My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

The miracle he had hoped for did not happen, and the only fire in his heart was suddenly extinguished. Kouta felt as if his heart was being stabbed with a knife. When he came to his senses, tears had already blurred his vision, and his heart was filled with desolation. There was no greater grief than this.

Kouta stood on the rooftop in the biting wind until dawn before leaving.

……

In the following days.

Hui Du is studying palace concubine courses in this secluded prince's mansion.

Hui had no idea that she had become a celebrity, the kind of person known throughout Japan, and whose fame had even spread overseas.

What people talk about most is not her legendary experience of becoming a princess from commoner status, but her stunning beauty.

Unaware of this, Hui is waiting for her new teacher in her ritual lessons.

Royal wedding ceremonies involve rituals, and as the princess, she must participate in them. Therefore, as etiquette lessons progress, the study of rituals must also begin.

However, to Hui's surprise, the teacher who taught the ritual was actually... Nagayama Yasuo!

Her high school classical Chinese teacher.

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Chapter 353 Insults

In a large room covered with carpet.

Hui and Nagayama Yasushi exchanged a glance.

Hui was surprised, wondering why Teacher Changshan had become her ritual instructor, but she still greeted him warmly: "Teacher Changshan..."

However, before Hui could finish speaking, Nagayama Yasuo interrupted her: "Your Highness, I am Nagayama Yasuo, and I will be in charge of your sacrificial course for the next two weeks. You can call me Teacher Nagayama."

As he spoke, he bowed deeply, his posture as perfect as a textbook example.

When Hui saw that Nagayama Yasuo looked at her as if he didn't recognize her at all, her pink lips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to ask why, but in the end Hui just replied, "Nagayama-sensei, nice to meet you."

"Then let's not delay, let's start the class now."

After finishing his speech, Nagayama Yasuo began to teach Hui. He strolled slowly around the spacious room and started explaining to Hui the origin, development, and structure of imperial proclamations...

The so-called "Gokomon" is an ancient Japanese script invented specifically for religious ceremonies, essentially a special language.

Throughout the course, Yasuo Nagayama simply lectured without saying anything else, acting as if he didn't know Satoshi at all.

Hui sat there quietly, listening.

Meanwhile, Hui's four personal maids stood guard around her, seemingly oblivious to her presence.

Time passed slowly, and when half of the afternoon had gone by, Nagayama Yasuo said to Hui, "Take a break."

His request was not surprising at all; after all, it's impossible for just anyone to keep talking for two hours straight.

Hui nodded in agreement.

Nagayama Yasuo stood before the French windows of the room, looking at the exquisitely maintained garden outside, and said to Hui, "Your Highness, this is my first time visiting the Prince's residence. May I take a walk in the flower garden outside and broaden my horizons?"

"Then, please follow me, teacher." Hui understood what Nagayama Yasuo meant and got up to lead the way for him.

Although Hui has spent most of her time these past few days studying to become a palace concubine, she has become quite familiar with the mansion.

The two of them, one after the other, quickly arrived at the flower garden outside the house. Suddenly, Hui said to the maids around her, "You can wait outside. You don't need to follow us."

The maids exchanged glances, said "Yes" in unison, and then waited in place.

Although they were supposed to be waiting, their eyes were always on Hui and Nagasaki Yasushi. It was just that as the distance grew, they couldn't hear what Hui and Nagasaki were saying or hear the specific expressions on their faces.

On the empty flowerbed path, Nagayama Yasushi and Hui were alone.

At this point, Nagayama Yasuo was no longer the serious and aloof teacher he had been before.

He looked at Hui Shi with a complex expression, his eyes filled with pain and love, disappointment and anguish.

He had previously wasted time becoming a teacher at Misaki High School just to get closer to Kei.

He succeeded.

Although his previous plan to invite Kei to participate in the Naoki Prize for Literature failed, he had other ideas.

But before he could react...

Hui suddenly dropped out of school without any warning. Not only that, but after a while, he saw in the news that Hui was going to marry Prince Hisahito.

At that moment, he felt as if the sky had fallen.

So he used his family connections, and because he himself was indeed very knowledgeable about imperial edicts, he managed to get the opportunity to teach Hui, which was his only chance to get close to Hui.

Nagayama Yasuo stared at Hui for a long time, as if he had made up his mind, and asked, "Can you... come with me?"

"???"

Hui didn't quite understand and asked, "Teacher, what did you say?"

"If you agree, I will do everything I can to take you away from here, away from this country, to a place where nobody knows us, and live a free and carefree life!"

Hui frowned as she looked at Nagayama Yasuo. At that moment, she completely understood what Nagayama Yasuo meant.

Isn't this... an elopement?

In that instant, Hui suddenly realized that Nagayama Yasuo had treated her in the past and finally understood that the teacher who had always been kind to her did not see her as a student...

After a long silence, under the anxious gaze of Nagayama Yasushi, Hui slowly said, "Teacher Nagayama, you have always been the teacher I respect the most."

As soon as those words were spoken...

Nagayama Yasuo's expression darkened. He stared blankly at Hui, his eyes devoid of any light, filled only with an endless emptiness, as if his soul had been hollowed out. His lips moved unconsciously, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, no sound came out.

