Chapter 2 (1/2)

【2】

After being astonished, the “me” in front of me expressionlessly extracted out the dagger that was originally stuck in the bed, stared at the word on the dagger, and said: “Yun? Heeh, East Yuan Country’s royal name — you are a member of the East Yuan imperial family, and even know martial arts. Ohh, could you be Princess Changyi?”

I stared blankly, and asked: “How did you know that?”

Frankly speaking, seeing your own face say something to you while using a peculiar intonation, now that was a complicated feeling. It was like looking into your reflection in the water, and then a rock hits the water, forming a circular greenish blue ripple that made you look weird and indistinct.

“Changyi is an expert in martial arts, and has also has great courage…” The other party fiddled with the dagger while saying a few words officials say to praise me.

They sound pretty nice, but were in fact pretty stereotypical and repet.i.tive. My royal sisters were all “XX Princess has a gentle and kind nature, an elite women who excelled in painting and calligraphy, is a great musician…” and so on. But I was not gentle or kind, I was at most plainspoken. I was not an elite woman who excelled in painting and calligraphy, nor could I play an instrument. As a result, officials had no other choice but to reluctantly talk about my martial arts, as proof that I wasn’t someone who could not do anything…

“And I even know that your name is Jiao. Ah, good name, a clear moonlight…” He said casually.

“You are Prince Wumin?” I interrupted him.

He nodded: “Yes.”

Without saying another word, I charged forward and seized the dagger away from his hands. He actually did not dodge or hide, and allowed me to take the dagger.

Even though it was strange, I still pressed the dagger on his neck… or should I say, my neck.

Prince Wumin laughed: “You want to suicide?”

I coldly answered: “I might as well take you down with me.”

“Then have you ever thought that, if your body dies, what if my soul returns to my body after having no place else to go? If that happens, you’ll die, but I’ll be safe and sound… hrm?

“…” I rigidly clutched the dagger in my hand, “Is that even possible?”

“What do you think?” He was calm and composed, and made a cheap smile with my face, “Since even exchanging bodies is possible, I don’t believe that there is anything in this world that is impossible.”

In fact, I also felt that way too…

I slowly withdrew the dagger. Then, I pressed it against my neck: “Then I might as well just suicide. When your body dies, your soul wouldn’t be able to return.”

Prince Wumin raised his eyebrows: “You are quite resolute. East Yuan Country, a country meeting its final days, is it worthy of you doing this?”

“If it wasn’t for you indulging your soldiers to willfully ma.s.sacre the people in territories you conquered, I wouldn’t have come to a.s.sa.s.sinate you.”

Prince Wumin pondered for a while, and then said: “If you suicide, I indeed cannot return. But don’t forget, even though I am currently in your body, my handwriting is still the same —— If you die, I will fake a blood letter, saying that it is someone from the East Yuan Country who killed me, and make West Yang Country’s soldiers avenge me —— once they attack East Yuan Country’s walls, they would immediately ma.s.sacre the entire city, whether or not they surrender.”

That was my voice, my tongue, that was controlled by Prince Wumin to spout such malicious words. I grew infuriated: “You seriously have no face!”

“It’s your face anyway.” He said with a chuckle.

“…”

I kind of felt like recklessly throwing everything aside and taking him down with me…

In the next instant, Prince Wumin withdrew his smiling expression and said seriously: “Princess Changyi, no matter what, the current us cannot fighting with each other. Rather, we ought to cooperate — my royal father is critically ill, and my royal uncle, the King of Xiuyi is eyeing the throne. Even though I had confidence in myself, now that this sort of thing happened, if he seized the throne, then East Yuan Country’s people will definitely be helpless.”

“Then what should we do?”

“I will marry you.”

Prince Wumin looked at me, and said with a slight laugh: “Or should I say — You will marry me.”