Chapter 2: Gracious Devil

5.8K 253 28
                                    

Media: Duke Li
https://pin.it/dt6aslxttyz75q

---

"A'Chun, don't stand there!" Mao Zhen couldn't help but whisper in a harsh tone.

Hong Chun was absentminded so her friend had to gesture to her head in a subtle manner.

Only then did she try to maneuver where there was no direct sunlight but it was hard when there were people in all directions.

She was grateful though that everyone was busy doing their own thing or admiring the parade they were seeing.

Mao Zhen helped to pull her to what was considered a safe place.

"Careless lass! You haven't touched it up with the thing I gave you?" The girl flicked Hong Chun's forehead.

"Ouch! It was really time-consuming so I sometimes forget. Don't worry, no one cares about it anyway."

They were talking about Hong Chun's little secret.

Both her parents had dark hair and she was some sort of a natural brunette since she was a child but back then, it wasn't too visible unless one leaned in close to her.

She had her suspicions but she could see the husband and wife genuinely cared for her. Not wanting to make things hard for them, she kept quiet about it.

But the blasted hair seemed to get lighter and became more obvious when she hit puberty.

Her friend (the only person who could put up with her uninteresting personality), Mao Zhen, came from a family of merchants. And it was her idea to give Hong Chun traditional hair dye which was normally used by the old madams of the capital.

She had been using the dye since she was fourteen.

It was only called hair dye but its effects weren't anything near the hair dyes in her original world. It was in powder form and one had to brew it with water and form a thick paste. Then, she had to massage it onto her scalp to the ends of her strands.

She even had to be careful not to dye her forehead or nape! It was really meticulous and she still had to be careful not to get caught.

Hong Chun was quite amazed at how a lazy person such as her could put this kind of effort just for the sake of not making her family awkward.

If it was her of the past, she wouldn't give two shits about other people's feelings.

But she forgot to dye her hair these past few days so its true color started to show especially under the sunlight.

However since they were in a crowded place, no one would really question her origins here so she was carefree. She only needed to be careful around her parents and gossipy neighbors.

Once away from the crowd, the two soon parted ways to go home.

Meanwhile, the center of attention was having small talk with the prince who was assigned to accompany and welcome his group.

"On this good day, this one has troubled the honorable thirteenth prince." The gentleman clasped his fisted hand to show his gratitude.

"What is Duke Li saying? It's this prince's honor to know such a brilliant general like you! This prince is grateful to Brother Emperor for giving this opportunity to be your host."

This prince had one specialty and it was bootlicking to those who were in power. He believed he survived the fight for the throne because of this special talent.

[COMPLETE] Transmigrated Author: The Quiet PlumWhere stories live. Discover now