Snow Star Prince: I Really Don't Want to Be Emperor, Don't Force Me!

The sky was pitch-black, as though it had just been soaked in ink. The occasional stars seemed like scattered glimmers left behind by a round, full moon crossing the heavens.

Everything on the ground lay shrouded in bleak, silent moonlight. It was as quiet as if time itself had stalled, broken only by the faint rustling of leaves and the orderly footsteps of patrolling imperial guards.

The Heaven Dou Imperial Palace was simply too vast, with countless halls and palaces. Without someone familiar with the place to lead the way, it was easy to get lost within it.

After narrowly escaping from Xue Ye's bedchamber, Yang Ming continued searching for Snow Star Prince's residence without stopping. At last, his gaze settled on the palace not far ahead.

The night was like water, its chill seeping into his body.

By the faint moonlight, a magnificent palace came into view.

The enormous chiwen beast carved from white marble atop the hall seemed poised to twist its body and soar into the sky. Two stone lions stood silently at the entrance, quietly watching the space before them.

Stone walls surrounded the palace on all sides. From above, it looked like a maze, while imperial guards carrying murderous intent patrolled past from time to time.

Yang Ming looked up at the sky. There were only around two hours left until dawn. If he delayed any longer, things would likely become troublesome.

Yang Ming gritted his teeth and thought to himself:

After searching this palace, if I still can't find Snow Star Prince, I'll withdraw first.

Having made up his mind, Yang Ming rubbed his aching eyes. After using the Mangekyō Sharingan for so long, he could already feel himself nearing his limit.

Using Intangibility, Yang Ming smoothly evaded the inspections inside and outside the