My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

He also inherited the "handsome" gene of the entire Xia royal family. He was usually elegant and outstanding. In addition, he showed a free and unrestrained personality and was different from the crowd. As a result, he was the prince charming in the hearts of almost all the young ladies in the capital. Countless noble ladies wanted to marry him even if they were to become concubines.

However, Hui also discovered an interesting phenomenon in Dong'er's memory: several times in Dong'er's memory, when Xia Wuwei mentioned Xia Yuxuan, a cold glint would always flash in his eyes.

'It seems Xia Yuxuan and Xia Wuwei don't get along!'

Thinking of this,

Hui found a seat opposite Xia Yuxuan and sat down.

Seeing Hui sit down, Xia Yuxuan also sat down, filled himself a glass of fine wine, raised the glass with both hands and said to Hui, "Poetry and songs are my greatest hobbies, and I have studied them quite a bit. I consider myself a talented man. But tonight, seeing Miss Lin compose two timeless masterpieces in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, I am amazed and ashamed of my own inferiority. I would like to offer Miss Lin a toast first."

After Xia Yuxuan finished speaking, he picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Your Highness flatters me. I am not talented; I was just lucky."

"Miss Lin, please don't be modest. A masterpiece can't be created by luck alone. Miss Lin's talent is second to none even in the world. I'm curious, which prestigious family could have raised such a remarkable and talented woman as Miss Lin?"

After speaking, Xia Yuxuan looked at Hui with deep eyes, not wanting to miss any expression on Hui's face.

Hui felt extremely nervous under his gaze and dared not meet Xia Yuxuan's eyes. She answered with her gaze slightly evasive:

“My family is a humble household in Bagong Mountain, Huaihai, and we are unworthy of such praise as Your Highness’s four-horse carriage.”

The place name Hui mentioned is real. She overheard it from a stranger while having drinks at a restaurant.

After hearing Hui's words, Xia Yuxuan frowned, unsure whether what Hui said was true or false. However, he quickly recovered and casually remarked, "Miss Lin is from Huainan. I thought Miss Lin came from the Nangong family in Suzhou, Jiangnan."

"Nangong?! That's the family of Nangong Bingqing, the legendary most beautiful woman in the world. Nangong Bingqing is known as the most beautiful woman in the world; how could someone like me from a humble family possibly be worthy of her!"

“Miss Lin, there’s no need to belittle yourself. Although Nangong Bingqing is known as the most beautiful woman in the world, if Miss Lin were to remove the disguise on her face and put on a dress, she would surely be a beauty of unparalleled grace, and probably no less stunning than Nangong Bingqing.”

'······'

Hui had a strange feeling, or perhaps it was just her imagination: had she just been flirted with?!

On the surface, Hui remained humble and followed Xia Yuxuan's lead, saying, "I am but a woman of meager beauty, how could I possibly compare to Nangong Bingqing, the most beautiful woman in the world? Your Highness is too kind to me."

"Hahaha! If Consort Hui is only of a delicate appearance, then wouldn't all women in the world be just country bumpkins? Come, let me toast Consort Hui, such an extraordinary woman."

Xia Yuxuan raised his wine glass to Hui, but his eyes were sharp as he looked into Hui's beautiful eyes, a half-smile on his face.

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It was as if the pause button had been pressed; the scene was deathly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Hui's entire body stiffened, feeling utterly hopeless: 'As expected, what's meant to happen will happen.'

for a long time,

Seeing that Hui still didn't move, Xia Yuxuan pressed on, "What? Does Consort Hui dislike this latest imperial brew—Xinghuacun Fenjiu? Oh, that's right. I suppose Consort Hui must have gotten tired of this so-called imperial brew back in the palace."

Seeing that Xia Yuxuan had made his point so clear, Hui was ready to admit it, but then she suddenly thought of something and wondered, "Could he be bluffing me?"

Hui decided to take another gamble.

She then put on a bewildered expression and asked in a very puzzled tone, "Huh? What did you say, Your Highness? Consort Hui? Wasn't Consort Hui beaten to death by the Emperor long ago? Besides, I only recently came to the capital with my father and brothers to visit relatives. How could I possibly have anything to do with Consort Hui?"

