Your Majesty

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Pang Wan sat in front of the mercury mirror, lost in thought.

The mirror reflected a bright, youthful face: a smooth oval face, long, arched eyebrows, mischievous, dark eyes, rosy cheeks, and a small, delicate mouth that seemed to be both angry and playful, with two adorable dimples appearing on her cheeks.

"...To have grown up to be this good-looking before even reaching adulthood, I wonder how many heroes and valiant men will fight tooth and nail for him in the future?"

Thinking about the near future, the girl felt anxious but seemed helpless, and sighed in despair.

"Wanwan, Wanwan, how could you be born with such a stunningly beautiful face?"

The girl scolded her reflection in the mirror, her expression a mix of infatuation and reproach, and gently bit her lower lip.

The person in the mirror looked even more pitiful.

"Beauty is a curse, beauty is a curse!"

The girl clutched her chest, her lips curled upwards, her eyes misty, her expression utterly peculiar—a mixture of overwhelming sorrow and unbearable joy. These two extreme emotions overlapped, shifted, and merged on her face, making it impossible to discern her true feelings.

In the corridor of the Sacred Heart Pavilion, the demonic cult lackeys who witnessed all of this shuddered.

"Damn it, who put that magic mirror in the Holy Maiden's room? Her hysteria has flared up again!"

Henchman A cursed under his breath.

"What? The Holy Maiden is still looking in the mirror? She's been looking in the mirror for a whole hour! Doesn't she need to practice her skills or eat?"

Henchman C opened his mouth wide—he had only been a member of the cult for less than a month and was currently just a floor sweeper, so he didn't know much about the situation.

"Let me tell you, our Holy Maiden is wonderful in every way, except for one thing..."

Henchman B, with his gossipy and ambitious spirit, rallied the crowd together, winking and making faces at them.

"The Holy Maiden has fallen ill again."

With a snap, the mercury mirror was swiftly snatched away. Pang Wan couldn't see the beauty anywhere, and just as he looked up, about to get angry, he met a pair of calm, expressionless eyes.

"Aunt Rong, Aunt Rong."

Her momentum waned, and she immediately cowered.

“Rong’er has told the Holy Maiden many times that the Holy Maiden’s appearance is just like a big white radish. Once she leaves the sect, she can be found all over the world. Even if she were chopped up, it wouldn’t cause the slightest disturbance. Why does the Holy Maiden need to hypnotize herself like this?”

The woman called "Aunt Rong" was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She was tall and slender with delicate features and charming eyes and brows. However, her face was cold as she looked at Pang Wan, and the chilling air emanating from her head could almost freeze the brazier.

"I... I've always looked like this, why won't you let me see clearly? Why did you have to shove those pitted bronze mirrors over here..." Pang Wan knew he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head and tried to change the subject to the servants switching the mirrors.

"Holy Maiden!" Aunt Rong leaned forward, lifted her chin with her index finger, and shouted sternly, "Look up at me!"

Pang Wan's eyes were hazy, and she vaguely raised her head as instructed.

"You're really just, slightly above average."

Aunt Rong gave her a deep, deep look, her expression as serious as could be, her words as sincere as could be.

Telling a girl who considers herself an absolute beauty that she is only of average appearance is a far greater blow than telling an ordinary woman that she is ugly. After all, the latter has some self-awareness, while the former is often proud and unwilling to face failure.

Pang Wan's lips twitched, her eyelashes fluttered, and it looked like tears were about to fall.

"Although the Holy Maiden is young, her seductive skills are quite good. It's just a pity that the timing and the target of her use are not appropriate."

Aunt Rong remained unfazed, moved her finger, and pinched Pang Wan's smooth cheek hard, making her brows furrow in pain.

"How can the Holy Maiden of the Moon Worship Sect so easily display weakness? If anyone dares to treat you with such contempt in the future—"

Aunt Rong's eyes sharpened, a glint of fierce light flashing within them, her killing intent surging.

"He should be poisoned! He should be hacked! He should be raped! He should be condemned to have no offspring!"

Pang Wan was about to cry out in pain, but she immediately stopped when she heard the last few words from Aunt Rong's mouth.

"Yes, yes, Aunt Rong's reprimand is correct, Wanwan knows she was wrong." She waved her hand weakly, begging for forgiveness.

"Holy Maiden!" But Aunt Rong had no intention of letting her off so easily. In the next instant, she cupped Pang Wan's face in her hands, her clear eyes shrouded in a layer of melancholy and solemnity: "Holy Maiden, you are a genius that only appears once every hundred years in our Demonic Sect, destined to carry on the immoral cause! The Sect Leader has devoted himself to nurturing you with all his heart and soul. You must not lose yourself in the fleeting clouds of beauty and let down the people of Baiyue!"

Hearing this, Pang Wan pouted inwardly: I'm just a little narcissistic and love myself a little, why is Aunt Rong making such a big deal out of it? Besides, the so-called training by the Moon Worship Cult Leader is nothing more than periodically throwing me a few secret manuals and pills, and sending a few senior followers to keep an eye on me. How could he have poured out any heart or blood?

After thinking it over, she finally suppressed her dissatisfaction and nodded obediently to Aunt Rong, appearing submissive and submissive: "Wanwan will remember your teachings."

—Your grand plans remain unfulfilled and your ambitions unrealized, Pang Wan, now is the time for you to conceal your talents and bide your time. Wait until the mountains are covered in wildflowers, and then it will not be too late to roar to the sky!

"Fellow believers, you may not know this, but our Holy Maiden has one special trait..."

In the corridor of the Sacred Heart Pavilion, Henchman B tapped his head, and a mysterious laugh emanated from him.

She always thought that all the men in the martial arts world loved only her, and that the world revolved only around her!

Stunningly handsome male lead

In his previous life, Pang Wan was a nobleman living on the Mary Sue continent.

Speaking of the Mary Sue continent, it's a unique phenomenon in the world of novels. Anyone who manages to reach the nobility—the class of the female protagonist—is radiant with irresistible charm, possessing the magical ability to make all men within a hundred miles submit to her. On that distant Mary Sue continent, the female protagonists can not only flirt with men, but also with male ghosts, male demons, and male aliens. In rare cases, even commoners like the female supporting characters can't escape the heroine's invincible magic.

To put it simply, it's the magic of "I don't say anything, but the whole world loves me".

Therefore, Pang Wan in her past life was extremely happy. She still remembered that she had just rejected the advances of five exceptionally handsome men (don't ask why she could meet so many when there were so few female protagonists in the world), chosen the most powerful male protagonist on the continent as her husband, and taken the most talented male supporting character as her lover (don't ask why the male characters could tolerate each other's existence). Everything was perfect. On this day, as she opened the blinds of her seaside villa, breathing in the fresh air while reminiscing about her first love, who was "as beautiful as a fairy," she suddenly heard a loud "boom," and a pink bolt of lightning struck her.

When Pang Wan woke up, she found herself transformed into a little girl of about nine years old, hiding in a cave.