Princess Mansion.
Quan Jinbei sat at the bedside, his face as cold as ice.
The Xiaosi in front of him trembled on the ground.
"Master, please don’t be angry. It’s bad for your health."
Quan Jinbei snorted coldly, "? Angry? Why would I be angry?"
The Xiaosi looked like he had seen through everything, "Master, you were told before you entered the Princess Mansion. Her Highness is not an ordinary woman. If she takes a liking to you, it’s your good fortune from three lifetis. If she doesn’t, don’t feel aggrieved."
"Besides... it’s not just a day or two that she hasn’t co to your courtyard, it’s been two full years!"
Yes, Quan Jinbei had been placed into the princess’s "Harem" for two years now.
During these two years, he hadn’t received any affection from the princess.
There was only one reason for this.
After taking one look at him, the princess said he was painful to the eyes.
Quan Jinbei carefully assessed his appearance; it resembled about fifty percent of how he looked in the real world.
In the eyes of others, he was stunningly handso. To the princess, he was just hideous.
Not just the servants, even Quan Jinbei himself was baffled.
But what baffled him more followed.
The princess’s rear palace already housed over a hundred n.
There were about one hundred and eight official consorts altogether.
Adding them up, not only could they play mahjong, but they could also form a gang just like the 108 heroes of the Water Margin!
Thinking about so many n, all of them valiant, instead of being so gallant outlaws, they just wanted to compete for favor in the Princess Mansion without any ideals or aspirations.
Seeing this...
It was insane!
And Quan Jinbei?
He could only criticize those unambitious n while... waiting for the princess’s favor.
To be honest, he didn’t know whether the princess was blind or deliberately targeting him.
Though his initial identity in the virtual world was a beggar.
But he was confident he was a handso beggar.
If it wasn’t the case, he wouldn’t have received help from a noble.
Although, he now understood that the noble helped him only because they had heard the princess was lascivious and wanted to protect their young master from harm by adopting him.
But this reason only further proved one thing.
That was...
He truly was handso.
Not just a little, but very handso!
If it wasn’t the case, the noble wouldn’t have chosen him for his looks to replace their young master in the Princess Mansion.
In the end.
To everyone except Princess Zhaoyang, he was a super handso guy.
Only to Princess Zhaoyang, he was just ugly.
Master Quan didn’t necessarily demand beauty, even if he looked like a flower, he would accept it.
But the key point was, Princess Zhaoyang, Shi Yaoguang, was the one he was looking for!
He ca to this virtual world precisely for Shi Yaoguang.
But then.
To everyone else, he looked great, but it was as if the princess had switched on a filter to block his handsoness. How could he not feel frustrated?
He had been the princess’s nominal man for two years now, but had only seen her once.
He also wanted to take the initiative.
But...
He couldn’t break character.
He had to stick to the persona of the little beggar that had been set before.
So now he could only sulk in his room like a neglected lover.
The Xiaosi had no idea about Quan Jinbei’s frustration or how much he had to restrain himself to avoid getting struck by lightning.
In his opinion, Quan Jinbei was already very lucky.
He was originally just an unremarkable little beggar.
For a beggar to have co this far, he must have had so excellent fortune.
Though the princess was a little promiscuous, at least he had a recognized status as a consort.
Compared to his past life, it was a significant improvent.
As for not being favored...
Nothing could be done about that.
No matter how good-looking a man was, there had to be a mutual attraction.
Quan Jinbei entered the Princess Mansion for the sole purpose of receiving the princess’s favor.
If he couldn’t get it, what was the point of his looks?
Because Quan Jinbei had yet to catch the princess’s eye, those who were wary of his excessive handsoness had lowered their guard.
A handso guy who couldn’t even catch the princess’s eye, could he still be called handso?
At most, he was just a decoration.
Nothing noteworthy.
Not suffering from any persecution because of this didn’t make Quan Jinbei happy.
If you’re not envied, you’re diocre.
By the sa token.
If he wasn’t ostracized, it ant the sa.
The safer he was in the Princess Mansion, the more it proved he was garbage.
Others didn’t even bother involving him in palace intrigues.
The Xiaosi also thought Quan Jinbei was quite pitiful in this regard.
But he was just a Xiaosi and couldn’t offer sympathy.
It was like soone earning less than 208 RMB a day sympathizing with soone earning 20.8 billion a day.
Just one question from the depths of his soul.
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The humble Xiaosi.
Not qualified, he was not qualified.
He was just an ordinary Xiaosi.
No matter how unfavored his master was, it wasn’t his place to pity him.
Honestly, Xiaosi felt more pitiful himself.
Xiaosi’s mind wandered far and wide, when he suddenly heard footsteps outside.
He thought it was soone passing by, so he didn’t pay much attention.
Unexpectedly...
The footsteps drew closer.
Xiaosi imdiately beca vigilant.
Due to Quan Jinbei not being favored, his residence was the most remote in the Princess Mansion.
Usually, no one would co by, so the fact that he had thought it was just soone passing by was indeed problematic.
But Xiaosi wouldn’t doubt himself.
If he had considered everything, he would have been the master, not a Xiaosi.
"Squeak—"
The door creaked open before the horrified eyes of Xiaosi.
Given the remoteness of Quan Jinbei’s residence, Xiaosi hadn’t expected anyone to co by, so he hadn’t locked the door.
With a push, the door opened.
Xiaosi started trembling, using both his feet.
He shook like a quail.
"Mas-Master..."
Xiaosi’s voice quivered close to crying, "Master, d-don’t you think soone’s here to kill us?"
Quan Jinbei was rather calm, "Who do you think would co to kill us?"
"The future Prince Consort..." Xiaosi had his reasons for this guess.
Princess Zhaoyang’s chosen man, the one who would beco the Prince Consort in three days.
His appearance resembled Quan Jinbei’s by fifty or sixty percent.
Truth be told, Quan Jinbei’s looks were far more refined.
One had to wonder why the princess was blind, choosing not to want the better-looking Quan Jinbei. She seed to favor soone quite similar to him, but not quite as good-looking.
Just then, a light-hearted male voice chid in, "Little Lord, Her Highness hasn’t summoned you for a long ti. You must be quite lonely, right? Brother is here to keep you company..."
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