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With a loud thud, the broom in Le Yao Yao's hands fell to the ground.
Her delicate face was left in shock, wide-eyed and speechless at Nangong Junxi's words. The beautiful eyes that gazed at him were filled with disbelief and astonishment.
After all, she never expected that as soon as Nangong Junxi appeared, he would bluntly ask her such a question.
He asked her whether she was male or female!?
Did he know something!?
In contrast to Le Yao Yao's shock, Nangong Junxi, standing across from her, felt a whirlwind of emotions.
His heart was filled with shock, anxiety, tension, and above all, anticipation and excitement.
At that moment, it felt as if a bottle of mixed flavors had been overturned in his heart, each taste vying for attention.
Just moments ago, he had been bored in the eldest brother's study, flipping through books to pass the time.
After all, since arriving here, he had found himself with nothing to do. Not wanting to return to Great Xia just yet, he decided to linger for a while longer before heading back.
Anyway, that Hated Pest had gone missing. Although Empress Mother would be saddened by it, for him, it was hardly a bad thing.
Ever since childhood, he had never gotten along with that Hated Pest.
Moreover, she was too ugly and cried too easily; she would burst into tears at the slightest provocation. Yet she loved to act spoiled in front of Empress Mother and compete for affection with him.
He could never understand why Empress Mother favored that Hated Pest so much. Every time that Hated Pest cried, Empress Mother would blame him.
Although that Hated Pest was always the one he bullied into tears, he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming dislike for her.
Especially since, aside from being a crybaby, she was also a clingy little pest. No matter where he went, she stuck to him like gum, which made him extremely annoyed.
Moreover, she had a habit of trailing behind him, incessantly calling out "Brother Junxi." Because of this, he had been mocked by his friends more than once.
Particularly after that time when the Hated Pest fell and lost a tooth, she became even uglier. Yet every time she still chirped at him, he grew more irritated and restless, wishing she would just disappear or that he could vanish instead, so he would never have to see her again.
Eventually, his wish came true. During a chance encounter, he caught the attention of the Tianshan Daoist, who saw potential in his physique and recognized him as a rare talent for martial arts.
In the royal palace, there were many skilled guards protecting him; with just a bit of training from a few masters, he could learn martial arts.
However, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to leave the palace and escape from that Hated Pest. So he desperately pleaded with the Empress Mother and his father to let him apprentice and learn martial arts.
Although at that time he was reluctant to leave the palace—after all, he was still young and would surely miss the Empress Mother—just the thought of her being around that Hated Pest made him eager to leave immediately.
Years passed, and he gradually forgot about that Hated Pest. Who would have known that when his master went on a trip and sent them down the mountain, he planned to return to Great Xia to see his long-absent father and Empress Mother? Along the way, he received reliable news that upon his return to the palace, the Empress Mother intended for him to marry that Hated Pest.
Heavens!
Upon hearing this, he felt as if the entire world was about to collapse!
Being asked to marry that Hated Pest was worse than death itself!
However, he didn't want to die, so he could only choose to escape!
Unexpectedly, after two months of hiding with his senior brother, he learned that the Hated Pest had gone missing!
This was excellent! That meant he wouldn't have to marry her.
But the Empress Mother was truly relentless; she sent so many people to search for her and even humorously handed him a portrait of the Hated Pest.
Even after many years apart, the Hated Pest must have turned out quite ugly!
After all, he had seen her father when he was young.
The man was broad-shouldered and stocky, with a square face and a prominent forehead. His voice boomed like thunder, and he sported a large bushy beard. Every time he saw him, the first thing that came to mind was a black bear!
So, if a black bear had offspring, what else could it be but a bear cub!?
Thus, he was certain that the Hated Pest must be very ugly!
Thinking about this, Nangong Junxi couldn't help but picture the appearance of the Hated Pest in his mind. In the end, he was horrified by his own imagination. That's why when Ye Hong presented him with the portrait of the Hated Pest, he didn't even look at it.
After all, he was afraid that looking at it at night would give him nightmares!
