After helping him get dressed, Hua Miaomiao took Xiao Jinyan’s hand and led him to wash up.
For her, the hardest part was helping him fix his hair. While her own hair she could leave messy, her husband’s hairstyle had to be perfect—no shortcuts allowed.
Once they both finished washing, Hua Miaomiao seated him in front of the dressing mirror and said, “Wait here a moment. I need to fetch something!”
She quickly ran to the bed, retrieved a golden pin from under the pillow, and returned to his side. Then, after adjusting her breathing and inner energy, she inserted the pin into the acupuncture point.
As the pin pierced the point, her face slowly twisted, then returned to the original, unattractive appearance.
Her master had once taught her the art of disguise. What had once been considered a lost secret now unfolded right before Xiao Jinyan’s eyes. Had he not prepared himself mentally, he might have been caught off guard by her act.
On their wedding night, she had been drunk and forgotten to remove her disguise, so he hadn’t seen her true appearance. Yet last night, she had performed a live “face-changing” in front of him! It had been astonishing then, and now seeing her switch from beautiful to plain again, the effect was just as shocking. Xiao Jinyan quietly admired his own skill in pretending to be blind.
He had to maintain his disguise. Until his great revenge was fulfilled, he could not reveal his true abilities—lest it put her in danger.
When Hua Miaomiao opened her eyes again, her face was perfectly disguised. She then called to the door, “Qiuyue, come in and fix the prince’s hair!”
Spring Flower and Autumn Moon, her personal maidservants, had always been diligent, attending to their mistress faithfully and waiting for summons at her and her husband’s door every day.
In these past two days, the only task the young lady had allowed them to handle was fixing the prince’s hair. Everything else, she did herself, which left the maids a little bewildered.
Ever since their mistress nearly drowned, aside from her previously lively personality, much seemed to have changed.
By Mingyue Kingdom’s customs, attending to one’s master’s washing and dressing was strictly a servant’s duty. Yet ever since marrying into the prince’s household, their mistress insisted on doing everything herself—a strange behavior that left them puzzled.
Adding to their confusion was her hair. Every day, she simply piled it up haphazardly, secured only with a single jade hairpin. No flowers, no ornamental combs—nothing else adorned her head.
Today, as Autumn Moon fixed the prince’s hair, Hua Miaomiao watched carefully, trying to memorize each step so that one day she could personally tie his crown.
Once the maids finished, Hua Miaomiao said proactively, “Prince, once I learn, I’ll do your hair myself.”
Through the mirror, Xiao Jinyan met her smiling eyes and couldn’t help but curl his lips. “All right. Then I’ll rely on my princess from now on.”
Hua Miaomiao happily took his hand, leading him out, while Spring Flower and Autumn Moon followed behind. Seeing their closeness, the maids were utterly confused.
Though their mistress was kind and straightforward, in terms of appearance, if they hadn’t already gotten used to her, they might have found her plain. Their marriage had never been viewed favorably. Everyone knew the empress had forced this union, yet could it truly turn out this harmonious?
Watching the pair interact these past two days, the maids were puzzled. Perhaps their mistress had been accepted because the prince was blind.
Hua Miaomiao, unaware of her maids’ thoughts, simply resolved to live in the moment. She was already trapped in this world, and the man before her had the looks and personality she liked. She would make the best of it.
If not for this unexpected transmigration, she didn’t know when she would have found a partner. Her previous appearance had been plain, unremarkable—hardly someone to easily find love.
Her work had also been extremely dangerous; any mission could have been her last. Most of her senior comrades remained single before retiring.
Now, after her sacrifice and sudden chance at rebirth, she didn’t ask for a passionate romance, only a simple, ordinary love. And fate had been generous, letting her meet someone she could truly like almost immediately.
Moreover, she had her own spatial ability—she could retrieve anything she needed at any time. Life could hardly get better.
Today’s breakfast was completely different from yesterday’s. Hua Miaomiao delighted in feeding her prince, and in the process, inadvertently ate a bit more herself.
Xiao Jinyan paid close attention to her eyes. Though her face was still disguised, the eyes revealed emotion.
Although her eyes were only half their original size, their sincerity shone brilliantly, impossible for him to miss.
After the meal, Hua Miaomiao had originally planned to ask the prince about the Mingyue Kingdom, but that would have to wait.
Cold Feng had urgent matters to discuss with him, so she quietly left.
Cold Feng guided the prince to the study, while Hua Miaomiao returned to her own chamber.
With nothing else to do, she decided to pick up a book.
The chamber had many books, neatly arranged on the shelves. Not as many as the study, but still quite a collection.
She randomly selected one and was delighted to find she could read all the characters—a good sign.
Settling on the couch by the window, she began reading carefully.
The book she picked was a military treatise, outlining strategies and tactics for battlefield operations—much like The Art of War.
For her, it was an excellent choice. Back in military school, instructors often explained how Sun Tzu’s strategies could be applied in modern combat.
She and her comrades had once considered such ancient texts to be military wonders, extremely valuable if studied thoroughly.
She recalled a mission where they applied a tactic from the book to successfully destroy a drug production site, with zero casualties.
So Hua Miaomiao had always been deeply interested in military strategy.