I Think the Prince of Qingxi Is Doing a Good Job

The founders of the Qingxi Kingdom were instantly hushed under the aura of the beautiful blonde girl.

Count Roselin and the old king exchanged glances, unable to muster even a sliver of anger; in fact, they were subconsciously recoiling.

But such feelings were far too private; on the surface, the king merely nodded blankly.

"Uh... you two go ahead then."

Count Roselin added, "Have fun."

"Thank you."

Cinderella immediately resumed her sweet smile, as if she hadn't just cowed the king and her father with that frigid aura. She linked her arm with Faust's and left.

Watching the backs of the two young people, the old king and the count looked at each other.

"Viviana... she's a bit different, isn't she?"

"Maybe because she's in love. I've never seen her dress like that. To think my daughter would actually start grooming herself."

The old king grumbled, "By the way, I really can't even last a single move? That's a bit hurtful."

Count Roselin pushed his wheelchair further away.

"If it weren't a duel but a life-or-death match, that's probably how it would go. Hahaha, you have to accept getting old."

".........."

Faust actually wanted to chat with his father about retirement. Although there was no blood relation, he truly viewed the old king as a father.

The family atmosphere of the Qingxi royal family was quite good, devoid of the coldness found in royal stereotypes.

Seeing the relaxed state of the old king and his old companion, there was likely no need to worry.

After leaving the palace, Cinderella took the prince to the bustling commercial district of the capital.

Clean roads were paved with asphalt and stone bricks, lined with a dazzling array of shops. Aside from regular snacks and delicacies, there were local specialties from various regions, and even facilities like coffee shops, amusement parks, and cinemas.

Yes, although the system was similar to the Middle Ages, the technological level of this world presented a disparate reality.

The difference between nations was greater than the difference between a human and a dog.

A few years ago, the prince regent had conducted a census in Qingxi. The entire kingdom had a population of about five hundred thousand. If various floating populations were included, it could reach seven hundred thousand.

Such a population figure was quite awkward. Before this, Qingxi's main industries were agriculture and forestry; the vast majority of people were farmers and herders.

But after Faust took over as the prince regent, he began sweeping reforms.

He concentrated almost the entire population in the capital, the location with the best geography and most abundant resources. Then, he established what was currently the world's most advanced railway system, connecting directly to surrounding transportation hubs.

Thanks to the favorable geographical environment of the Qingxi Kingdom, and through relentless promotion and investment, the capital—a city that should have been on the periphery—actually managed to develop through tourism and processing industries.

The urban area expanded again and again, and workshops rose from the ground one after another. Looking at this city alone, it was comparable to the provincial capital of a major empire.

These were the political achievements Faust was proud of!

I think the Prince of Qingxi is doing a good job; the urbanization effect is significant, social morals are excellent, class conflicts have been basically eliminated, and the people's standard of living has greatly improved. If the Qingxi Kingdom were scaled up to the size of an empire, it would be the utopia sages dreamed of.

"Your Highness, what are you smiling about?"

Seeing the prince regent puff out his chest with a mysterious smile, the blonde girl leaned in, raising an eyebrow.

"I feel like you're not smiling because of me... That won't do. We're on a date right now; your smiles should belong to me. Smiling at other things is forbidden."

The girl crossed her arms in front of her chest, making a large 'X'. "Absolutely forbidden!"

Cinderella began to act jealous. "Let me see if you've set your sights on another girl."

Faust immediately denied it.

"How could that be? Is there anyone on this street cuter than you? Just looking at your beauty, I'm already full!"

Viviana was stunning enough on her own, not to mention that in her Cinderella form, she possessed an even greater supernatural charm.

If Faust hadn't been constantly alert to the distorted dominance of the wheel of destiny, he would have fallen for the rosy, honey-soaked atmosphere around her.

"Besides, even if I really wanted to exchange flirtatious glances, others wouldn't be able to see it."

Cinderella had cast a cognition obstruction spell on the two of them, so even as they walked down the main street, the people around them didn't notice them.

Otherwise, the prince regent would surely have been surrounded by his devoted subjects, and a date would have been impossible.

Cinderella propped her chin with a slender finger and smiled.

"Mhm... fair point."

The girl tilted her delicate and exquisite face upward, the lines of her profile becoming hazy under the streetlights.

"Your Highness, you don't need to be so tense. Last time was my fault; I really couldn't hold back. For tonight's date, don't think about anything."

"Everything you want to know, I will tell you. Every goal you want to achieve, I will surely help you."

Faust was stunned. "How did you—?"

"Shh—"

Cinderella stepped forward, pressing a fair finger against the man's lips, and smiled.

"I've said it before, I'm not that fool Viviana who loses her head just from a few sweet words. My heart is full of you, my eyes see only you, so how could I not see through your heart?"

Cinderella reached out her hand to Faust, gesturing for him to take it.

Faust suddenly realized that despite being on a date, they hadn't really held hands yet.

The man reached out and took the girl's soft hand. Cinderella clutched it tightly as if it were a precious treasure and held it against her ample chest.

She looked up, her magnificent and deep purple eyes hazy and filled with earnest expectation.

"Your Highness, do you love me?"

Before Faust could respond, Cinderella winked playfully.

"It's okay to lie. I'm the one pursuing you right now, after all, so just do it to make me happy."

Since she said that, Faust didn't hold back. He pulled the girl into his arms and whispered sweet nothings.

"Mhm..."

Cinderella's cheek was pressed against her pale gold hair as she let out satisfied hums.

Originally, he was a silver-tongued fellow, but the Viviana-brand lie detector was too powerful, making it impossible for the prince to lie.

And so, during the following time, the two of them completed every item on Viviana's list from her romance novels in the capital's commercial district.

As midnight approached, Cinderella walked out of the inn, leaning against Faust.

The streets were deserted and quiet. A dreamlike carriage pulled by a unicorn pulled up in front of them; under Cinderella's power to manifest her will, everything went smoothly.

"A pleasant night, just like the days of the ball. No, it was even more wonderful than then!"

After boarding the carriage, Cinderella rested her head on Faust's shoulder and placed a finger on the man's brow, murmuring:

"Please take me back. Both I and Viviana are very satisfied. Your Highness... good night."

The blonde girl pecked Faust on the cheek, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.