ive sigh of sorrow swept through the crowd.Although Yang Gong is considered to have a decent background, he pales in comparison to the Xie family. Back then, the Yang and Xie families were not that di...! No ads!

Ning Shu was still drenched, and upon hearing this, she felt a chill run down her spine. Her head swam for a moment before she stammered, "Your Highness is precious, I wouldn't dare to look too closely."

The Crown Prince remained silent.

Ning Shu's eyelashes trembled, with a few water droplets still clinging to them. He was wiping the Lord's body. In that majestic fur, what lurked within was naturally also drenched.

He was at a loss for words.

Ning Shu knelt on one knee, and the Crown Prince also looked at him with a composed expression, calm and collected.

He pursed his lips, his scalp feeling a little stiff.

As he was about to come face-to-face with the object, the Crown Prince subtly dodged it. He said, "Forget it, go down and change into clean clothes first."

Ning Shu couldn't help but be slightly startled, then said, "Yes."

His trailing hems dragged on the white jade floor, and even his youthful green hair was soaked through. It served to accentuate his snow-white complexion, adding even more allure to it.

Especially her eyelashes were wet from the water.

When he spoke, his voice was soft and gentle. He pursed his lips and let out a quiet sigh of relief, the awkwardness in his heart slightly lessened. Unbeknownst to him, these emotions were all seen by the prince.

The prince looked at him.

The boy's whole body was drenched, revealing his pair of feet as white as jade. Those feet were exquisitely sculpted, more precious than the sheep fat jade presented by neighboring countries. But now...

It's just me.

Ning Shu vaguely felt that the prince was looking at him, and for a moment, he didn't know what this person was thinking. He stepped back and then changed into a clean set of clothes.

His features were made all the more striking by the azure blue of his shirt.

The Crown Prince now wore a clean, new set of clothes. He narrowed his eyes slightly. Then, a melodious voice came over, “Come here.”

Ning Shu didn't know why the Crown Prince called him, but he still walked over.

The prince looked at him and said, “Are you afraid of me”

Ning Shu lowered her head, looking very obedient. He was stunned for a moment. But thinking of the prince's words before, he hesitated and said: "...There is something."

But everyone is afraid of your Lordship.

The Crown Prince said, “Everyone in the palace is afraid of me.”

He beckoned the boy with his finger.

Ning Shu walked over, the boy looked at her, drooping his eyes and said: "Then do you know why they are afraid of being alone"

He shook his head and looked up.

The prince said, "Because I will kill."

Ning Shu wasn't the first time she heard the word "murder," but when the crown prince said it so nonchalantly, she still felt a chill down her spine. She saw the crown prince holding her hand and then whispered, "I hope you don't fear me."

His hand reached in and stroked the youth's silken hair.

Eyes full of longing gazed at the indifferent, with a hint of coldness: "I have lived alone for eighteen years."

Ning Shu, upon hearing this sentence, could not help but be taken aback.

“They don’t know, and they still scheme against me. They want to push me from the position of Crown Prince.” The crown prince stroked his hair, a slight curl to the corner of his lips: “When I was young, I treated them well, considered them as brothers, but none of them like me. It’s all because when I was born, I was the Crown Prince.”

But they didn't know, this prince was a death sentence.

Ning Shu just let him touch her like that, but she was inwardly terrified.

The prince's amorous eyes gazed at him, and he softly said, "They all say that Father will protect me no matter what, that I can kill as many people as I want. But the ones I killed were all deserving of death."

"To be born alone is a sign of good fortune."

But no one knows, Father wasn't the reason for making me crown prince.

He leaned down and touched the youth's silken hair. Then, he whispered into his ear: "Because someone told Father Emperor that when I turn eighteen, they could eat my flesh and drink my blood to achieve immortality."

Ning Shu widened her eyes slightly, a chill running down her spine.

He didn't know why the Crown Prince was telling him these things, nor did he think that Dugu Xuan Ce was the Crown Prince. Behind this lay an abyss and a precipice, every step a white bone pile built within the palace walls.

For a moment, Ning Shu felt that the Crown Prince was actually rather pitiful.

Today, the Holy Emperor favors his own flesh and blood. Everyone thinks that the emperor spoils the Crown Prince beyond measure. But this favoritism is actually for the sake of his own flesh and blood.

And the prince's other brothers, for the sake of the position of prince, spared neither their own kin.

Ning Shu came back to her senses, her scalp feeling a little stiff for a moment.

He couldn't help but think, was the prince saying these things to him because he hadn't had anyone to confide in for too long And then, after finishing his confession, would he kill him to silence him

Perhaps he could see his thoughts.

The prince lifted him from the ground and then half-held him in his arms.

Ning Shu's body was a little stiff, but he didn't move. He let the Crown Prince hold him like that, but even so, the Crown Prince was at least a man.

How uncomfortable was he exactly.

"I wish I had a younger brother."

The Crown Prince said lightly, “But my foolish younger brothers have always known how to hate me since they were young. I am truly disappointed.”

Ning Shu just listened, wondering how the two younger brothers had teased the prince when they were young.

Although the emperor favored him, he was still his own flesh and blood. A light punishment was enough to show that he meant business.

Ning Shu's expression was dazed, and she increasingly felt that, in fact, the Crown Prince was also rather pitiful.

Everyone says that the Crown Prince kills without mercy, and I'm afraid no one would have expected this. The Crown Prince doesn't want to kill; he is just forced to do so in this palace.

The prince spoke to him softly, holding him close and breathing gently into his ear.

Ning Shusheng felt a twinge of sympathy and suddenly didn't find the Crown Prince so frightening.

When he was lifted up by the prince, his shoes were a little loose and just fell off. At this moment, sitting in someone's arms, the prince said carelessly, "How about I call you Ninger"

Ning Shu was taken aback, a little surprised by the favor.

He pursed his lips and whispered, "Your Highness, this is against the rules."

The prince's lips curled into a slight smile: "My rules are my rules."

He reached out and grabbed onto the feet dangling on either side.

Ning Shu froze in place for a moment, unsure why the Crown Prince was grabbing her foot. She didn't dare move, still uncertain about her own identity. Though she felt a degree of pity for the Crown Prince, the disparity in their positions remained undeniable.

The prince grasped his foot and looked at it, saying, "This foot would be a pity if it weren't adorned with something."

Those legs, like sheep's fat, were exquisitely beautiful.

Even held in hand, it's exquisite. A hundred or even a thousand times better to the touch than real jade.

Ning Shu didn't know why the Crown Prince kept staring at her feet. A few strange feelings arose in her heart. She immediately gently retracted her feet and said, "Your Highness, my feet are dirty."at the blue eyes held something dangerous. 。Michel is a demon, a demon with an extreme need for possession. 。He took a deep breath, pressed his lips together, and said, "I'm just curious... I just wan...