After Being Reborn, I Was Matched To His Majesty

Star calendar Year 331, the snow was falling heavily.

Shi Xing’s pale face was wrapped in a thick fluffy collar, as he stepped on the train from Ancheng to the imperial capital.

It was the end of the year, so not many people were on the train. 

Shi Xing chose a corner to sit down, and his cloak covered his thin figure completely.

[News from the Imperial Capital, today, the Prince’s Mansion will hold a grand wedding for Lieutenant General Lu Lu, the youngest son of the prince, Lu Zhong who has spiritual power as a rare SS level with Major General Bi Shu who has S level mental power. 

They are reported to be childhood sweethearts. This wedding signifies a strong combination of the Prince’s Mansion and the Senate. 

The two newcomers were rated as the most suitable newlyweds in this century by Star Network. Let’s connect on the front line Reporter at Prince’s Mansion for the latest update…]

In the empty train, the sound of the news broadcast on the light screen was exceptionally clear.

Hearing the news, Shi Xing’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his head. 

His sea-blue eyes reflected the light and shadow of the light screen, and he quietly watched the report about the once-in-a-century wedding.

The prince’s mansion still looked the same as he remembered it, and the guards lined up neatly welcoming the distinguished guests attending the wedding with great momentum.

The frontline reporters were at the main entrance, and the atmosphere was lively with people coming and going.

Subconsciously, Shi Xing glanced around.

There were only two or three passengers on the train, and there was heavy snow outside the window, making the world solemn.

The hustle and bustle on the light screen and the quietness and solitude around Shi Xing were like two different worlds.

A trace of sarcasm came to Shi Xing’s mind, he pulled the corners of his lips, trying to laugh, but he didn’t.

An hour later, the train arrived at the imperial capital.

The voice in the station kept reminding the passengers about the heavy snow today so that the people who go out should prepare their umbrellas.

Shi Xing stood at the exit and watched the surroundings quietly for a while. The pouring snow seemed to cover up the world.

Shi Xing made up his mind and ordered a suspension car to go to the Prince’s Mansion.

After getting in the car, the driver uncle enthusiastically said, “Are you going to the Prince’s Mansion to see the wedding ceremony??”

“The wedding ceremony is open to the public, and many young people are going to see it. Today, His Majesty, who was rumored to suffer from a serious mental disorder, was also going to visit. Many people are also going to see His Majesty…” 

Shi Xing smiled politely, and replied softly, “I am going to the Prince’s Mansion.”

But it wasn’t to see the wedding.

He was not a guest either.

If you have to say it, he was probably an uninvited guest whose arrival might mess up the scene.

After all, as Lu Lu’s ex-husband, no one in the Lu family would want to see Shi Xing at the wedding.

After half an hour, the driver put Shi Xing at the nearest drop-off point to the Prince’s Mansion.

After getting out of the car and opening the protective umbrella, cold air entered Shi Xing’s lungs. 

Under the umbrella, Shi Xing suddenly bent over and let out a long violent cough.

The cough lasted for a while, Shi Xing’s chest heaved, and a burst of dizziness hit him. 

Shi Xing found a stool by the side of the street and sat down. After a long time, he finally managed to catch his breath.

Looking at the pale palm, Shi Xing thought this might be his last trip.

For the last time, it’s good to let the unfinished things come to an end.

When his physical strength recovered, Shi Xing slowly got up and walked straight to the Prince’s Mansion.

He didn’t have an invitation card, so he was directly blocked at the door. Shi Xing knew this would happen, so he calmly announced his name.

(Translated by Beauty Brute.)

After a while, a familiar face appeared at the gate of the Prince’s Mansion, looking at each other from a distance in the air. 

“Shi, Doctor Shi… Shi…”

A few years have passed, and his identity has also changed. 

The visitor changed his name several times but found that he couldn’t find a suitable title to address him.

“Just call me, Shi Xing.”

His voice was soft and gentle, and when he uttered a word and smiled, regardless of the disastrous expression on his face, Shi Xing looked like the kind and gentle doctor from back then.