My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Hui could clearly see the burning passion in his eyes when he looked at her.

Besides feeling troubled by being liked by other men, Hui also felt a sense of pride that is inevitable for a young woman.

However, Hui also knew that she was likely born with the "femme fatale" buff, and that this extraordinary young man would force himself on her, and then, in anger, he would retaliate and slaughter everyone here... How utterly deserving!

Sigh... all I really want is to go home.

The refined young man was unaware of Hui's thoughts.

After Shiba Miyamoto left first, he slowly walked up to Hui, bent his right arm forward and extended it towards her, saying, "Beautiful lady, may I invite you to walk with me?"

The boy looked about the same age as Hui, but was actually more than two years older than Hui. The boy was just naturally shorter, so he looked about the same height as Hui.

Surprisingly, the boy was very gentle and showed no arrogance whatsoever.

just,

"I refuse!"

Hui remained unyielding and refused outright.

"You—" Yu Ranling wanted to reprimand him, but was stopped by the boy's raised hand.

After Shiba Miyano left, she did not ask Yu Ranling to leave, but instead stayed with the boy in his place.

The young man remained gentle and refined, and asked with a smile, "Then, beautiful lady, what would it take for you to grant my wish?"

"No matter what, I won't agree to it! I advise you not to waste your energy." Hui retorted bluntly.

'Hmph! Trying to act tough, let's see how you do it.'

Hui knew perfectly well what was going on and mocked.

Upon hearing Hui's words, the boy lowered his eyes slightly, seemingly lost in thought. Just as Hui thought he would become angry and reveal his true colors, the boy...

He looked up and suggested, "How about this, beautiful lady? If you accompany me for a stroll for a while, I'll let you go home."

"Huh???" Hui looked completely surprised, her stunningly beautiful face filled with bewilderment.

She looked at the boy suspiciously and asked, "Really?"

"Really! I swear on my honor—"

"Your Highness!" the middle-aged man in the National Security Bureau uniform behind the boy interrupted, "How could you do this for a woman—"

"Jin Muqing, do you need to tell me what I do?"

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare," the middle-aged man said, bowing his head in apology.

This scene made Hui think to herself, "What's with this overwhelming sense of feudalism...?"

The young man then looked at Hui: "What do you think, Miss?"

Seeing that the young man had gone this far, it was difficult for Huijian to refuse.

'Fine, I'll accompany you on the final leg of your journey through life!'

"Okay, remember what you just said! If I find out you lied to me, I'll be very angry, and the consequences of my anger... will be very serious!"

In Hui's mind, she had already sentenced the boy to death. Based on her understanding of these powerful people, promises were just empty words. After she accompanied him on his tour, his true colors would be revealed. If she were just an ordinary woman, she would naturally let him humiliate her. Unfortunately... she was not.

The stunningly beautiful Hui made an adorable face, puffing out her cheeks in anger, leaving the young man somewhat stunned.

"Ahem~, well, Miss, let's go!" the boy said, bending his right arm forward again to reach for Hui's hand.

"I'm sorry, I don't hold hands with strangers." Hui said this and turned to leave.

The boy looked at his empty right arm, shook his head helplessly, and smiled, his expression like that of someone who had failed to tease a cat.

He turned around and chased after them again.

front.

Because Hui was used to girls walking with small steps, she couldn't walk very fast at all, and was quickly caught up by the boy.

Soon, the situation changed back to the boy leading the way.

The boy walked side by side with Hui at a similar pace.

Behind them, naturally, a group of people followed closely.

On the way, Hui couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her: "Why do they call you Your Highness?"

Upon hearing this, the boy's eyes lit up, thinking to himself: "Finally, I'll ask."

“Because… I am His Highness!” After saying that, he smiled handsomely at Hui Shuai. “Let me introduce myself. I am the second son of the current Emperor, and my title is Hisahito.”

After he finished speaking, he waited for Hui to look at him with admiration.

however,

Hui Lian didn't even turn her head, simply replying with a curt "Oh."

...That's all.

In Hui's mind, the so-called princes and emperors, well... they're just emperors of a small island, that's all.

Back in the Xia Dynasty, Hui was a powerful innate expert, second only to the emperor. If Hui wanted, she could have easily become an empress like Wu Zetian, but she had no interest in it at all.

"..."

Prince Hisahito saw that Kei's attitude was completely indifferent; it wasn't feigned indifference, but genuine indifference.

He couldn't help but ask, "Don't you... have any thoughts on this? I am a direct descendant of the Emperor! I am royalty!"

"Ah... Oh!" Hui seemed to have figured it out and said to Prince Hisahito, "I'm sorry, my family... doesn't believe in God."

"..."

Prince Hisahito's lips curled into a slight smile.

After a long pause, he finally understood what Hui meant.

The earliest Japanese mythological book, the Kojiki, states that the Japanese emperor is a descendant of Amaterasu, the creator goddess in Japanese mythology. Furthermore, Japanese historical records have always claimed that the emperor is of an unbroken lineage, meaning that all emperors come from the same family. In addition, the Japanese people believe in Shintoism and worship the emperor.