As Nangong Junxi idly flipped through the books in the study, lost in thought, his gaze swept across the room and was suddenly drawn to a painting tucked away in a corner.
The painting seemed somewhat familiar, yet it was oddly placed in such a secluded spot. Out of curiosity, Nangong Junxi picked it up to take a closer look.
As he held it, he remembered that this was the portrait of the Hated Pest!
But why would the Senior Brother keep it in the study!?
Nangong Junxi's curiosity piqued; he initially intended to put the painting back but ultimately couldn't resist. He wondered if the Hated Pest looked as ugly as he imagined and decided to compare.
As he slowly unfolded the painting, he was struck by a revelation.
The moment he looked at it, Nangong Junxi felt as if thunder had struck him, leaving him stunned!
The girl depicted in the painting did not resemble his mental image of a hulking, unattractive figure; instead, she had bright eyes and an enchanting beauty.
To his astonishment, this woman's appearance was strikingly similar to Piglet's!?
At this realization, Nangong Junxi was completely taken aback.
Before he could fully process what he had seen, he found himself racing toward Elegant Breeze Pavilion at lightning speed.
He needed to confirm something—something very, very important. That was—
"Are you a man or a woman?!"
As he spoke these words to the Little One before him, Nangong Junxi felt his heart leap into his throat, and he dared not even breathe.
He was afraid—afraid that what he hoped for and eagerly anticipated might be nothing but an illusion.
Although he had felt deeply disappointed after being rejected, leaving the royal residence for several days to drown his sorrows in drink, he eventually came to terms with it. Since 'he' did not like him, there was no need to force it.
After all, 'he' belonged to the Senior Brother.
But now, everything was different.
If—if 'he' truly was her, that Hated Pest—oh no, his fiancée—then he could rightfully marry her and claim her as his own!
Thinking of this made Nangong Junxi feel as if he were floating. The thought of her becoming his princess and spending a lifetime together filled him with joy.
However, the question remained: Was 'he' really her?!
He couldn't help but doubt.
After all, he feared that this was merely a case of mistaken identity.
He feared that all of this was just a figment of his infatuation.
The more one desires something, the more one fears losing it.
At this moment, while Nangong Junxi felt a surge of anxiety, Le Yao Yao was no better off.
Her heart was like a bucket being tossed around, full of turmoil.
However, she quickly composed herself, pressed her red lips together, and said to Nangong Junxi, "Have you lost your mind? Look at me! Do I look like a man or a woman?"
Le Yao Yao did not provide a definitive answer because she was unsure of what Nangong Junxi truly knew.
Though she maintained her calm demeanor, if one looked closely, they would notice that her hands, hidden in her sleeves, were already clenched into fists.
Unfortunately for her, all of Nangong Junxi's attention was focused on her face, perhaps hoping to catch some hint of a flaw there.
But there was none!
At that moment, Le Yao Yao appeared completely composed.
After all, her acting skills were not to be underestimated. In front of someone as formidable as the King of Hell, she might struggle to hide anything. But in front of Nangong Junxi, it was different.
Nangong Junxi was usually careless and not very observant; deceiving him was an easy task.
Yet now, his question was too explosive. What had gone wrong for him to ask such a thing?
As she thought about this, Le Yao Yao felt a deep sense of confusion. Finally, her gaze fell upon the scroll in Nangong Junxi's hands.
At first, she didn't think much of it, but eventually, it began to look somewhat familiar, as if...
Perhaps sensing Le Yao Yao's puzzled expression, Nangong Junxi unfolded the scroll right in front of her and said directly, "If you truly are a eunuch, then why do you look exactly like her!?"
Hearing Nangong Junxi's words and looking at the Portrait of the Girl, Le Yao Yao felt her mind explode with a loud 'bang,' and she froze completely.
There it was—the Portrait of the Girl—dressed in beautiful women's clothing, smiling charmingly, with bright eyes and an enchanting beauty. It was...
Her in women's clothing!?
Heavens! What on earth is happening!?
Le Yao Yao was stunned, but what shocked her even more was that she finally realized this painting was the portrait of Nangong Junxi's fiancée!
