Love System: Changing Destinies 42 First Love: Mo Xue 40

"Any other alternative? There must be something, Zero Three."

I'm barely able in keeping my calm. I know the Prince is worried about me but I can't let him or the Crown Prince meet with Jia Ru just yet. It might be their predestined fate, but because of that I have to prevent it.

So far the story has completely deviated from the original and the main reason for it is due to my intervention. Based on my understanding, and my creative thinking slash imagination as well, if any of the predestined fate were to come true, the original storyline will soon follow.

Which means, those two princes will be enamoured by Jia Ru and I can't let it happen!

"Host, there is... One way to let you use another cheat. However... It come with a huge price."

"What is it? Let me have it."

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"Consort, are you alright? Do you feel unwell?"

The soul-changed Consort was shaken and devastated on hearing what is the price that he have to pay to save his husband from his predestined fate, thus, he stumble upon reaching the front hall.

"I'm okay. Just a bit dizzy. Can you bring me some honey water, Xue Er?"

The pale ger was even paler, dots of perspiration starts to line on his forehead, slightly messing up his delicate features. The young maid by his side immediately take out a handkerchief, and help the ger to wipe it.

"Host, the Prince is almost here. He is using his flying martial art."

"... do it. Take away whatever you need, Zero Three. Please help me save him."

The ger hide his anxiety, smiling sweetly while receiving his honeyed water. But the slight tremor of his hand haven't gone unnoticed by the shadow guard c.u.m maid.

Back on some roof in the city, on the same afternoon, a handsome prince can be seen das.h.i.+ng back home, his body blurred with speed. But, if one is able to notice, his handsome features was marred with worries.

In his mind, he wants to defies the gravity, defining the concept of s.p.a.ce, wanting to be back by his bride's side. All he wanted to do is keep his bride save and prevent any misgivings from ever happening.

In the back of his head, he was blaming himself, thinking that he should have trusted his gut and keep persuading his bride from meeting with the imposter. He lament over the fact that his father, the Emperor, have already known about it and was planning to let his bride meet with that woman. They want to trap them, wanting to know what is their plan.

He was enraged when he heard about it, immediately trashed the royal guards that attempted to stop him. How dare they used his bride like that!

Who would have known, out of the sudden, a gush of wind knock him off and make him stumble to the ground. Coincidentally, his head b.u.mp on the ledge on one of the roof, making him unconscious, and fell on a dark deserted alley.

Just another block from the dark alley, a large procession of the imposter are making their way to the Prince's manor. A handsome man can be seen riding on a large, muscled, Arabian horse, leading the procession.

Many of the citizen that were lining up at the side stare incredulously at the said man. Who was he? Who else? The notorious second son of the Shen family! The citizen of Tian Mo have long be made known about the treacherous act of Minister Shen and his daughter. Paired it with the man infamous past, many of them spit their disgust after he pa.s.sed through.

"How dare the son of a traitor leads the procession of the kingdom's guest?"

"I don't think he is leading them. It seems like he is coming with them."

"Do you think he have defected to the foreign country, knowing that he will be trash here?"

Numerous rumours sounded, following the procession until it reaches the Fourth Prince's manor. The head steward receives them, however, he clearly reject the entry of the young man.

"I beg you pardon, Young Master Shen. Due to certain events, this manor is unable to receive you."

His handsome features turns red in a second, as he barely able to keep his neutral look. He turns around on his horse and proceed to the carriage, knocking lightly on the side window.

"I'm afraid we will have to part here, Princess Jia Ru. If you're willing, perhaps I can show you this city tomorrow? How's that?"

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"Please take care of him, Zero Three. You have taken-"

"Consort, they are here."

I was reminding my system to take care of my Prince when he was unconscious at the dark alley, when Xiao Er interrupt me. She help me get up to greet them while Zero Three promise me to guard the Prince safety. He better be safe, after all, the price I've paid is not that little.

I push everything back and give my complete attention towards the matters at hand. Composing my features to be as aloof as I can, bearing the dignity of a Royal Consort and of course, a Prince, I spied from the corners of my eyes, the rest of the concubines are following my lead too. The house maid gracefully invite them in, and there comes the female lead of this story.

The 'princess'. The imposter. The spy.

Jia Ru.

"Welcome, Princess. I am Jun Jae Hee, the Fourth Prince's Consort. Welcome to Tian Mo. I hope your journey here was pleasant. I will personally be responsible for you during your stay here, so please, make yourself at home."

I greet her in English and I notice the wave of shock on the faces of all that surrounds us. Yeah, both on their side and mine. Well, the original Jae Hee was born and raised as a Prince, so, even as a ger, he was also fluent in several world languages and dialects. As for me, who on earth doesn't know English nowadays? In the modern world that is.

I mentally smirk upon noticing her gentle facade cracks, when she heard my fluent command of English. There was something that I stumble upon while investigating her. Her command in languages, is quite poor. She can speak and understand several languages yes, but, on a perfunctory level.

No wonder she would only ask Shen Zero few simple questions and let him take the lead whenever they have a conversation.

Smirk.

"Thank you, Consort." She replied in English before continuing in a thick and heavily fake accented Chinese. "I would prefer to speak in Chinese since my mother was one. Perhaps, I can improve while I'm here."

"Of course. Please, have a seat."

The small welcoming ceremony begins as everyone take their places. The real welcoming banquet will be held later tomorrow night at the guest manor where this imposter will reside in.

Until then, have fun, b.i.t.c.h.