dn't even been seated for a few minutes when he noticed a figure approaching. 。。He discovered the fox sitting beside him at some point, tilting its head slightly. 。Those blue eyes stared at him, a tr...!No ads!

Ning Shu went back and had a nightmare, he tossed and turned all night. In his dream, Li Huai De's face with white powder was everywhere, his brow slightly furrowed.

... was immediately covered by a hand, which gently smoothed it down. ...

The young man's body involuntarily moved towards the source of heat. The prince looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, his amorous peach blossom eyes gazing at her, and softly said: "It's probably a nightmare, I won't allow anyone to appear in your dreams."

When Dugu Xuan Ce said this, his tone was calm and composed. But if the maidservants serving him in the palace were there, they would surely have turned pale with fright, for they knew that the Prince's words were true.

The prince touched the boy's face, knowing that the dream was most likely not of him. Seeing his pale complexion, he narrowed his eyes, a cold glint in them.

Perhaps tonight's events frightened people.

He knew this man was likely soft-hearted, couldn't stand the sight of blood, and wouldn't have the heart to take a life. But he wasn't so naive as to be oblivious to right and wrong, not like Ning'er.

It is his treasure.

The prince half-squeezed the person's face, and his thin lips kissed them.

Although I've never kissed anyone, I can still vaguely remember some things from the art books I used to look at. As soon as I went in, I could taste the sweetness inside.

The prince's eyes grew darker and deeper. He had never known that kissing could be so wonderful.

He plunged his tongue deep into her mouth, but his movements were brutal and filled with an overwhelming desire. The sleeping boy couldn't withstand his kiss; their tongues tangled together, producing muffled, suggestive sounds.

Following where the two wanted to go, pull it down little by little.

The prince whispered, "Ning'er, Ning'er," softly. It turned out that love was even more wonderful than he had imagined. He wanted to swallow this person whole, but the boy's mouth was simply too small.

Dugu Xuan Ce wanted to fill it.

His lips moved around inside her, making soft circles until she wrinkled her nose slightly. Even her snow-white skin blushed with a delicate crimson.

Ning Shu was indeed restless in his sleep. He dreamt of Li Huai De, who wanted to pounce on him and bring him to the ground, tearing his clothes to shreds.

Just as Li Huai'de was about to make further moves.

A hand reached out, behind him. It twisted his neck, and then the face of the prince, beautiful as a fairy, was revealed.

"Ning'er."

"Come here."

The prince said to him.

Ning Shu looked at him in terrified alarm. The prince still had blood on his face, and blood on his hands. He just stared at her, seeming to grow a little displeased: "Come here."

He wanted to go there, but his legs wouldn't listen and stopped.

Ning Shu dazedly looked at the face before him, feeling that it was completely different from the prince he knew. It was as if the other party was a ghost wearing human skin. He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't go over.

The prince slowly restrained the expression on his face, becoming emotionless.

His peach blossom eyes stared at the young man.

For a long while, he seemed to have recalled something, and his voice softened as he said, "I forgot, Ning'er dislikes blood. My hands are covered in it. Ning'er finds me repulsive."

He stood before the young man, wiping his hand clean, then lowered his gaze and said, "I've wiped it clean now, Ning'er. Are you willing to come over"

Ning Shu only felt a chill run down her spine.

He closed his eyes, feeling extremely uneasy. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and saw a face that was beautiful as a fairy.

Ning Shu's eyes contracted for a moment, his face paled, and he moved his lips, saying, "....Your Highness"

Dugu Xuan Ce just stared at him silently.

Just when Ning Shu was feeling uneasy, the Crown Prince gently pulled him into his arms and comforted him: "Did you have a bad dream"

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

He was afraid that the prince would ask him about his dream, so while Ning Shu was thinking of excuses to deceive the prince, he didn't expect that the prince didn't intend to ask about his nightmare at all.

"He merely stroked his silky hair and murmured softly, 'Did I frighten you tonight But I also want to be a good person, upright and honest. It's them who refuse to be.'"

Ningshu opened her mouth, pursed her lips and said, "The Crown Prince is not his own master. In the palace, if he doesn't protect himself, he will be framed by others. I understand."

The prince lowered his head and said in a sweet voice, "Ning'er understands me best."

He kissed the boy's forehead: "Go to sleep, I'll keep you company."

Ning Shu felt a sense of security being held by the prince. Just as he was about to say something, he noticed something unusual in his mouth and paused.

I found it again, the sensation of slightly moist lips, and even a hint of stickiness at his collar.

She couldn't help but furrow her brows in confusion. Ning Shu was just about to reach out.

...but halfway there, it was snatched away by a hand.

The prince was looking at him.

Ning Shu had no choice but to close his eyes and stop thinking about why his mouth was moist. Even his collar seemed to be dirtied by something, and after a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

The Crown Prince, however, kept staring at the person's sleeping face. When they fell asleep, he got up.

He went out in casual clothes.