Oh my god! Why is this happening!?
Could it be that the identity of this body is actually Nangong Junxi's fiancée!?
Thinking about this made Le Yao Yao nearly lose her balance and fall over.
Her delicate face turned pale in an instant.
If she really was Nangong Junxi's fiancée, then what would happen to her and the living Yama!?
Right!
The first person to see this painting was the living Yama!
He must have seen the painting, guessed something, and then started probing.
No wonder the living Yama acted so strangely last night; it turns out...
As Le Yao Yao was shaken by these thoughts, Nangong Junxi, unable to wait any longer, spoke up again with urgency.
"Tell me! Are you her? Are you a woman!?"
She was also his fiancée!
While Nangong Junxi pressed for answers, Le Yao Yao quickly regained her composure despite her shock.
First of all, she liked the living Yama now. Secondly, if she really were the Portrait of the Girl, given Nangong Junxi's situation, he would definitely marry her, and she didn't want that.
Moreover, perhaps there were just similarities between people! She might not be the woman in the painting at all.
Although Nangong Junxi's fiancée was said to be Princess Lulu, who was extremely favored by the Great Xia Empress, she had grown accustomed to life in Duke Rui's Residence and did not want to be taken to some unfamiliar place.
Life was really good like this; she didn't want to ruin it.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt a bit chaotic inside. However, in the end, she selfishly deceived Nangong Junxi for the sake of her love.
"How can you determine that she is me just from a portrait? I can assure you, we merely resemble each other!"
"I don't believe it!"
At Le Yao Yao's words, the excitement on Nangong Junxi's face was quickly replaced by a shadow of disappointment. Yet, he soon dismissed it.
No, he didn't believe it.
He couldn't accept that there could be someone in this world who looked so much like her!
However, alongside his disbelief, there was a deep sense of unease.
Because he knew the personality of that Hated Pest.
If this person before him truly was the Hated Pest, then why hadn’t she entangled him after discovering his identity!?
Instead, she seemed to despise him greatly.
He still remembered their first meeting; she had been completely unfamiliar with him. Even upon learning his identity, she had shown nothing but disdain. The two of them seemed like sworn enemies from a past life, each harboring hatred for the other.
If she truly was the Hated Pest, she would not act this way.
She would definitely use a tone that he found extremely irritating, constantly calling out "Brother Junxi," and relentlessly chasing after him.
Instead of constantly opposing him!
Could it be that, as 'he' said, people just have similarities!?
But is there really anyone in this world who looks exactly like another person with no relation whatsoever!?
Nangong Junxi felt both confused and afraid.
However, in the end, he did not want to miss this opportunity. No matter what, he wanted to find the most accurate answer because he feared he would regret it later.
Thinking of this, Nangong Junxi's expression hardened as he turned to Le Yao Yao and said,
"Fine, if you want me to believe you, then take off your clothes so I can see!"
"What!?"
Upon hearing Nangong Junxi's words, Le Yao Yao was once again shocked.
Oh my goodness! Did he really just ask her to strip!? If she actually did that, wouldn’t it expose everything!? That absolutely cannot happen!
However, Nangong Junxi was very determined.
"Yes, if you don’t take them off, it proves you have something to hide. You are Lulu!"
His fiancée!
"Uh..."
Le Yao Yao was cursing inwardly at Nangong Junxi's insistence. However, if she didn't strip, he would undoubtedly insist that she was his fiancée! What if he told the Empress Mother and brought her back to Great Xia!?
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt flustered. Looking into Nangong Junxi's determined gaze, she finally decided to take a gamble.
"Fine! I'll strip!"
"What!?"
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words, it was Nangong Junxi who was shocked this time.
His beautiful Peach Blossom Eyes widened in disbelief.
He had always assumed that 'he' was her, but now 'he' was willing to strip and prove his identity. Why on earth? Could it be that 'he' really was a man?
At this thought, Nangong Junxi felt as if he were about to suffocate.
Unexpectedly, Le Yao Yao's next words left him utterly stunned—
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