Has The Princess Consort Come Out Today? - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Ji Tian stared with her large, wide eyes, wanting to steal a glance at the brave soul who had married her. Although everyone said he was as elegant as a jade tree in the wind, Ji Tian didn’t believe it.

However… she stared until her lovely large eyes grew sore, yet she didn’t even see a single finger.

This damned red bridal veil.

However, the other party’s voice was quite pleasant—warm with a hint of magnetic resonance, deep yet carrying a slight edge, and not strongly gender-identifiable. If the other party weren’t a man, Ji Tian would have certainly thought of those cool, dominant alpha young ladies she loved to watch on Bilibili. It practically hit her moe spot.

A pity the gender was wrong.

Ji Tian had some malicious speculations: some men with nice voices don’t look very good… Could it be… Surely not… right?

Devoid of emotion, she sat in the wedding sedan, performed the bows to Heaven and Earth, was escorted into the bridal chamber, and honestly sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the noisy clamor outside with utter boredom.

Sigh. Boring.

In this situation, she couldn’t help but silently recite a classic line from Mr. Zhu: “The liveliness belongs to them, I have nothing.”

Clearly, it was her wedding. Damned feudalism.

Ji Tian transformed into a raging Sweetie, and… she felt a pang of melancholy as she touched her stomach. She was just so hungry. She had been hauled up at the crack of dawn to be scrubbed and dressed without a single bite to eat, and the crown and jewelry on her head were so heavy… Ah, was her perfect neck still okay?

Insufficient carbohydrate intake makes a person irritable. Ji Tian’s mind was full of wild thoughts. She quietly lifted the veil to peek and saw that there were indeed only those few snacks in the bridal chamber…

Ji Tian was itching to move.

Hold on a second. Even if she hadn’t eaten pork, she’d seen a pig run. Ji Tian remembered the vast number of silly-sweet transmigration novels where the innocent, naive heroine lifts her veil to feast during the wedding night, making the male lead instantly feel that this girl is so pure and unaffected—so different from those flamboyant bitches outside—thus sparking the buds of love.

Hiss… Thinking of that image, Ji Tian shivered.

A little impatience spoils great plans, better to stay hungry. She absolutely could not ruin her later plans for a moment of gluttony.

“Mmm, keep it up, Little Ji Tian! You can do it!” Ji Tian cheered herself on in her heart.

Starving to death is a small matter; the wedding night is a big deal, Ji Tian! Keep it up!

But… still so hungry… Why does getting married involve so much suffering? Ji Tian wrinkled her cute little nose and let out a soft sigh.

“Your Highness, please don’t sigh, it’s unlucky,” the Matchmaker accompanying her hurried to whisper.

Ji Tian: …

Marrying me is the truly unlucky thing, okay?

Forget it.

Hungry, hungry, hungry, singing to the sky with a tilted neck. The crown is heavy as a tripod, Sweetie laughs heh-heh-heh. Ji Tian rambled a nonsensical doggerel in her head.

No one knew how much time had passed. Ji Tian was almost past the point of hunger when the Matchmaker paced two steps, but the corners of Ji Tian’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up.

Right, aren’t there those plots in TV dramas? On the wedding night, the Princess is neglected in an empty room, or the overbearing Prince breaks in: “Woman, I didn’t want to marry you at all. You’d better stay honestly in the back courtyard.” Then he banishes the Princess to the most remote little courtyard, accompanied by various physical and mental tortures…

This direction was also very beautiful. She heard that Prince Jing had a side consort who was pampered to the heavens? Although she was an illegitimate daughter, her father’s status was much higher than Ji Tian’s father’s. Isn’t that the standard female antagonist setup? Although Ji Tian had no interest in being the female lead, it would be awesome if the story started this way.

She started a small theater in her mind.

“Prince, the Princess has been left in the bridal chamber by you for three days.”

“Has she left of her own accord?”

“The Princess has starved to death.”

