Thirteenth Birthday 2

She really regretted her weak willpower.

The one that would suffer in the end was still her!

She was sulking from her courtyard in the Royal Palace all the way to the main hall where the birthday banquet would be held.

The banquet hadn't even started, yet she had felt so tired that she could sprawled on the ground. The crown and accessory on her head was so heavy and it was straining her neck.

Her dress was golden colored with glitters that matched the Emperor, the layers was intrinsic and every pattern was detailed and beautiful. It had the sky, the cloud and a soaring dragon.

Yet, it was so heavy, three times heavier than her usual simple dress!

Even while walking, she felt like she was exercising and her forehead was soaked in sweat. Fortunately, there were maidservants that was fanning her and wiping her sweat.

Or else, Ouyang Xueqing guessed that she would look like a drenched beast when she arrived.

She stepped carefully onto the main hall as the guards announced. "The Princess has arrived!"

As the main star for today, she was the last one to arrive.

The hall was filled with rows of tables and peoples from all over the mainland. Her Imperial Father was sitting on his gold throne as he chatted with her grandpa, General Ouyang Feiyang.

One of Wang Ze's concubine was present, she was said to be the most favorite by the moment, Concubine Qin. She looked like a young mature woman with gentle and dainty look. Her red dress suited her perfectly, accentuating her white and milky skin and made it seem rosy and glowing.

Her gentleness and soft demeanor successfully won the Emperor over and made her rule over the Imperial Harem.

Ouyang Xueqing's families, which was her mother, father and grandpa was granted a special honor and a table that was on the left side, a few steps below the throne.

While Ouyang Xueqing's table apparently looked like it was prepared lavishly and majestically. Its' position was even higher than people of the General's manor and only slightly lower than the Emperor's throne.

It was clear how much the Emperor had cherished the princess.

All heads turned when the guards' announce was heard. The conversation died down instantly. The main hall's gate was opened slowly and Ouyang Xueqing emerged with her golden robes and crown.

Gasps and murmurs of admiration was heard.

She was so beautiful that people couldn't manage to look away!

Her steps was soft and elegant, yet it was small and dainty, making her look adorable and innocent. Her oval face was milky smooth that water could be squeezed out of it. Her round black eye was watery and full of emotion like it could speak, her nose pointed and lips curled into a gentle and refreshing smile.

Her jet black hair waist-length hair was swaying side by side with her steps as it framed her face and beautifully dolled with many expensive and highly precious accessories that the combination of all further brightened her eye and made her look spirited and full of energy.

She looked so lovely and graceful that it awed everyone's present.

Yet, it was such a pity…

A countenance so beautiful was half covered by a light green mask. It completely shielded the right side of her face and her blue pupils with golden slits.

Throughout the past year, Ouyang Xueqing had gotten used to wear mask that even though her face had been exposed one time and rumors were circulating everywhere, she still felt most comfortable wearing it.

She gathered her dress as she curtsied elegantly. Her fingers were soft and white like it had no bones. Her husky voice sounded, tickling everyone's ear and reaching into their hearts. "Qing'er greets Imperial Father and Concubine Qin."

She was the adopted daughter of Wang Ze, so it was okay for her to simply address Wang Ze's many concubines with their title. Her position was higher than them anyway. If they met Ouyang Xueqing, the one that had to show respect was none other than themselves!

They were sensible and well informed of the inner fight of the Palace. The most important one in the Emperor's heart was the one that had the highest authority. If they had dared to be impolite, humph! Humph! See how Ouyang Xueqing would kick them out of the Royal Palace!

Thus, they all treated her amicably and kindly, sometimes even flattered her too much that Ouyang Xueqing purposely avoided the Imperial Harem every time she was in the palace.

Wang Ze looked at her with a proud look on his face. His stern and cold eyes melting completely like his heart. "Rise." He commanded.

Ouyang Xueqing straightened her back as she slowly climbed the steps and arrived first at the table where the three Princes', the Emperor's sons sat.

She first greeted the oldest Prince aka the Crown Prince and the future Emperor of the Beast Mainland. He was a towering man with fierce look on his eyes. His cold face was the carbon copy of his father. "Qing'er greets eldest brother."

She didn't need to kneel like she did with The Emperor because her standing was even higher than that of the Prince's.

Yet the three sons couldn't even squeak out a word.

Who told them to be born as a man? This daughter-slave father could mercilessly discarded them away if they acted even a little bit impolitely toward the princess, ah!

Like the cold and unspoken man he was, the first prince, Wang Yu, merely grunted as an acknowledgement.

"Qing'er greets the second brother." Wang Ruo, the second prince was the true embodiment of a person that truly enjoyed his lifestyle luxuriously. He played all day long and visited brothel here and there, flirted with women along the street and dated no more than one week before dumping them heartlessly.

Yet because of his handsome, flirty face and his status as a prince, no lady could ever resisted him and let him do whatever he wanted with them. Ouyang Xueqing hated this kind of man the most, they were scum! Playboy! Jerk! He even gave her the Spring Fruit on her third birthday that had caused her to be stung until black and blue!

But this second prince winked and whistled at her. "Little sister, you look more and more beautiful!"

Ouyang Xueqing had goosebumps all over her skin as she forced to maintain a calm smile. "Second brother, you flatter Qing'er too much."

She then ignored his remarks and turned to the youngest prince.

He had whiter skin than most people that almost made him look transparent. His faint smile made him look fragile and weak, yet his beast form was that of a huge white python, the ferocious killer.

He was the mildest and most normal of three. He and Ouyang Xueqing had sometimes talked and she found that she quite liked him. That's why her smile this time was the most genuine. "Qing'er greets third brother."

"Hm." He smiled gently and said. "Happy birthday, little sis."

"Thank you, brother."

After finished greeting the important figures in the room, Ouyang Xueqing proceeded to step on the stairs leading to her seat. The long dress was making her exerted a little more effort so that she didn't tripped and smashed herself on the ground, but luckily the maidservant was helping her with her dress.

She gathered her dress carefully and took her first step.

But suddenly…