Therefore, the Emperor can actually be considered the pope of a religion.

Hui means: I know your family runs a religious business, but my family is not religious, so I'm sorry, I have no opinion on this.

Prince Hisahito gazed at the departing Hye for a long time, his eyes inexplicably brightening with happiness.

He decided that Huizhen was becoming more and more interesting, unlike any of the other women he had met before.

It's important to understand that although the modern emperor has lost the power to rule Japan, he now serves merely as a symbolic representation of Japanese culture.

However, Japan is an extremely traditional society, and the Emperor's status has not declined much; it remains incredibly high. And this "high status," or faith itself, is a kind of power.

Furthermore, although the Emperor himself does not have real power, the Imperial Family under the Emperor, with so many members scattered across various fields of politics, economy, and military in modern Japan, still maintains the status of the "aristocrats" in modern Japanese society!

Moreover, don't underestimate the word "royal family".

As a lineage unbroken for millennia, imbued with mythical significance, and the imperial family upon which divine right of kings is based, the Japanese people hold a position in their hearts akin to that of Qin Shi Huang in China—a position of profound admiration and respect.

As a direct descendant of the Emperor, Prince Hisahito has the right to inherit the throne, thus his status is even more noble, as can be seen from his life of luxury and never having to lift a finger.

In Prince Hisahito's memory, the Japanese who knew his identity as a prince looked at him with eyes full of admiration and respect, and even had a sense of inferiority. This inferiority was something deeply rooted in the bones of the Japanese people, which had been engraved by thousands of years of feudal imperial power from generation to generation!

He had never seen anyone like Hui, and was completely unaware of his own identity.

Thinking of this, he stared intently at Huiyuan's departing figure and chased after her again.

……

We passed several more pavilions and towers.

They reached their destination, the place where they would have dinner.

Originally, after Shibamiya Takeshi had entertained Prince Hisahito in the front hall today, he invited Prince Hisahito to have dinner in the rear hall.

The manor was just too big, too big... The distance from the front hall to the rear hall where we ate was several kilometers, which is why it took us so long to walk there.

When Prince Hisahito led Hye-ta to an exceptionally magnificent neon-lit ancient palace, the palace was already brightly lit.

At the main gate of the palace, a maid in a kimono saw Prince Hisahito and stepped forward to bow, saying, "Your Highness, Lord Shiba has been waiting for you inside for quite some time. Please follow me."

Prince Hisahito ignored the maid and instead said to Kei beside him, "Beautiful lady, please go first!"

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Hui showed no appreciation whatsoever. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly as she said, "I remember you only said 'I'll walk with you for a while,' right? Now that we've walked this far, can I leave now? Or... are you going back on your word?"

Prince Hisahito seemed to have gotten used to Hui's terrible attitude. He wasn't annoyed and replied politely, "I always keep my word, but this palace is also considered part of the journey."

"Oh~, in the end, the interpretation is all in your hands." Hui seemed to have accepted reality. "Fine, I'll accompany you on the last leg of the journey."

As she finished speaking, Hui's expression became somewhat meaningful.

However, Prince Hisahito did not notice at all.

Hui and he entered the "big house" that seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

Upon entering the gate, Hui realized that this was just a front entrance foyer, although it was as big as her own living room.

Upon seeing Hui enter, the maid who had been kneeling and waiting to the side did not rise. Instead, she knelt and moved to Hui's feet, gently lifting one of Hui's feet with her fair hands. With delicate movements, she removed the mid-heeled shoe from Hui's jade-like foot, and then very naturally and skillfully took out a slipper for Hui to put on. After changing one foot, she changed the other...

They looked to be in their early twenties, but their movements were very gentle and professional. Even when they were holding a customer's feet, doing what outsiders would consider a lowly action, they remained calm and gentle, as if they were holding a precious treasure rather than someone else's feet.

Because of her experience as a concubine in the Xia Dynasty, Hui allowed them to do as they pleased.

Hui put on the slippers and realized that they had been preheated. Her feet weren't cold when she stepped inside. However, Hui didn't see any heaters around and didn't know how they kept them warm.

After changing into indoor slippers, Hui noticed that Prince Hisahito had also changed his shoes, as had the bodyguard in black and sunglasses who was with Hisahito, and the middle-aged man from the National Security Bureau.

Even when faced with men's smelly feet, these maids maintained a gentle demeanor, their expressions focused and attentive, showing no disgust whatsoever, displaying a high level of professionalism.

Hui knew that her jade feet had no smell, but as for how she knew...

Thinking of this, Hui Jue's beautiful face flushed slightly, and some shameful bedroom secrets surfaced in her mind...

'That pervert Kouta, I don't know where he saw it, actually... he actually licked his own feet, and after discovering that his body was very flexible, he... he even forced me to lick my own feet for him to see... you wicked pervert!'

"Miss Mya, what's wrong? Your face is a little red."

Yujin had already learned Hui's name through conversations on the way.

"Ah...! I'm fine, it's probably just that the room temperature is too high."