Pei Ji, courtesy name Wuwei, had a long sword at his waist. His sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes exuded a heroic air, and his disheveled attire revealed the demeanor of a wandering knight of the jianghu.
The three major CP giants for the emperor bottom disguised as a woman had all gathered. If Xie Wangze was the gentle, black-bellied hostage prince from the enemy nation as the top, and Qingchen was the ascetic monk who turned demonic for him as the top, then Pei Ji was the young general top.
The names alone were quite shippable. It would have been even better if she didn’t have to play the villainess among them.
Chu Yunge spaced out a bit and casually pointed at his clothes as she replied, “Red. I hate red. I’m sensitive to red.”
She sat back in her seat. “Pei Ji, when did you sneak onto the roof? What did you want to do?”
“What could I do? I saw that little pretty boy hadn’t come out, so I thought…”
Chu Yunge’s voice was lazy. “Thought what? That This Princess would force herself on him? Or that This Princess would beat him to death?”
Pei Ji said dully, “Haven’t you killed enough people?”
He actually wanted to add, haven’t you forced yourself on enough people? When they rejected her and she was in a bad mood, she hadn’t hesitated to take it out on others.
But Pei Ji couldn’t stand by while she indiscriminately killed the innocent. Tonight, Chu Yunge hadn’t succeeded with Qingchen. If she took it out on that little pretty boy, he had already decided to grab the man and run.
He hadn’t expected to not see Chu Yunge tormenting and killing anyone. Instead, he saw her… teasing the little pretty boy.
She might not have killed anyone, but she was as impatient and lustful as ever.
At that thought, Pei Ji couldn’t help but take a step back. He hugged his arms to his chest, his face full of wariness.
Chu Yunge watched his movements, and the corner of her mouth twitched.
“You know This Princess is in a bad mood, yet you still dared to peep. You know I loathe red, yet you deliberately wore red. Aren’t you afraid…”
Pei Ji jumped three meters away the moment he heard that.
“Don’t even think about touching me. I’ve said it before: I want to master the Infinite Divine Art. I absolutely won’t touch you.”
Chu Yunge: “…”
Who could have imagined that this guy was the princess’s childhood betrothed.
The Pei Family had produced two marquises, but Pei Ji had not entered any military post. He was obsessed with martial arts and single-mindedly pursued the highest realm of kung fu. He wandered the jianghu and roamed the world.
He also had great martial talent and was the first to break through to the ninth layer of the Infinite Divine Art. He was just one layer away from the tenth—the great accomplishment, invincible under heaven.
But the Infinite Divine Art was a virgin art. Once the Virgin Body was broken, it could no longer be cultivated. Unfortunately, at that time, Chu Yunge turned sixteen and it was time to marry. In order to break through to the tenth layer, Pei Ji delayed for two years, but he could delay no longer.
Pei Ji was ordered back to Heavenly Prosperity City to marry. On the way back, he was delayed saving someone and failed to return in time. Chu Yunge thought he had fled the marriage. In the end, the wedding proceeded as planned, but the groom was changed to Xie Wangze.
Pei Ji was beaten with fifty strokes of the board by the elders of the Pei Family. He was bedridden.
Once he finally recovered and went out to clear his mind, by a twist of fate, he ran into Chu Yunge trying to forcibly abduct a commoner man, only for an accident to occur. She fell from the second floor. The hot-blooded knight Pei Ji saved Chu Yunge and even transferred internal force to her.
Then Chu Yunge switched targets and snatched him back to the Princess Mansion.
The two hadn’t seen each other since growing up, and neither recognized the other until he was brought into the mansion.
Pei Ji felt utterly done for, but Chu Yunge didn’t care. She deliberately conferred the title of ‘side consort’ on Pei Ji, the marriage fugitive, and forcibly kept him.
But Pei Ji remained true to his original intent and insisted on guarding his Virgin Body.
He felt guilty toward the princess, but he truly hadn’t fled the marriage on purpose. Unfortunately, the princess didn’t believe him.
But as an outsider to the plot, Chu Yunge saw things more clearly. She believed him. All the coincidences were just to prevent Pei Ji from truly marrying her.
The emperor distrusted the Pei Family. Pei Ji’s father, however, liked the princess very much and treated her well. The emperor absolutely did not want the princess to truly marry Pei Ji, letting the Pei Family become her support and thereby affecting his ability to exploit her.