Although this mental dramatization was not very rigorous for an ancient world, since even something as unscientific as her transmigration had happened, who knew what the future would hold? What if this was the world of a book she’d transmigrated into, and she, Ji Tian, was just an innocent, pitiful little cannon fodder?

Ji Tian justified her delusions with ample reasoning.

Just then, the door opened.

“Greetings, Your Highness,” came the voices of the servants.

Ji Tian was stunned…

My shattered delusions.

She sat up straight, seeing only that pair of boots coming closer and closer in her field of vision.

Ji Tian quickly managed her facial expression, putting on the look of a star-struck girl who had never seen the world. Ji Tian had tested it—combined with the two large blobs of rouge on her face, the effect was startling.

“Heh…” The moment the veil was lifted by the wedding scale, Ji Tian put on a standard silly girl infatuated smile.

Her pupils dilated slightly when she saw the other party’s appearance.

Prince Jing, Xie Jun, was truly, truly… handsome…

After a second of dazing, she saw the person opposite her slightly arch an eyebrow that flew into his temples, looking somewhat surprised and amused.

“The Princess’s smile is quite unique.”

“Heh heh…” Ji Tian maintained her silly girl persona, but in the next second, she froze because the other party reached out and caught her chin.

Ah!! She hated it most when people caught her chin!

“The Princess’s makeup is… rather distinct,” Xie Jun remarked seriously as he tilted her chin left and right to inspect it.

Don’t think I don’t know you want to say ‘ugly’ just because you said ‘distinct.’ Open your eyes and look. Every one of my features screams ‘beautiful.’ Can’t you tell? Having completely forgotten what the makeup on her face looked like, Ji Tian was very angry at being challenged on the appearance she took pride in.

On the surface, however, she still grinned with an even sillier smile. “The Matchmaker said it looks very good. Does the Prince like it?”

Xie Jun withdrew his hand and wiped it inconspicuously. “It’s good.”

He flicked his sleeve: “Bring the wine over.”

“Yes.” The Matchmaker bowed and brought over the nuptial wine from the side.

“Princess, please.” He picked up a wine cup.

“Okay.” Ji Tian leaned over with a smile. Intending to cause trouble, she pretended to accidentally shake off some face powder into the cups as they leaned close.

Sigh, she had made a great sacrifice. She didn’t believe Xie Jun could pretend not to see it and continue drinking.

Who knew that Xie Jun wouldn’t change his expression? He curled his lips, glanced at Ji Tian, and simply called to the Matchmaker: “Pour a new cup.”

The childishly mischievous Ji Tian: …

Is it too late for me to choose death now?

“Is the Princess not drinking?” Xie Jun looked at her and asked.

“Oh… I’ll drink.” Ji Tian closed her eyes decisively.

This Prince looked quite difficult to mess with and certainly didn’t like her, yet his level was much higher. This was going to be tricky. Ji Tian frowned.

But she still had a backup plan, it was fine.

This Prince Jing was indeed very good-looking. After seeing the real person, Ji Tian knew the things others said about his appearance were not false. Xie Jun was indeed elegant and handsome, as beautiful as a woman. He didn’t have a hyper-masculine look, nor was he weak or frail. Instead, he had an androgynous appearance that gathered the strengths of both genders—both the heroic spirit of a man and the delicacy of a woman. It is said that peerless beauty must be androgynous. Coupled with the fact that men of this era didn’t have those bald pigtail heads like the Qing Dynasty, and their hair was tied high up, Ji Tian for a moment thought he was a cool, dominant ancient-style lady.

To be honest, if Xie Jun’s gender weren’t male, his voice and appearance would be exactly Ji Tian’s top-tier choice.

A pity. Now she still had to think of how to escape the wedding night. Sigh.

Weddings in this era were much simplified. After drinking the nuptial wine, the Matchmakers soon left, leaving the space to them.

“Is the Princess tired?” Xie Jun asked warmly.