Xia Yuxuan was not annoyed at all when Hui denied it. Instead, he poured himself a cup of Xinghuacun Fenniang wine and muttered to himself as he drank: "Consort Hui is indeed dead. No, it is that little maid named Dong'er who is indeed dead."

“My informant in the palace can even give me a detailed account of the entire death of that maid named Dong’er.”

"Everyone in the entire palace, including myself who got the information from the informant, believed that Dong'er was dead."

"Not only do we think so, but everyone in the world thinks that Dong'er is dead."

"In that sense, Dong'er is indeed dead."

At this point, Xia Yuxuan chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Heh! Everyone in the entire court and the public, including me, thinks they are smart."

You treat Consort Hui like a fool, a fool who can't see the situation clearly and has unrealistic fantasies.

But little did these people know that in Consort Hui's eyes, we were the real, self-righteous fools.

"I am truly amazed by Consort Hui's 'fight to the death' strategy."

Squeak!

The door to the private room was suddenly opened, interrupting Xia Yuxuan's words.

A man clad in armor appeared at the doorway. He wore a frost-covered, sun-shining helmet with a blue tassel, and a suit of armor inlaid with plum blossom and elm leaf patterns. The armor was visibly covered in dust, and there were many old, interlocking knife marks. He wore a red velvet belt, with beast-face patches covering the front and back of the armor. The belt was dark in color and clearly made of special fine iron. He wore a white silk robe with colorful flowers, with a purple velvet ribbon hanging down. On his feet were yellow leather boots, which were now covered with water stains and mud, making him look travel-worn.

At this moment, he called out urgently, his forehead beaded with sweat, as if he had just finished strenuous exercise. He bowed to Xia Yuxuan and said, "Your Highness, we have received the information you requested."

"Commander Wang, there's no need for such formalities. Just give me the intelligence."

After Xia Yuxuan finished speaking, the man went into the house, handed him a small note covered with writing, and then turned and left.

After reading the note, Xia Yuxuan's face immediately showed a knowing smile, and then he looked up at Hui and explained:

"As soon as I saw Miss Lin, I immediately dispatched the entire Imperial Guard, carrying lanterns, to search the mass graves five miles outside the city overnight. They practically dug three feet into the ground, but they just couldn't find Consort Hui's body."

Coincidentally, they also questioned the merchants who had entered the city that day. The merchants all said that on the day Consort Hui's body was dumped, a very beautiful woman had followed a man from the direction of the mass grave and then entered the capital. They even showed them a picture of a concubine's plain clothes, and sure enough, the woman was wearing a concubine's plain clothes.

They then investigated the woman's whereabouts more thoroughly, and the latest information showed that she had come from Hongfu Inn and was now sitting opposite me.

"Consort Hui, is there anything you wish to say?" Xia Yuxuan asked with a smile, waiting for her reply.

Hui glanced at the note Xia Yuxuan had casually placed on the table. From Hui's angle, she could only see many densely packed words, but the specific content was unclear due to the angle.

Hui pressed her lips tightly together, her eyes filled with an extremely unpleasant expression. She knew that 'the other side already had irrefutable evidence.'

If I continue to play dumb, I won't be offered a toast, but rather forced to drink a penalty shot.

As a woman, Hui knew that the other party had countless ways to make a woman wish she were dead.

Taking a deep breath, Hui slowly said, "You're right, my previous identity was indeed Consort Hui."

However, that's all in the past. From the moment the Emperor ordered my execution, there was no longer a Consort Hui in the world; there was only an ordinary woman named Lin Hui.

Furthermore, I'm not as powerful as you claim, capable of manipulating everyone in the world. I was just lucky to escape unscathed.

"Miss Lin has finally admitted that she is Consort Hui."

Hui frowned, feeling a little strange, but still admitted, "Yes."

"Haha, it's good that you admit it. Actually, all the things I said before about the Imperial Guards going to some mass grave to find your body and investigating your whereabouts were made up by me."

The Imperial Guards are the royal bodyguards; they are not something I can mobilize at will. As for asking the squads guarding the city gates for information, they see tens of thousands of people every day. Even if you have an impression of Consort Hui, you can't recall the specific details. As for investigating your whereabouts, there are at least tens of millions of people in the entire capital. Without a specific target in advance, who can determine the whereabouts of someone in such a short time?

