There’s No Way My Archrival Is the Future Emperor!

The year Ye Weining came of age, he suddenly learned that he was the fake heir of a marquis's household, accidentally switched at birth. On the journey home after being sent away, he fell off a cliff.

The good news: A very handsome beggar saved him.

The bad news: Neither set of parents wanted him, and the hundred taels of silver he had were missing. To make matters worse, he had borrowed that money from his wastrel friends.

The beggar, A Feng, was the prime suspect.

No matter how A Feng tried to explain, Ye Weining insisted:

Until the silver is returned, you're not clearing your name for even a second.

To pay off their debt together, A Feng got a job with the Imperial City Bureau, while Ye Weining dressed as a woman and entered the palace selection.

But the two were natural enemies. Whenever they met, they bickered and sabotaged each other, turning the palace upside down and causing endless trouble.

Just as Ye Weining was getting ahead, the whole palace suddenly erupted in commotion:

The newly enthroned Crown Prince was brutal and cruel, with a volatile temper. The palace servants avoided him like the plague. And that wasn't all: the Eastern Palace was searching everywhere for someone to become the future Crown Princess.

The bad news was that the person's looks, features, and personality all matched Ye Weining almost perfectly.

Ye Weining trembled: QAQ

He found A Feng. "I think the Crown Prince has his eye on me."

A Feng rested his chin in his hand and looked at him nonchalantly. "Mm."

Ye Weining gestured wildly as he described it: "They say His Highness the Crown Prince kills hundreds of people every day, and anyone who meets his gaze doesn't survive three seconds!!!"

A Feng: "Mm."

"I heard His Highness is hideous, like a toad covered in boils. One look at him and you'll get sores all over your body!"

Ye Weining took a deep breath. "Even though you're noisy and annoying and always mess with me, we've been through thick and thin together. I can't just leave you behind. Maybe we should run away someday. I'll earn money and support you."

A Feng raised an eyebrow, looking unconcerned. "Sure. Then I'll lead you in a rebellion. Wherever you want to go, that'll be our territory."

Ye Weining glared at him. "You want to get yourself killed, saying that right under the emperor's nose?"

On the eve of their escape, thousands of elite guards from the Eastern Palace arrived in force, surrounding their quarters so completely that not even a drop of water could get through. Their murderous presence was chilling.

Ye Weining couldn't find A Feng anywhere. On the verge of tears, he said:

"A Feng, we're really done for this time."

If only he'd known, he wouldn't have snitched about someone behind their back.

Never mind. Good brothers might not share a bed in life, but sharing a grave in death wasn't so bad.

He opened the door. The commander and all the guards were kneeling before him.

Under the clear moonlight, the corners of A Feng's lips lifted slightly. Ye Weining could just make out his smile:

"Let's get properly acquainted. I'm your future Crown Princess, Crown Prince Ji Yuefeng. A pleasure."

His eyes gleamed with amusement. "Shall we start a rebellion and seize some territory?"

Ye Weining: ??

Wait, my sworn enemy is the future emperor?!

[Tsundere, easily flustered, oblivious pretty-boy receptacle x Occasionally sharp-tongued, scheming, devoted puppy-dog seme]

[Devoted Crown Prince and beautiful Crown Princess "Daily life spent selling everything to make ends meet"]

1. Happy ending, one-on-one, silly and sweet palace romance, bickering enemies, sweetness overload~

2. The Crown Prince isn't the one who stole the protagonist's hundred taels. It was someone else.

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Theme: Stay alert to scams in everyday life.