“Not tired yet,” Ji Tian gave a stiff smile and quietly sat a bit further away. “I just wonder if someone could bring me something to eat.” Why do I have to speak in this semi-literary style? It’s exhausting.

“Of course.” Xie Jun clapped his hands. “Someone, bring some food.”

“Thank you, Prince.” Speaking of food, the smile on Ji Tian’s face became much more genuine.

Xie Jun’s voice was drawn out: “No need for thanks. It was this Prince’s negligence to let the Princess go hungry.”

Ji Tian instinctively felt goosebumps rise. Fortunately, the greasiness of a sentence really depends on the looks of the person saying it. Seeing him as a young lady made it much better. Ji Tian exhaled.

The servants of the Prince’s manor were very efficient. They entered in a file carrying food and filled the table.

“Princess, please eat.”

“Thank you, Prince. Would the Prince like to join me?” Ji Tian sat at the table and offered a polite invitation, and to her surprise, Xie Jun actually sat down.

Ji Tian’s hand holding the chopsticks stiffened slightly…

Are you a pig? Didn’t you just finish eating and drinking outside before coming back??

However, this was someone else’s territory, and the food and drink belonged to them too.

“Is the Princess not going to serve this Prince during the meal?” Xie Jun seemed somewhat puzzled.

Ji Tian: ???

Damned feudal system!!

“This consort was negligent.” Ji Tian raised her jade-like hand, filled a bowl with food for Xie Jun, and added a smile with two bright red cheeks.

Only when the other party contentedly picked up the food in the bowl did Ji Tian focus all her attention on the dishes before her and began to eat seriously. As it was her first meal of the day, she was truly hungry.

The focused Ji Tian didn’t see the smiling eyes of the person opposite her lose their playful edge, watching her thoughtfully.

Ji Tian had a very good upbringing. Even when starving, her eating manner was very graceful and didn’t stray from the persona of a daughter from a noble family. But she didn’t know that she possessed a vivid quality. Before a profound person, her every move was distinct.

In a strictly hierarchical society, such a trait was very conspicuous.

Xie Jun took a sip of tea, his gaze gently sliding off Ji Tian.

After Ji Tian was full, she began to chew slowly in hopes of stalling for time, but she heard Xie Jun say: “Is the Princess finished?”

“Ah… almost.” Ji Tian nodded.

“If you’re finished, then rest early.” Xie Jun smiled, his eyes holding a look of mutual understanding.

Ji Tian felt as if she were facing a great enemy. “C-Consort… I heard the doc—the physician say that it’s not suitable to exercise right after eating. It will cause physical discomfort. Why don’t I accompany the Prince to rest for a while longer?”

The look she gave Xie Jun was full of expectation.

Xie Jun’s hand holding the teacup turned slightly as if he were pondering.

Ji Tian held her breath.

“That’s fine too.” Xie Jun set down the teacup. “The Princess actually has some understanding of medical principles.”

“Just a little.” Ji Tian, having achieved her goal, replied modestly.

Just sitting and looking at Xie Jun made Ji Tian feel uneasy. Afraid of being caught in conversation and then moving to the main topic, Ji Tian simply paced back and forth in the room with small steps.

Sigh. Difficult.

“Has the Princess rested enough?” A moment later, Xie Jun patted the edge of the bed. “Come to this Prince’s side.”

Ji Tian walked back while picking at her palm.

“Sit,” Xie Jun said.

“Mm…” Ji Tian sat next to him, pretending to be shy.

Xie Jun lowered his voice and said in a deep, sexy tone: “Such a beautiful night should naturally not be wasted for a single moment.” He reached out to touch Ji Tian’s collar, his words full of implication.

“No!!” Ji Tian’s entire body screamed rejection. She sat back two steps, expressing “Don’t touch me” with her actions.

“Hmm?” Xie Jun’s face darkened at being rebuffed. “What does the Princess mean by this?”

Game over. This was ancient times, where one could be executed for the slightest disagreement.

Fortunately, Ji Tian was prepared. She put on a look of hesitation and brought out that universal excuse.

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