"Oh, how?"

"It seem like, after your poisoning, he directly command more of his shadow guard to spy on everyone here. Last night, after Concubine Shen's brother come and brings her a package, the guard steal the package and inform the Prince."

"What package? Why didn't you tell me?"

"... I did. Last night. You tell me to stop."

"Ah..."

I can feel heat spread on my cheeks as I remember what happen last night. Right now I'm having my morning meal alone. When I wake up, quite late I tell you, the bed next to me has already gone cold. Xiao Er tells me that the Prince has been called to the palace so he can't accompany me.

Right now, stirring the bowl of congee mindlessly, I discuss what happen with Zero Three. The package is some sort of aphrodisiac and a name seal, from one of the powerhouse in the Kingdom of Silla.

"It seems like they are really bend on persecuting me. They are planning to use the drug on me and let me be found together with any official from Silla, right?"

"Correct, host."

Pftt. This level of craftiness is not up to par with my level of creative writing. Thank G.o.d with all the drama I've watch, this is easy.

"So, what did the Prince do with the drug?"

I take a few sip of warm congee as my system told me what happen. Hmm, the Prince asks his guard to return back the drug? Why? Did he plan from them to do the deed to me and catch them in the act? It's a bit risky since we have no idea when they will act. I mean, I do, they will move next week. But the Prince doesn't.

"Zero Three, you told me the Prince love calligraphy and have an outstanding memory, right."

"Yes, host."

Hmm, it's time to lay the trap. No need for the big tiger, just need its paws.

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The soul-changed Consort happily ate his meal as he thought about his plan. He asks his maid to prepare some brush and paper, meaning to practice some calligraphy on his own.

Moments later, we can see the beautiful pale ger, standing upright on the writing desk, staring at his own messy hand writing on the rolled paper in front of him. Well, despite having memory of the original owner of his body, it's still hard for him to emulate the skills. In this case, writing.

"I can read the words, but I can't write it."

The ger lament softly by himself after a half day have pa.s.sed, with him still trying to attempt his hand on writing the original's kingdom language. He didn't notice one particular handsome man have arrive, as his concentration took up all his other senses, making him gasp in fright, when that man hold him by his waist.

"Shh, it's me, my dear. What are you doing?"

The ger instantly calm down and start to blush when realizing their intimate position. He starts to squirm as the Prince snuggle his nose on his neck, sniffing lightly and peppering b.u.t.terfly kisses there.

"Prin- Xue Er, I'm- I'm just bored. I'm trying to write something, but..."

The ger's head that was turn to his husband is now fall back to the front, eyeing his messy work with a pout on his lips. The Prince are unable to move his gaze from those luscious lips, making him pull his bride's chin towards him and drop a soft peck on it. Pinkish blushes start to spread on the ger's porcelain cheeks, making it as bright as the plum blossom petal.

"What are you writing? Do you want my help?"

The Prince loosens the hold of his bride, taking the latter's hand that holds the brush, ready to guide him in writing. Still standing behind him, the Prince uses his free hand to roll open a new piece of paper when his eyes notice a negligible writing at the corner of the last paper.

"My dear, this is?"

"Hmm?"

The ger turn his attention towards his own writing, the one that was pointed at by his husband. It was a writing of a name, in his own language. The pale ger answers happily, turning his half of his body towards his husband.

"This is my name," he start, guiding his husband hand to trace the characters one by one, "Jun Jae Hee."

"This one is 'Jun'?" the Prince asks while tracing back to the first character, peering from his bride's shoulder.

The ger let out a small nod. The Prince halts for a moment before using his bride's hand to write a set of characters on a newly rolled out paper. He writes a three word characters, which the first character is the same one from his bride's name.

"Xue Er, you know my language?" the ger asks in surprise.

"No, my dear. But can you tell me what does this say?"

The take another look at his husband's writing, before saying, "Jun Jin Lee."

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I've known of the Prince's abilities, and as my expectation, he remembers the characters that were engraved on the name seal, despite only seeing it once. It seems like my plan is working.

Smirk.

Jun Jin Lee.

It's the name of a young minister in the Kingdom of Silla, which was sent as a delegate here in Tian Mo Kingdom. It is also the very same name that was etched on the name seal that is now back in the hand of Concubine Shen. This is the man that Minister Shen had chosen to set me up with. Based on the information from my system, he has chosen this man because of his looks and his ambitions. The latter is clearly a threat to him.

However, there is one thing that our dear minister has not known.

"This is my cousin's name. You might know about him, Xue Er. Father says that he lives here."

"Have you met with him since you come here, my dear?"

I can feel he tightens his holds on me, a clear sign of jealousy. I spun around, letting go of his hand and embrace him. Well, I need to appease this Prince of mine in one way or another.

"I haven't been anywhere apart from the palace, ever since I got here."

Now ask me if I want to go, my Prince. I will clearly say yes and you will an excuse to meet that guy. Come on, ask me.

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The soul-changed Consort is waiting for his opportunity to move forwards with his plan. But somehow, the Prince didn't act as he wish. After cajoling his bride and accompanying him for dinner, the Prince left, siting that he has some work that urgently need his attention. The pale ger is left on his own that night, feeling lost and lonely, as if he has become dependent with the Prince's warmth by his side during the cold night.

With nothing to do, he keep practising his calligraphy mindlessly while ranting on the Prince with his system. His system has learn to keep mum and silently listening to his host complaining when thing doesn't work his way.

Meanwhile the Prince is having a private meeting with the man that his bride wants to meet, the cousin.

"Your Highness, it is my honour to finally met you."

Jun Jin Lee is a handsome man, his body straight and upright, making he looks sincere and capable. A pure scholar, his mind is bright and clear without any taint. If the Prince doesn't know about this man relations.h.i.+p with his bride, he might be drowning in anger and jealousy.

Now that all of that has been cleared up, it's time for him to discuss some business.