment. After finishing most of the fruits, she smiled and replied, "Yue Se Qing is the foremost talent of our time, your left-hand man, dear brother. However, he is not of noble birth; I am aware of that. But it doesn't matter if he isn't noble as long as he is handsome. I don't feel wronged at all."
In the presence of the Sacred Presence, who else would dare to be so audacious? Among all in the court, only this daughter of the late emperor, the first princess of Xi Hua, known for her love of beauty—the Divine Dragon Princess—would have such boldness.
The Divine Dragon Princess is not named after an actual dragon; that is merely her title. Her real name is Thunderous Voice.
It is said that in the year she was born, the Xi Hua Kingdom faced a century-long drought. During spring sowing, the land was parched and unable to yield crops. The Former Emperor was deeply troubled and could not sleep at night. When the princess was about to be born, the weather suddenly changed; dark clouds gathered ominously, and soon after came the thunderous cries that astonished the Former Emperor. He immediately led his officials to offer sacrifices.
Half an hour later, accompanied by a loud wail from the newborn, heavy rain poured down, bringing joy to the entire nation. The Former Emperor was overwhelmed with happiness and wept tears of joy as he held the swaddled infant in his arms, bestowing upon her the title of Divine Dragon Princess and naming her Thunderous Voice.
From that day on, the princess was showered with boundless affection and grew into who she is today.
In truth, Princess Lei has not committed any heinous acts; she simply loves beauty too much. Not only does she desire to be beautiful herself, but she also insists on having beautiful food, beautiful surroundings, and beautiful clothing. Even those who serve her—eunuchs and palace maids—are meticulously chosen for their exceptional figures and appearances.
When it comes to selecting a husband, looks are prioritized above all else. In pursuit of her cherished notion of "beauty," she has unknowingly offended countless nobles.
At fourteen years old, she disregarded the affections of many noble youths and instead fell for a handsome performer from the pear garden. That performer had secretly pledged himself to the Prime Minister's Daughter. Despite her relentless efforts to break them apart, they eloped under cover of night and have been missing ever since. The old Chancellor fell ill due to this incident and has never recovered.
At the age of fifteen, the prince from a neighboring kingdom came seeking a marriage proposal, but she mocked him, saying, "With that sharp chin and monkey-like features, I'd rather marry a monkey than you." Her words angered the prince, nearly leading to a clash between their two nations.
By sixteen, she had driven away king HeShuo with her remark, "How can you even bear to go out looking like that?" Since then, no one has dared to station themselves in the harsh cold of the Northwest.
One misdeed after another had delayed her marriage prospects until now.
Now, at twenty-two, Princess Lei had become what society deemed an "aging leftover woman," burdened by her past indiscretions and left without suitors.
Today, the "old cow," Princess Lei, had set her sights on the high-ranking officials in court, employing various means of teasing, seduction, and pursuit. The royal family's reputation was tarnished, leaving the emperor both troubled and helpless.
"Imperial Sister," he said with a serious tone, "I fear I might be wronging Minister Yue."
Finally halting his steps, the emperor spoke earnestly. "If I recall correctly, you are twenty-two this year, while Yue Se Qing is still not yet twenty. This..."
"Are you implying that I'm an old cow going after tender grass?"
Her voice was sweet and melodious behind the palace veil; anyone unaware of the truth would think she was a virtuous lady speaking.
With that graceful tone, Princess Lei chuckled lightly as she rose slowly. She stepped forward with a charming gait, elegantly lifting the palace veil to smile at the emperor and declared something shocking: "Dear brother, please don't advise me anymore; this old cow has already set her sights on that little tender grass."
Upon hearing this, the emperor sighed inwardly, realizing further persuasion would be futile. He found an excuse to dismiss Princess Lei and cleared his throat toward the screen. " Minister Yue, did you hear that? I've given my advice; now it's up to you to fend for yourself."
As his voice faded, a tall figure emerged from behind the emerald-carved green screen.
The man had strikingly beautiful features, like a white lotus under the moonlight, and in the glow of the splendid palace lanterns, he truly exuded an ethereal grace.
Dressed in simple garments, he radiated a brilliance that surpassed even the most exquisite jade.
This person was Yue Se Qing, the most beautiful person in Xi Hua.
" Minister Yue, if you truly have no interest in the Divine Dragon Princess and wish to avoid her entanglements, then the only path left for you is to disfigure yourself," the Emperor said, his eagerness for talent evident as he genuinely did not want to lose another capable minister.
Yue Se Qing performed a respectful bow, a playful smile appearing on his jade-like face. "The body and skin are gifts from my parents; disfigurement is not an option. Since the princess holds me in such high regard, I shall treat her with utmost courtesy. Your Majesty need not worry about me any further."
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