The Crown Princess Has Hidden Skills - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My best friend Qiao Qiao and I got into a car accident on the way out for a road trip. I had no idea if she was okay. All I knew was that I died-and transmigrated-with my professional massage tools in tow.

In the unfamiliar Jiang Kingdom, I pretended to be blind and built myself a reputation as a blind masseuse who could cure any illness.

Then I landed a huge job. The client’s identity was confidential, but one look told me I had been brought to the Eastern Palace.

The first time I met Crown Prince Yuchi Lan was by a hot spring pool. Wearing only a robe, he lifted a sword and slashed it at me with lightning speed. I didn’t move. I didn’t even shift my eyes.

Please. Over the past few years, do you know how many people had tried to test me? Did I look scared?

Yuchi Lan’s sword stopped a millimeter from my neck. After a long silence, he tossed the sword aside, undid his robe, and lay facedown on the chaise longue.

“Begin.”

My heart surged.

That body was unreal!

That textbook waist-to-hip ratio. That broad back. Those muscles-not a bit too much, not a bit too little.

For some reason, it felt a little wet under my nose.

Yuchi Lan turned his head to look at me and frowned. “You’re having a nosebleed.”

Calmly, I wiped the blood away and said, “Your Grace is blessed with such profound fortune that this lowly one, thin on blessings, could not withstand it.”

Yuchi Lan gave a derisive snort. “Smooth talker.”

He said nothing more. I felt my way over, took out the essential oil I had made myself, and spread it evenly across Yuchi Lan’s back. I could hardly wait to get my hands on him.

Tsk. That texture. Who would understand?

When I reached his waist, I deliberately used my identity as a blind person to tug the towel covering him down a little.

Just as I was about to put my hands on him, my unfocused eyes snapped perfectly into focus.

Below Yuchi Lan’s waist was a tattoo, faintly pink.

I tugged the towel down a little more.

There it was, clear as day: Peppa Pig.

I bit my lip until it nearly split, but still couldn’t hold it in. “Pfft-hahahahahahahahahahaha…”

Yuchi Lan shot upright. “What are you laughing at?”

I did my best to turn my eyes elsewhere and thought through every sad thing that had ever happened to me in this life.

“This lowly one… pfft… simply thought all of a sudden that being able to relieve Your Grace’s fatigue must be thanks to the merits my ancestors accumulated.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I couldn’t help glancing at Peppa Pig again-and ended up making eye contact with it.

A lean waist. Perfect V-lines. One Peppa Pig, half hidden and half revealed.

“Pfft, hahaha-this lowly one is simply too moved, boohoo… This lowly one feels…”

Peppa’s pig snout was even pointed at his belly button.

There had to be something wrong with this!

“Pfft-hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahaha…”

I really couldn’t take it. I was laughing so hard tears came out.

Damn it. That wretched Qiao Qiao. When I see you again, I swear I’m going to make you drop dead!