To His Side (Failed) 1

But the aspect which shook Ouyang Xueqing the most was how skimpy she dressed. Her robes could barely covered her chest which showed half of her cleavage and it parted in the middle of her thighs. Her milky white skin was alluring and there was a sweet fragrance emitted from her skin.

Throughout her life, Ouyang Xueqing was circled around righteous people. Her general grandfather, merchant father, emperor godfather, her protector, the guards around her, they all dressed moderately and politely. The most she saw was how An Zhengnan sloppily dressed but even then there wasn't any skin that was showing like her.

Ma Meiying chuckled at the Princess' bewilderment. "What? Haven't seen someone dressed like this before?"

Ouyang Xueqing blinked and closed her gaping mouth. "N—No," she rebuked weakly.

"That's okay." She waved. Even her movement was soft and seductive. Ouyang Xueqing felt slightly dizzy from the pheromone that was heavy in the air. "It's understandable for my job."

"What's your job?"

"Haven't you guess?" Her lips curled like a flower petal in full bloom. "I am a prostitute."

Ouyang Xueqing's eyes were blank as she dug into her ears. "…Pardon?"

Ma Meiying giggled merrily as she covered her mouth with her sleeves. Her eyes turned crescent. They were glazed and shining like jewel, the seduction that radiated from them was so strong that even a young girl like her could have her heart hammered heavily. "As I've said, I'm a prostitute."

"Ah." Ouyang Xueqing's face turned beet red as she fumbled on her words. "I—I see. Sorry for asking, no I mean, sorry if I offend you."

"No. It's okay, my dear. It's a perfect job to gain information after all."

She didn't know what to say except, "I see," and began to see her in new light. She admired Ma Meiying who didn't feel ashamed of what she did as long as she could maintain her loyalty. 

Her eyes sparkled with awe as she exclaimed. "I want to be like you!"

Ma Meiying: "…"

The corner of her mouth twitched heavily and her back was soaked in cold sweat. Her smile was crooked as if she wanted to cry. "D—Don't be like me, Princess." What the fuck?! If the boss knew that the Princess wanted to be a prostitute because of her, her neck would be hanged!

"Oops." Ouyang Xueqing covered her mouth and giggled. "No, I don't mean that. What I mean is I admire you very much, Sister Meiying."

For Ma Meiying who only heard of men calling her all kind of perverted nicknames all day long and lived in a place where their body was the ultimate battlefield, hearing a younger little girl calling her 'sister' with such a sweet voice was enough to make her tear up.

She couldn't hold back anymore and cuddled Ouyang Xueqing in her chests. "Aaaah, so cute!!" She squealed like a fangirl as she rubbed her cheeks on the top of Ouyang Xueqing's head.

Ouyang Xueqing was baffled with her head buried in the mountain of softness. It felt bouncy and the sweet fragrance attacked her nose mercilessly. Steam was boiling on her head like furnace and her whole body heated up as she flailed around. "S—Sister--!"

Ma Meiying loosened her embrace slightly and moved to pinch her cheeks. "Why are you so cute? This big sister wants to lock you up!"

Ouyang Xueqing felt like digging a hole at the over praise. She was used to people treating her with respect and maintaining some kind of polite distance. Her only friend which she allowed to be near her was Ling Xiaochen.

Except for her, everyone else couldn't treat her as equal because of her status. This was the first time for her to warm up to someone this quick. The feeling of having a big sister was foreign which flustered her greatly.

"Is it true that you come to repay a life debt to our young master?"

She spoke with difficulty as her cheeks kept on being squeezed. "Our yong master~s?"

"Oh my, please pardon me. I mean him, Mo Yujian. I just got accustomed to call him 'young master' in the brothel."

Without any delay, Ouyang Xueqing nodded energetically. It was part of the secret information in which the report said that instead of a frequent customer, Mo Yujian was the owner of the brothel he often went to. No one knew that except the higher management and Ling Wenfu's people.

Ma Meiying chuckled full of mirth. Looking at the little girl's innocent and pure eye, she felt like wanting to shield her from all the harm in the world. Pity that she couldn't see her full face because the mask was covering the right side of her face.

Prior to that, she had got a stern warning not to ask anything about her face which made her curiosity grew larger. Her heart ached at the thought that there were some kind of scar beneath that mask that made The Princess wanted to cover that.

Of course, she didn't dare to cross the line. "Are you sure you wanted to sneak into the brothel?"

Ouyang Xueqing pondered for a while. "Where you wants to put me is up to you, I just wanted to be by his side, that's all."

Ma Meiying drew a troubled face. "But young master abhorred the sight of women around him."

"Hehe." Ouyang Xueqing snickered mischievously. "Who said I will be a woman?"

Her eyes widened abruptly. "W—What?"

***

When Ouyang Xueqing finished changing her robes and appeared in front of her again, Ma Meiying's mouth gaped open wide. "P—Princess?"

"Hush!" She put her forefinger on her lips. "I am not Ouyang Xueqing nor am I a Princess. I am Ma Sheqing, your little brother from the countryside, okay?" She even had the audacity to wink. Her grin was especially cheeky.

Ma Meiying didn't know whether she should cry or laugh. The Princess in front of her had changed her appearance into that of a young boy. Her slim figure and barely formed curves could easily be hidden by a shabby robes, her long shiny hair was pulled into a bun on top of her head. Her light green mask hid half of her face.

She could totally pass as a ten or eleven years old boy.

Exasperatedly, Ma Meiying asked. "Are you really sure?"