The Arrogant Crown Prince Woos the Untouchable Beauty

Si An was born into the imperial family, The Outcast, yet above countless others.

The Crown Prince was noble and brilliant, extravagant and proud.

At the Emperor and Empress's behest, the proud and noble Crown Prince was forced to disguise his identity and leave the palace.

Si An first saw Xie Jiushuang in front of a Buddhist shrine.

Sunlight streamed down through the skylight. His ink-black hair was soft as silk, and his cool, handsome features were touched with delicate color.

On the fan-shaped cushions in the shrine, dusty rays of light fell across the young general's brows and eyes. His long lashes fluttered like dancing willow fluff as he offered a devout prayer.

Si An knew Xie Jiushuang was handsome, but he had never imagined he could be this beautiful.

General Qingyu stood ramrod straight, his eyes closed and his expression solemn and devout.

Si An gazed at Xie Jiushuang's lovely profile, watching the pale headband fall across the elegant bridge of his nose.

At seventeen, General Qingyu Xie Jiushuang sat for the palace examination, placing first in all three rounds and becoming the youngest top scholar in the dynasty.

He led troops on a western campaign, taking six cities in succession and earning the title of Marquis Qingyu.

While recuperating in the capital, Xie Jiushuang was entrusted by his benefactor with looking after and mentoring a young man named Lin An.

The boy was lively and clever, but also rather conceited, arrogant, and overbearing.

"If you won't apologize, you can go without dinner tonight!" Xie Jiushuang's crow-black lashes lowered, his face cold and refined.

Lin An was so angry his eyes reddened. Apologize to him? Not a chance!

Two days later,

Xie Jiushuang looked at the starving boy, whose face had gone pale, and let out a soft sigh.

"I've already sent an apology gift on your behalf. Come over and have a bite."

Lin An gave a cold laugh. Whoever wanted to eat could eat! He absolutely would not!

But when the spoon was held to his lips, Lin An pursed his lips. Fine, it did smell pretty good.

In the thirty-fifth year of Qingyuan,

General Qingyu Xie Jiushuang was falsely accused and imprisoned.

"How dare you! Who would dare enter this forbidden prison!" a soldier shouted.

Lin An's eyes turned cold as he displayed a golden command token, instantly setting countless people in motion.

The Vice Minister of Justice was startled the moment he saw Lin An's face.

"Long live the Crown Prince! May Your Highness be well!"

In the thirty-sixth year of Qingyuan,

Xie Jiushuang was summoned to the palace. He knelt in the great hall.

When he raised his eyes, he saw a familiar figure.

Born of the imperial bloodline, graced with elegant bearing, nine strands of jade beads hanging before his brow, he was so majestic that he was almost impossible to look at.

That was the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, second only to the Emperor.

Xie Jiushuang stared at Lin An in a daze, and the other man was looking right back at him.

There really do seem to have been emperors who grew up among ordinary people in ancient Chinese history, haha. I've heard some unofficial historical gossip.

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