A boy seemingly in his teens was sprawled inside a dim and messy cavern. He was lying down on the ice-cold ground, dressed in a dirty bright yellow brocade robe that was creased and ripped in some places. If someone came at this time, they would have found that the boy wasn’t breathing and his body had begun to stiffen up.
Time passed slowly. When night descended, the boy’s fingers twitched slightly, almost as if it were just an illusion. But after a while, the boy’s entire hand trembled, and a little later, his delicate eyebrows wrinkled gently. The pair of tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, revealing dazzling inky black irises. They seemed to be able to see through anyone from just a glance.
Shang Wuxin looked up at the top of the hole she had fallen in. After a long time, she felt her body slowly warm up, and she switched to a sitting position with some difficulty. She took in her surroundings with a calm and indifferent manner.
Shang Wuxin stretched out her hand, looking at its youthful appearance. These young and delicate hands seemed to belong to a young master, who’d never done manual labor.
“Ha…” Shang Wuxin chuckled, then she burst out in laughter: “Ha ha ha ha ha ha…” The sound was tinged with sorrow and arrogance, echoing unnaturally in the dark cavern.
Shang Wuxin laughed for a long time before she stopped and threw a self-deprecating glance at the darkness around her. She hadn’t actually died? As expected, even hell didn’t want her ah. Was it because she had killed too many and sinned too much? But it didn’t matter, it was enough that she was still alive now. And she wanted to live this life however she pleased!
Shang Wuxin examined her own body. She couldn’t see her face, but her body was very weak and thin. Obviously a 15 year old, yet looked more like an 11-12 year old. She knew this body’s original owner was His Highness, the crown prince of Shang (country), a seemingly formidable position. Unfortunately, this Shang Wuxin had been constantly ill and with a weak body from birth. Moreover, he lacked courage and was always getting picked on by the emperor’s children and their followers. He would only hide away afterward, crying and feeling wronged.
Shang Wuxin touched her chest suddenly, finding it very flat. Her heart was a little startled. Did she really turn into a man? Then her hand felt around below the waist, finding it completely empty. So this crown prince was originally a female.
As a female, she should have been a princess, yet she was actually disguised as a man and became the crown prince. There had to be a deeper plot at play, that even the original body was unaware of! Shang Wuxin sorted through the many memories in her head, also finding out how this crown prince had lost her life.
Although Shang Wuxin was the crown prince, she was only a powerless dummy. Even the emperor seemed indifferent towards his son, but then why had he let Shang Wuxin sit in the position of crown prince?
Because Shang Wuxin was female, she was always afraid of getting exposed, and she loathed her own identity as a man. So she was always holed up inside the crown prince residence, refusing to come out. The head eunuch at her residence had been persuading her to go outside for a long time, but the moment she went out she had run into some official’s son. That young master had ridiculed and shamed her without restraint, yet Shang Wuxin actually hadn’t dared to get angry, and could only return to the crown prince residence in tears.
Back in the residence, Shang Wuxin had closed herself in the room, without eating nor drinking, just worrying all day. At that time, a maidservant, who was close to Shang Wuxin, came to wait on her and said that there was a very effective wishing tree in the valley behind the royal mountain. If she went there to make a wish, it could make her dream come true. The naive Shang Wuxin really got convinced, and quietly sneaked out to the valley by herself. But a variety of wild animals and vipers frightened her into running away till she fell into this place. Coincidentally, she got poisoned and died on the spot, welcoming the brand new soul of Shang Wuxin to inhabit the body.
Shang Wuxin stroked her new cheek as she silently marveled on the inside, this Shang Wuxin was really silly ah! That maidservant was definitely installed by someone against the crown prince. Such a stupid trick, yet Shang Wuxin easily got fooled and lost her life. Shang Wuxin’s greatest wish was to restore her female identity, find a husband and raise some children. Dying was just as well, otherwise she would have suffered sooner or later due to her mindset.
Resting for a very long time, she combed through a lot of the events in her mind. Though her brain was still groggy, and many of Shang Wuxin’s memories were chaotic, that did not affect her determination. She could take her time to slowly recall everything later, but preserving her life was more important now.
“Damn it!” Shang Wuxin cursed quietly as she considered that having crossed over, her martial arts would have disappeared, and it would be very difficult to regain them. Standing up, she used her inner force and discovered that the original Shang Wuxin actually knew martial arts. Furthermore, they weren’t low quality. In spite of possessing such high quality martial arts, she was still bullied like that, and could also only flee from wild animals. From the bottom of her heart, Shang Wuxin thought the original person was senseless. In this kind of world ruled by the law of the jungle, it would have been bad enough had she been born to an ordinary family. But not only was she a child in the royal family, she was the crown prince. With this kind of disposition, it was a miracle that she’d survived till now.
Notes: Edited by Lily
You’ll see a lot of ‘ah‘ tacked to end of sentences. It’s an interjection I just left untranslated from the original text. I think it adds some color. It could mean exasperation, surprise, and sometimes sarcasm. It bugs the hell out of Lily, so if there are readers who find it weird, I’ll consider omitting it.
There will be many descriptions of eyes, countenances and so on, lots of purple prose, which I’ll be hacking through to only leave the relevant bits. Or else I’ll go insane. Worry not, I’ll pay extra attention to the important parts. (Do you really want to read three lines of one run-on sentence about how jade-like and lonely someone’s eyes look? This author goes overboard with the poetry, don’t blame me for being a brute.)