Cross-Dresser

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"Because I... I'm a boy."

Hearing this, Fang Xuan's mouth twitched violently. His body gradually stiffened like stone. He stared at the shy and cute Ilya before him, dumbfounded.

"Nani?!"

Ilya brushed a strand of hair aside. A trace of shyness appeared on his beautiful face as she said,

"I'm sorry for lying to you. I truly am a boy..."

Why are you wearing a flowery skirt if you're a boy?

Weird taste?!

Fang Xuan's face darkened. He felt like his eyes had deceived him, and even his pure heart had been tainted.

Earlier that day, the bandit leader had excitedly put his hand under Ilya's skirt. Ultimately, what he touched was... well, more than expected.

Fang Xuan wanted to know how much mental damage that bandit had suffered back then.

Ilya was a crossdresser, something Fang Xuan hadn't anticipated. However, since Ilya was a boy, they had survived the robbery safely.

No one's innocence was tarnished. No one died. Fang Xuan also hadn't revealed his strength. Thus, sometimes cross-dressing proved to be useful.

"Ilya, why are you crossdressing? Could it be..."

After a moment, Fang Xuan looked at Ilya suspiciously, his expression full of disdain.

Noticing Fang Xuan's strange look, Ilya hurriedly waved his hands and clarified, "Don't misunderstand! I... I don't have that kind of fetish!"

"Huh? If you don't have a special fetish, then why are you wearing a skirt? Hmm?" Fang Xuan raised an eyebrow.

"I just... need to crossdress for certain reasons..." Ilya stammered.

"Even if you're not cross-dressing, you look more like a woman than most women..." Fang Xuan rested his head on his hands, ridiculing him.

He continued, "So, why are you cross-dressing?"

"I..."

Just as Ilya was about to explain, a coughing sound came from outside the carriage.

"Miss, you must be tired after that scare earlier today. It's getting late, so it's better to rest early."

Hearing Zhang Yunlong's reminder, Ilya seemed to recall something and immediately shut his mouth, refusing to say more.

Yo!

Looks like this Ilya has a story!

Fang Xuan sat quietly in the carriage, the corners of his mouth curling up. He didn't ask any more questions. Closing his eyes, he crossed his arms and gradually fell asleep.

…

After an unknown period of time, the carriage jolted violently, waking Fang Xuan. He slowly opened his eyes. At the same time, the carriage stopped, and Zhang Yunlong's joyful voice came from outside.

"Miss, we've finally arrived! We've safely reached the Balak Kingdom."

After a day and night of travel, Fang Xuan and the others had finally passed through the Fasno Province and arrived at the foot of the Balak Kingdom's capital.

Before them stood a majestic, ancient castle. The walls were about ten meters tall, and carriages flowed in an endless stream. Though it was far inferior to Heaven Dou City in scale and grandeur, it was still a luxurious capital!

"The Balak Kingdom..."

Fang Xuan lifted the curtain and nimbly jumped down from the carriage. He carefully took in the sight of this ancient capital. Speaking of which, he still had a debt to settle with the Balak Kingdom's royal family.

His target for this trip was the Balak Kingdom's Imperial Tutor, Kunpeng Spirit Douluo Roderick. It was said that Roderick resided in the palace and was in charge of its security. Therefore, Fang Xuan had to find a way to sneak in.

"Haha, we're finally home! I'm so happy!"

Ilya lifted her skirt and jumped from the carriage with Zhang Yunlong's help. Her eyes curved into crescents, and her beautiful black hair fluttered in the wind. She smiled, making all the flowers seem dull in comparison. Many passersby were transfixed.

Uh, can you not smile so innocently and cutely?

Fang Xuan felt a shiver down his spine. He quickly took three steps back, avoiding Ilya like a plague.

So, the rumors on the internet were true. She's so cute... She must be a boy!

The group quickly rushed to the Balak Kingdom. It was okay that there was no welcoming ceremony, but suddenly, a group of guards clad in golden armor and wielding war spears rushed out of the city. They surrounded Fang Xuan and the other two, each exuding power and killing intent.

"Uh, what's going on?"

Fang Xuan scratched his head in confusion. It was one thing that no one came to welcome them, but now they were surrounded by guards. What was happening?

Could it be that his identity had been exposed, and the Balak Kingdom had sent people specifically to kill him? After all, he killed their prince. There was still a blood debt between them!

Zhang Yunlong's face turned pale upon seeing the ill-intentioned guards. He sighed regretfully and told Ilya, "Young Miss, it seems we're a step too late..."

"Could it be... could it be that Father has already…"

Ilya's eyes reddened, and her pretty face filled with grief. A sparkling tear slowly slid down her cheek, making her look even more pitiful.

Just as Fang Xuan was still puzzled, a golden-armored general stepped forward and, without emotion, said to them, "Sorry, you're all under arrest!"

...

Ten minutes later!

Inside a sealed prison, the dim light, humid air, and gloomy atmosphere surrounded them. Fang Xuan and Ilya sat across from each other, staring in silence.

"So, why am I locked up for no reason?"

Fang Xuan was speechless. He didn't even know what he had done. Did he commit murder? Arson? Molest a cute little lady? Shouldn't there be a reason to arrest someone? Was there no law in the Balak Kingdom?

"I'm sorry. I've implicated you."

Ilya pinched the corner of her skirt and looked at Fang Xuan apologetically. She sincerely apologized, saying,

"If only you hadn't been with us. No, if only we had let you off the carriage before entering the city. Then you wouldn't have been caught with us. I'm sorry."

Faced with the apology of this young girl... no, young man, Fang Xuan felt helpless. That hidden expert, coachman Zhang Yunlong, had already been taken away by two prison guards for interrogation.

Only the two of them remained in the prison, awaiting an unknown fate.

With Fang Xuan's strength, breaking out of this prison and escaping the Balak Kingdom's imprisonment would have been a piece of cake. However, he wasn't in a hurry to leave. Instead, he leisurely stayed in the cell, growing more curious about Ilya's true identity.

"Ilya, why did the Balak Kingdom send people to arrest you? What is your identity?" Fang Xuan's eyes gleamed as he seriously studied Ilya.

"Ah? I... I..."

Ilya nervously rubbed her hands, clearly hesitant.

At that moment, Fang Xuan suddenly laughed. He spoke in a teasing tone, "Let me guess. Is the king of the Balak Kingdom your…"

Ilya's heart tightened, and she looked at Fang Xuan with some surprise. She hadn't expected him to guess correctly. But when she heard what Fang Xuan said next, her face fell, and her expression grew strange.

"Is the king of the Balak Kingdom like that bandit leader from yesterday? Did he also fall for your beauty and want to take you into his harem? Because you refused, you were arrested and brought here. Am I right?" Fang Xuan asked with a mischievous grin.

"That's completely wrong!" Ilya retorted.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Then what's going on?" Fang Xuan rolled his eyes, giving up on guessing and waiting for Ilya's answer.

After a moment of hesitation, Ilya finally confessed, "Actually, I am the Balak Kingdom's... prince!"