The pampered heiress holds the script and leads her cannon fodder family to a counterattack.

Qin Wanying usually wore a veiled hat, but men in the Great Yao Dynasty did not wear veils. After much deliberation, the Crown Prince decided to disguise himself.

Disguised as, my, guard?

Qin Wanying's brain went blank for a moment.

That's the high and mighty Crown Prince, and he actually wants to disguise himself as my guard?

"No, no, that would be unfair to Your Highness!" Qin Wanying hurriedly waved her hands, her movements creating afterimages.

When Qin Wanying left the mansion, her father repeatedly reminded her that there was a distinction between ruler and subject, and that she must be mindful of etiquette and not be disrespectful to the Crown Prince.

Now, he's having the crown prince disguise himself as his bodyguard?

If her father knew, wouldn't he be furious?

The Crown Prince found Qin Wanying's flustered waving hands quite adorable.

Wanting to tease her a bit more, he said, "Qin Wanying, do you want to defy the imperial decree?"

Qin Wanying quickly stopped waving her hands and said dejectedly, "This humble woman dares not. Tomorrow, this humble woman will disguise Your Highness."

“Alright, it’s settled then. Come to my bedchamber first thing tomorrow morning,” the Crown Prince said.

The next morning, just as dawn broke, Qin Wanying waited at the entrance of the Crown Prince's bedroom with her makeup tools, as agreed.

The crown prince had been up for a while and was waiting for her.

"Let's have breakfast together first," the Crown Prince said.

The two then had breakfast together.

Qin Wanying looked at the breakfast food with surprise.

[Strange, why are all these dishes and pastries that I like?]

She's only been at the Crown Prince's residence for a few days, how did the Crown Prince know her preferences?

The crown prince listened to her heartfelt words without showing any emotion, but he was secretly delighted.

It's not difficult to find out her preferences; you just need to pay more attention to her in daily life.

Finally, Qin Wanying couldn't hold back and asked the question.

"Your Highness, these pastries are sold at a shop in the west of the city. Does the Crown Prince also like to eat these kinds of pastries?"

The Crown Prince smiled gently, a smile that was pure and warm, like the clear morning sunlight, like the warm spring water. Qin Wanying looked at the Crown Prince, her face slightly flushed, and she awkwardly looked away.

[His Highness is really handsome. More handsome than most male celebrities. If he debuted, he would definitely be a top star.]

He smiled at me again. Ahhh, who could resist that!

The prince didn't know what "celebrity" or "top influencer" meant, but he knew she was praising his appearance.

The Crown Prince pursed his lips almost imperceptibly.

[I hope I didn't act particularly infatuated. It would be so embarrassing if His Highness the Crown Prince knew what I was thinking.]

Qin Wanying picked up a piece of pastry with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and her cheeks puffed out slightly.

The Crown Prince looked at Qin Wanying and found her quite adorable, and his lips curled up again.

I'm sorry, I already know what you're thinking.

However, I won't let you know that I know what you're thinking, so you won't be too embarrassed.

The Crown Prince replied, "I don't eat pastries much, but yesterday I saw your maid buy this kind of pastry from a pastry shop in the west of the city, so I know you like it."

"People line up to buy it before dawn, because this kind of pastry tastes best when it's freshly made."

Qin Wanying paused in her chewing, savoring the pastry. She had been so focused on the Crown Prince's smile that she hadn't noticed how this pastry differed from the usual ones.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed freshly made and still warm, crispy and crunchy, much tastier than usual.

That pastry shop is incredibly popular; the first batch in the morning definitely requires queuing to buy.

Huh, does even the Crown Prince have to queue to buy things?

"I've been eating with you these past two days and observed what you like to eat. So I picked out a few of your favorite light dishes and had the kitchen prepare them."

Qin Wanying was stunned.

Was it really made especially for her?

I even made a special note of her preferences.

Qin Wanying thought to herself, "He's the Crown Prince, after all. He's usually served by others, yet he actually puts in the effort to pay attention to my tastes."

"Thank you, Your Highness," Qin Wanying said gratefully.

"Tell me what you like and what you want, and I will fulfill your wishes," the Crown Prince said with a smile.

Qin Wanying felt that something was off about what he was saying.

Why do I feel like I'm the Crown Prince's favorite concubine?

The attendants serving him were still a little confused.

The Crown Prince has been behaving very strangely these past few days, extremely strangely.

He had served the Crown Prince for so many years, and he had never seen the Crown Prince care so much about any woman.

The Crown Prince gave him the impression that although he was usually gentle and dignified, he seemed to be indifferent to women. No matter how beautiful a woman was, he would not be moved by her standing in front of him.

Whether it was Yan Yuelan before or Ye Zhihui who lived in the mansion, the Crown Prince treated them with great courtesy, but they never entered the Crown Prince's heart.

It seems that only this Miss Qin is special.

The Crown Prince's expression and demeanor changed significantly when he looked at Miss Qin; his eyes held a hint of affection, and his expression softened considerably.

No wonder Fei Yu was beaten; she touched the Crown Prince's sore spot.

The two finished their breakfast.

Qin Wanying disguised the Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince sat in a chair, and Qin Wanying stood beside him.

Sigh, I learned this skill out of boredom, I never thought I would actually become a makeup artist, let alone do the makeup for the Crown Prince.

Qin Wanying still felt a little pressure. This was the Crown Prince, so she couldn't make him look too ugly, nor could she look too much like him before. She had to be proper and not leave too deep an impression on people.

Actually, when she first went out to tell fortunes, she had considered disguising herself, but in the end she chose to wear a veil because disguising herself was too slow and time-consuming.

Moreover, the makeup must be exactly the same every time, otherwise people will notice and it won't be worth the trouble.

Qin Wanying held a silk powder in her hand and gently applied it to the prince's face.

It took her a long time to get used to this set of ancient makeup tools.

The girl's fingers would accidentally brush against the prince's face, carrying her body heat, making it tingle and tickle, as if a kitten was scratching at the prince's heart.

My breathing became rapid involuntarily.

Hmm, I have slightly dark circles under my eyes. I didn't have them yesterday.

The crown prince was somewhat embarrassed.

Today, Qin Wanying is going to do his makeup, and he's going out with her. He's so excited that he couldn't sleep most of the night, and there are faint dark circles under his eyes.

However, he would never reveal this.

"Please do not move, Your Highness."

Qin Wanying, holding the eyebrow-drawing stone, suddenly leaned closer.

A sheer sleeve swept across the golden incense burner, raising a wisp of smoke.

By the time the prince realized what was happening, the girl's nose was almost touching his face, her breath, carrying the fragrance of a woman, gently caressing his high, straight nose.

This was the first time in his life that the prince had clearly seen a girl's eyelashes flutter.

Her fine eyelashes, glistening with the morning light, fluttered as she blinked, like golden-edged butterflies about to come to a stop.

When his gaze involuntarily fell on those slightly parted pink lips, his throat suddenly tightened, and his snow-white Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

A primal, instinctive urge suddenly arose in the prince's heart, a desire to gently kiss those pink lips.