Therefore, until Consort Hui confirms it herself, I'm not sure if you and Consort Hui simply look alike, or if it's really as I suspect.

Chapter 199 Existence Itself

"you!"

Hui slammed her hand on the table in anger to express her frustration.

But as soon as he took the picture, he immediately felt a pang of fear. Without a doubt, this was that old geezer Xiao warning him.

resignedly,

Hui wanted to stand up for herself, but the situation simply didn't allow it, so she could only suppress her dissatisfaction.

"Consort Hui, there is no need to be angry. I had no choice but to do this, and I meant no harm."

"So what do you want? To hand me over to the Emperor?"

"Haha, Consort Hui, you're overthinking it. I've already said I meant no harm." Saying this, Xia Yuxuan stared straight at Hui and said, "I've come to seek cooperation with you."

"Cooperation? What do you mean?"

Hui was taken aback, wondering what Xia Yuxuan was up to.

Xia Yuxuan calmly put down his wine cup, looked at Hui, and asked meaningfully, "Consort Hui, don't you want revenge?"

Xia Yuxuan finally revealed his true purpose.

As sons of the late emperor, Xia Yuxuan considered himself countless times superior to Xia Wuwei, who was good for nothing but playing around with women. Moreover, his birth mother was a legitimate concubine, while Xia Wuwei's mother was just a palace maid. Why should the throne be yours? Just because your mother was better at seducing men?

He had wanted to reclaim what was his for a long time, and everything was ready; he just needed to wait for the right opportunity.

Of the ten grandmasters of the imperial court, he has already won over five of them. Of the remaining five, two remain neutral, while the other three have chosen to pledge allegiance to Xia Wuwei.

He also recruited many other first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate masters from the martial arts world to support the coup.

Xiahou Dun, the only innate master in the royal family, held a transcendent position and would not care about his previous struggle with Xia Wuwei.

Unlike other princes, he always concealed his own power, which is why he was not killed or exiled by his beloved tenth brother like his older brothers. In his younger brother's eyes, he was just a frivolous and carefree prince who liked women.

Originally, after a while, he would have used all his strength to take back what was rightfully his from his younger brother.

However, the situation has recently changed dramatically.

Xia Wuwei, that good-for-nothing who only knows how to play around with women, actually managed to win over Nangong Bingqing, the only disciple of Tiandaozi.

A master of the Celestial Realm, to be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Tiandaozi had no intention of becoming emperor...

Otherwise, if he wanted, the whole world would be his, and no one would dare to stop him, nor could anyone stop him. Even the Xia royal family, which controlled the most martial artists in the world, would have to kneel when necessary.

Xia Yuxuan had certainly considered trying to win over Tiandaozi, but the latter didn't even want to see him.

Since Nangong Bingqing came down from Tianshan, he had made a point of contacting her and had even managed to make her develop feelings for him.

With the idea of ​​winning her over with sincerity, Xia Yuxuan fawned over Nangong Bingqing, pleading and flattering her, and serving her wholeheartedly.

Therefore, he successfully planted a hazy seed of love in Nangong Bingqing's heart.

When he learned that his tenth brother had invited Nangong Bingqing to the palace, he was not in a hurry at all, because he had already taken the lead and left a mark on the beauty's heart, which was the seed of love.

And just in case, he also subtly smeared Xia Wuwei in front of Nangong Bingqing, successfully making Nangong Bingqing extremely disgusted with Xia Wuwei in the first place.

It was precisely because he had made all the necessary preparations that he allowed Nangong Bingqing to enter the palace.

but,

but!

Unexpectedly, Nangong Bingqing had completely fallen in love with Xia Wuwei in less than two months after entering the palace.

Especially after he learned the reason from the informant, he was so angry that he regretted it to the core. He was furious that he hadn't just drugged her with sleeping pills. If he had sincerely apologized and told her about his suffering, the woman might have comforted him instead.

Indeed, true feelings are fleeting, while tricks win people's hearts.

It's too late to regret it now.

Nangong Bingqing will marry Xia Wuwei as empress in seven days.