Chu Yunge even suspected that the emperor had deliberately held Pei Ji up.
However, the emperor probably hadn’t expected that Pei Ji would ultimately be snatched back to the mansion by the princess.
But this snatching had also made her enemies with Pei Ji. The princess continued to take the blame, her infamy spreading even further, and she even made enemies of the Pei Family.
It was too difficult to win back the Pei Family’s support, and Pei Ji was fated to be the emperor’s CP anyway. Chu Yunge decided to stick to her old method—kick him out.
“Who wants to touch you? What status does This Princess have? There are plenty of people willing to offer themselves. If you don’t want to, This Princess still finds you disgusting for climbing onto the roof in the middle of the night. Get out of the Princess Mansion right now.”
“As if I wanted to stay here.” Pei Ji vanished in an instant.
Chu Yunge was satisfied. She was extremely efficient—she had chased away two people already. She was just short of Xie Wangze. But Xie Wangze was already married to her, so it would probably take some effort to deal with him. For now, filling her stomach took priority.
“Someone come.”
“Your Highness.”
Someone immediately responded, and Chu Yunge then properly enjoyed life in the princess’s mansion. Even a night snack had thirty or forty dishes. As for formal meals, her memories indicated over a hundred.
Although the princess was quite pitiful, thanks to her role as a blood bag, the emperor needed evidence for his act, so the Princess Mansion was luxuriously opulent like never before. Everything was the best, including the palace servants.
After experiencing life as a princess, a thought flashed through Chu Yunge’s mind: she finally had some transmigrator perks.
She ate her fill beautifully, slept beautifully, woke beautifully, enjoyed breakfast beautifully, then spent a day roughly touring the Princess Mansion—places that in the modern world would require money to visit.
The moment Chu Yunge left her bedchamber, a person appeared silently behind her.
His posture was upright. The fitted martial attire accentuated his long legs and narrow waist. His black hair was tied up with a white jade crown, and a red forehead band was tied at his brow level. His features were handsome, his face full of resolute seriousness. He was just young, with baby fat still on his cheeks.
This was the princess’s legendary personal bodyguard. When she left the bedchamber to go out, he would automatically appear and follow.
Yan Feng, the princess’s personal guard, a remnant of the now-destroyed Yan State.
He was also one of the emperor’s CPs, the loyal dog type. He couldn’t compare to the three major CP giants, but he was an important male supporting character, and many people shipped his type.
Don’t let the baby fat fool you—he was like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, just like his name. He was ruthless.
But a blade sharpened too keenly could break easily. Even though his courtesy name from his father was Ruoshui—“supreme good is like water”—he was ultimately too sharp and broke.
In the videos, he suffered the Castration Punishment and became a eunuch.
If things went as expected, this was also Chu Yunge’s fault. Though she didn’t know the reason, inflicting the Castration Punishment on a man pulled the hatred value way too high.
Chu Yunge finished recalling and had already made up her mind. Later, she’d casually find a reason to send him away too.
With that thought, Chu Yunge ignored him and focused on enjoying princess life, inspecting her properties.
She was already tired from walking, and she had only covered less than half the Princess Mansion.
Never mind the fake mountains, gardens, exquisite buildings—there was even a natural lake. Corruption didn’t begin to describe it.
As for clothing and accessories, the warehouses were piled full.
In the afternoon, it rained. Chu Yunge, in high spirits, decided to have dinner in the pavilion by the lake. With one order, she could enjoy gourmet food while appreciating the sunset over the lake. She felt utterly refreshed.
Until she saw Qingchen, Xie Wangze, and Pei Ji.
Xie Wangze wasn’t wearing green today. His white robes swayed lightly in the wind, and his steps carried an air of unhurried composure.
Pei Ji was still in red attire, backing up as he spoke to Xie Wangze.
Qingchen remained in his monk robes, quietly listening to them talk.
The three had distinct styles, yet they harmonized perfectly. The scene was exceptionally beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
Chu Yunge watched and couldn’t help but sigh in her heart, ‘The dog emperor sure has good fortune.’
Three people with such distinct styles were all top-tier, all his men.
After the sigh, she suddenly realized: Xie Wangze aside, why were Qingchen and Pei Ji still in the Princess Mansion? Hadn’t she told them to leave?
“Yan Feng, invite them up.”