On My Quick Transmigration Journey, My Nemesis's Identity Was Exposed

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The Ninth Prince is peerlessly beautiful and the most doted-on prince in Jiang Chu. Unfortunately, it takes a second life for him to learn that he isn't the emperor's biological son.

"His Highness must have suffered some injustice to fall into the water during morning lessons!"

"I just didn't feel like going to class."

"..."

Given another chance, the Ninth Prince has his heart set on doing nothing. Late at night, with dew on the ground, he clutches his little hand warmer and strolls to the Prince of Yan's residence.

"I'm not the emperor's biological son."

"My lord needn't waste any effort on me."

His elder brother, who's hell-bent on becoming heir and kills without batting an eye, says, "All the better."

When the truth comes out again, the Ninth Prince sits in prison, idly teasing a cricket as he waits to fake his death and escape the palace. But he never expects the imperial city's deepest dungeon to turn into a sea of flames in an instant. He's abducted back to the Prince of Yan's residence yet again.

"Why go to all this trouble, my lord?!"

"..."

One has failed to fake his death, and the other has committed the grave crime of defying his sovereign.

"From now on, we're in this together, my lord."

"Got it. I'll marry you."

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A pampered, lazy beauty who never does anything proper (bottom) x a formerly self-disciplined, proper, frosty mountain of a man who later turns obsessive and sinister (top)

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