A Girl in Love

Heaven Dou Empire, Crown Prince Residence.

Study.

A young man who looked around seventeen or eighteen sat at the desk, pen in hand as he handled government affairs. Just from the neatly arranged memorials and documents on the desk, one could tell that there was no small amount of work to be done.

After being named Crown Prince, the Emperor would appropriately begin assigning some nonessential affairs to him, allowing him to adapt to an Emperor's duties in advance. Thus, as the heir apparent, the Crown Prince was actually extremely busy every day, with endless affairs to handle—yet none of them involved the core of power. They were all trivial, mundane matters.

The young man handling government affairs was none other than the First Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire and its current Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe. Of course, that was only his outward identity. The real Xue Qinghe had been assassinated years ago. The Xue Qinghe now sitting here handling government affairs was actually Qian Renxue in disguise. Only as the inheritor of the Angel God, possessing the Angel God's inherited soul bone and its innate disguise soul skill, could she disguise herself so flawlessly. Even a Titled Douluo would not be able to tell that she was a fake Xue Qinghe.

Suddenly, a knock came from outside the study.

Qian Renxue paused in the middle of reviewing a memorial, then gently set down her pen. She said coldly, "Come in!"

The study door slowly opened. A young man entered with his head lowered, holding a letter in both hands. He respectfully said in a low voice, "Young Mistress, this is Young Master Yun Chuan's reply to your letter."

The expressionless look on Qian Renxue's face changed drastically. Forgetting everything else, she hurriedly said, "Bring it here."

Holding the letter in both hands, the young man slowly approached the desk with his head lowered. After handing it to Qian Renxue, he withdrew his hands and slowly backed away. Only after retreating to the door did he slowly close it again.

With Qian Renxue now alone in the room, she could not be bothered to maintain her disguise any longer. A layer of light gradually enveloped her body. When the light faded, the ordinary young man had transformed into a peerless beauty.

Her golden hair, as dazzling as the sun, hung loosely around her shoulders in a simple style, yet carried a captivating charm of its own. Her skin was fairer than snow, and her exquisitely delicate features displayed a woman's softness and beauty in every detail.

A tiny Six-Winged Angel mark rested between her brows. Her golden eyes carried a natural air of majesty, beautiful yet dangerous. She wore a golden palace gown, a one-piece dress seemingly woven from golden threads. It had no excessive patterns or adornments, its style ancient and elegant. As for her figure... perfect was the only word for it.

At around fifteen or sixteen, she was in the most innocent and beautiful years of a young girl's life.

After returning to her true appearance, Qian Renxue eagerly opened the envelope with her jade-like fingers, took out the letter inside, and slowly unfolded it. The first thing she saw was the familiar handwriting—slender yet well-proportioned, neat and upright. It had to be said that Yun Chuan wrote an excellent hand for someone so young.

Qian Renxue began reading from the start. At first glance, she saw the opening line: To the cutest, most beautiful, gentlest, and kindest Xue Jie in the world.

Her pretty face could not help flushing as she softly spat, "That little rascal... If you aren't embarrassed, I am."

She continued reading.

—The summer flowers bloomed in enchanting splendor, yet they could not compare to your beauty; the summer sun shone brilliantly, yet it could not rival your warmth; the summer rain fell cool and endlessly, yet how could it compare to a light kiss upon your lips? My longing overflows. When will we meet again?

"That little rascal, I already said last time was an accident. Why does he keep dwelling on it..." Qian Renxue lightly bit her alluring red lips, recalling how he had asked for a farewell kiss when they had parted last time. She had only intended to kiss his cheek. Yet that little rascal had slightly turned his head, causing her to accidentally kiss his lips... How embarrassing. That had been her first kiss!

Overwhelmed with shyness, Qian Renxue continued reading.

—Even the finest painter cannot capture your beauty; even the most beautiful poem cannot express my deep love for you. My beloved girl, I am willing to become an angel and watch over you forever.

"Hmph, what does a little rascal whose feathers haven't even grown in know about love? Where did that boy even learn all this nonsense? When I go back next time, I'll have to interrogate him properly!" Qian Renxue gave a light snort and muttered, "Besides, I'm the angel, alright? Even if someone were to become an angel, it should be me..."

Her words abruptly stopped there.

Realizing what she had just said, Qian Renxue's pretty face had turned as red as the evening clouds. A misty sheen appeared in those noble golden eyes... At this moment, she finally looked like an ordinary girl—a young maiden in love.

Like a guilty thief, she glanced left and right. Only after realizing that she was the only one in the room did Qian Renxue let out a sigh of relief. She then steadied herself and continued reading.

—It has been two months since you last returned. To me, these mere sixty days have felt as long as sixty years. I finally understand what the ancients meant by, "One day without seeing you feels like three autumns apart."

Qian Renxue could not help complaining, "Is that really so exaggerated?" Yet though she said that, a smile unconsciously appeared on her face. Clearly, she greatly enjoyed those words. A classic case of saying one thing and meaning another—women simply loved hearing such blatantly false words. Even knowing they were false, they still liked hearing them.

—In the most beautiful nights, I think of you. With my deepest breaths, I miss you. In my most contented moments, I feel your presence. In my lowest moments, I know that having you in this world is already enough.

My longing for you surges like a tide every day, keeping me awake through countless nights. Whether the day is sunny, cloudy, or rainy, any day I can see you is a sunny day; whether it is yesterday, today, or tomorrow, any day I can be with you is a beautiful day.

I miss our carefree days together more than anything. Whether you are by my side or at the ends of the earth, knowing there is a you somewhere in a corner of this world makes the entire world feel gentler and more peaceful.

How I wish I could go to the city where you are, feel the wind you feel, breathe the air you breathe, walk the roads you walk, see the scenery you live among, feel the warmth around you, hold you in my arms... (several nauseatingly mushy lines omitted)... Meeting you is the fortune of my lifetime; your kindness toward me always moves me to tears; therefore, I have made this most important decision: to spend every remaining moment of my life facing you!

She savored each word, carefully tasting the emotions hidden between the lines.

From the moment Qian Renxue began reading the letter, the smile on her face had never faded. She felt that simply reading it had swept away all the exhaustion and irritation from handling government affairs these past days. In their place was a soft, tingling sensation, as though she had just received a massage. Her body felt light and floaty, while her heart was as sweet as honey.

After finishing it all, she could not help reading it from the beginning once more, the blissful smile never leaving her pretty face. In the end, she pressed the letter against her full chest with both hands and leaned back, collapsing against the chair's backrest as though all her strength had left her. Her golden eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, and from time to time, she would let out a soft laugh.

At this moment, Qian Renxue looked like a silly girl who had fallen in love.

No, there was no need for "looked like."

She was a silly girl who had fallen in love.