After a long while, his eyes regained a glimmer of life, and with a last trace of resentment and expectation, he said to Hui, "Hui'er, you are the only woman in this world who has ever moved my heart. I believe I am no less than any other man in this world. Give me a chance, and I will spend my whole life proving that I will love you!"

However, when Hui heard this, she felt a pang of pain in her heart, remembering... that Kouta had lied to her in the same way before.

"The only true love in this world," "I only love you," "I will love you for a lifetime"... But in the end, we realize that only we were foolish enough to treasure these lies, engraving them in our hearts without missing a single word and believing them without a doubt.

"Teacher, do you really love me?" Hui suddenly asked, her expression calm, as if she were lost in thought.

Upon hearing Hui's words, Nagayama Yasuyoshi felt as if he had grasped at a last straw, and immediately declared, "My love for you is of course real. I'm willing to give up everything for you, I..."

“Teacher,” Hui interrupted Changshan, looking at him solemnly with her beautiful eyes, and said calmly, “Giving up everything is fine. As long as you are willing to do one thing for Hui, then Hui is willing to go with you, marry you, and be your wife for life.”

"Don't worry, this is just a small favor for you."

After saying that, Hui added a sentence.

Nagayama Yasuo was overjoyed, feeling a double happiness of turning adversity into prosperity and finding light at the end of the tunnel. He believed that Hui had been moved by him and agreed to go with him.

He said excitedly, "Hui, tell me, what is it? Don't worry, even if it means going through fire and water, I will do it for you!"

Hearing Nagayama Yasuo's confident assurances, Hui remained completely unmoved.

She no longer believes men's lies, only their actions.

Hui Yanran smiled and said, "Teacher, I just want to find a man who can give me his true heart."

"That's me! I love you more than any other man in the world, and my heart is truly yours!" Before Hui could finish speaking, Nagayama Yasushi interrupted her.

Hui looked at Nagayama Yasushi with a smile and continued, "Then, teacher, can you take out your heart and give it to Hui? That way, Hui will believe that you are sincere, and Hui will keep her promise and go with you."

"..."

Nagayama Yasuo's joyful smile froze; he thought he had misheard.

"Hui, don't make such scary jokes!" Changshan said, reaching out to take Hui's hand.

However, Huilian took two steps back and dodged, laughing sweetly, "Teacher, that won't do! Before you prove your sincerity, I can't touch you! Of course, if you prove your sincerity, then whatever you want is fine with me!"

"Hui, my feelings for you are genuine, and I will cherish them for the rest of my life..."

Hui interjected, "I only believe in the present."

"Hui, there are many ways to prove your sincerity, there's no need..."

However, Hui interrupted again, saying, "I believe in this kind of thing that can't be faked!"

“Hui…”

"Teacher, can you really do it?" Hui insisted.

Upon hearing this, Nagayama Yasuo's face darkened. He stared at Hui for a long time until he realized that Hui was not joking.

His gaze towards Hui changed, becoming filled with resentment and disdain. His deep, angry voice rang out: "Are you mocking me? What utter nonsense about sincerity! You're just after the noble status of the Princess Consort, aren't you?"

Hui listened quietly without saying anything.

But Nagayama Yasuyoshi was even more indignant when he saw Hui's calm demeanor: "Are you speechless now? Haha, that's right, I must have been blind to like you. In the end, you're nothing but a vulgar woman who covets wealth and status."

Hui remained expressionless, neither happy nor sad, like a delicate porcelain doll.

Upon seeing this, Nagayama Yasuo was filled with rage and resentment, which devoured his heart like a monster, and his words became even more vicious.

"Hey, tell me how many men you've been with. The rumors about your prostitution that circulated at school were true, right? That's proof that you seduced high-ranking officials and wealthy people!"

Haha, that guy named Fujiki is really pathetic. He thought he had won the heart of his dream girl, but it seems he only just realized he was a backup plan!

Upon hearing this, the composed mask that Hui had maintained on her delicate face was finally torn apart.

Kouta was the source of her lifelong pain. On the surface, she agreed to marry Hisahito because Hisahito forced her, but deep down, it was probably not unintentional revenge against Kouta.

"What? Stop pretending to be deaf? Or are you feeling guilty because I hit the nail on the head?"

Seeing Hui's moved expression, Nagayama Yasuo became more and more enthusiastic, feeling a sense of vengeful urge, and continued to add fuel to the fire.

"Oh, by the way, I heard you're pregnant. Well, tell me, how many times have you been pregnant? And do you know who the father of that bastard in your belly is?"

"roll!!!"

Hui could no longer contain herself. Her anger was like a flood that had overflowed a riverbed, suddenly bursting through the dam, and she roared at Nagasaki Yasushi.

Hui Mei's eyes were frosty, and the two little white rabbits protruding on her chest rose and fell with her angry breaths.

The maid who had been watching the two of them from a distance was startled and came over.

Upon seeing this, Nagayama Yasuo uttered a curt "Hmph, what bad luck!" and stormed off.

"Madam, are you alright?" A maid came to Hui's side and asked with concern. By this time, Nagayama Yasuo had already walked far away, and only his silhouette could be seen.