Feng Jiao Xue had just settled down, the weariness of the day pressing on her shoulders, when Huang Jin De's calm but insistent voice echoed in her mind. "Jiao Xue you need to put on your disguise. Someone's coming this way"
"What?" Feng Jiao Xue's eyes immediately snapped open with a frown as she sprang to sit up on her bed.
"You have a guest. And not just any guest, it's the crown prince." Huang Jin De informed her.
"You've gotta be kidding me. We both just returned to the capital. Why is he coming here directly?" She groaned softly, already dreading the implications. Quickly, she began her routine. Pulling out a simple, worn robe, she donned her carefully constructed disguise. Her complexion took on a pale, almost sickly pallor, her posture slumped slightly to radiate vulnerability, and she arranged her hair to look unkempt but not untidy enough to raise suspicion.