A Jinyiwei descended from the rafters and bowed respectfully, "Your Highness, Prince."

The Crown Prince looked at the moon, his eyes cold and indifferent like those of an ant amongst millions: "Bring Li Huai-de's body back. I want to whip his corpse."

......

Ning Shu slept soundly in the second half of the night, as if he hadn't dreamt of anything. When he opened his eyes, he found a body pressed against his back.

My waist was encircled by a large hand, holding me tightly without letting go.

The man behind him was a head taller.

Ning Shu was a little dazed and remembered that last night, the prince had somehow ended up in his bed. What happened after that, he couldn't recall.

He was just about to move.

She then discovered something rather embarrassing, and Ning Shu pursed her lips.

His earlobes were flushed, his eyelashes quivering.

A surge of heat rushed to his groin, and he dared not move. But inwardly he felt embarrassed. Ning Shu just stood there in a daze for a while.

If he reminds the crown prince, and the crown prince loses face, how will he deal with his anger

But if we don't remind him, then the prince just... continuing like this isn't a solution.

Ning Shu didn't know what to do either, so he could only pretend not to know anything for now. Maybe when this thing died down, it would be alright.

But after about a quarter of an hour, it was still so spirited.

Ning Shu's heart pounded. It was because the person behind him wasn't just anyone—it was the current Crown Prince. He didn't dare to make a sound to disturb the prince's sleep, but he was also afraid that when the prince woke up, seeing this absurd scene, he would blame him.

Just when he was feeling very uneasy, someone behind him moved.

But the crown prince did not move his body away, instead holding on even tighter. What had originally only been pressing against him slightly was now mostly lying directly on his hip.

Now Ning Shu could no longer maintain the picture of peace. He couldn't help but speak out: "Your Highness...."

The Crown Prince opened his eyes, his voice carrying a hint of indifference: "What's wrong"

Ning Shu's heart tightened, but she still took a deep breath and reminded him, "I see that Your Highness has just woken up, there may be many inconveniences. Would Your Highness like to go and take care of them first"

The prince seemed to have noticed, and he moved forward a bit.

The tone was one of bewilderment: "Why would I be this way"

He pulled her forward so forcefully that, even through their clothes, Ning Shu could feel the rise and fall of his pulse. Compared to the excitement this scene brought, what truly astonished him was the meaning behind the prince's words.

Ning Shu expressed surprise and said, "Your Highness, don't you know why"

The crown prince said in a cold tone, "I've never done this before. If you understand, tell me."

Ning Shu came back to her senses and paused. She thought that her words had stimulated the prince's self-esteem, so she couldn't help but think about it. Why did the prince have no concubines and didn't approach women It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't understand.

Ning Shu, having come to an understanding, said in a hesitant voice: "I didn't mean it that way. Didn't the Crown Prince ever receive any enlightenment"

He heard that in ancient times, when the princes in the palace reached a certain age, there would be special tutors to enlighten them. He also heard that some princes matured early and even slept with the maidservants around them on the same day.

While the prince was sixteen, he had never even had a wet dream

Ning Shu had to admit, she was shocked. Even though she hadn't experienced much in her previous life – she wasn't even a lady who had held hands with anyone – none of them were as late to blossom as the prince.

The Crown Prince also rose to his feet. He gazed in that direction, his expression on his face quite calm.

Then, in a soft voice, he said: "No one has ever taught me these things. They are afraid of me and would never come near."

Ning Shu paused, remembering the Prince's situation in the palace. She couldn't help but purse her lips, feeling that she had hurt His Highness. So, she apologized: "Your Highness, it was my fault."

The prince remained silent, his brow furrowed as he gazed intently at the lively scene.

"Ning'er, why am I feeling so uncomfortable"

Ning Shu remained silent.

He felt like he was giving a sex education lesson to a clueless teenager, but the problem was, he was actually a few months younger than the prince.

With a slightly awkward feeling.

Ning Shu gently opened her lips and said, "It's normal for Your Highness to feel uncomfortable. This is a reaction that all men have."

Then teach me, I want to know how.

The prince's body leaned in, his breath a soft whisper in her ear. His voice was pleasing, with a hint of huskiness to it.

Ning Shu only felt a warmth in her earlobes, she quickly averted her gaze, feeling a little flustered, but still managed to say calmly: "Your Highness, just release it."

The prince's body leaned in, whispering softly into his ear. The voice was pleasing to the ear, with a hint of rasp.

Ning Shu only felt a warmth spreading through her ears, she quickly averted her gaze, feeling a little flustered, but still managed to say in a composed voice, "Your Highness, just let it all out."

Ning Shu only felt his ears burn. He quickly averted his gaze, feeling a little flustered, but he still forced himself to calm down and said, "Your Highness, you just need to vent it out."

Rewatch the repetition at the back in a few minutesled softly, then reached out and patted the young man's head. The soft black hair flowed through his fingers, revealing distinct bones and long, slender knuckles.Insufferably cold, yet with a hint of...