Shu's neck.There is a peach tree there, which bears ten or so peaches every year."Those fruits grew exceptionally well, resembling the peaches of immortality from heaven. They were crystal clear, as...When Ning Shu heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

He pursed his lips and said, "Men and women are different, they shouldn't be together."

The Crown Prince, however, replied, "Oh" He flipped through the erotic manual with some interest and then said thoughtfully, "But I hear that Third Brother has quite a few male favorites in his palace. What's your explanation for that"

The novel had no words, but Ning Shu only felt that the Third Prince was extremely licentious. She couldn't help but purse her lips and open her mouth, "Your Highness, don't you find the men and women in this spring palace painting... more interesting than men with other men"

The Crown Prince glanced at him, lowering his eyes and saying, “But the dream I had, when I dreamt of Ning’er beneath me, was far more delightful than this spring palace painting.”

Ning Shu: “..,...”

If I had known earlier that going to that Chun Feng Pavilion would lead to this kind of situation. No matter what he said, he wouldn't let the Crown Prince go. Thinking about the Crown Prince's age and being corrupted like this, Ning Shu felt both guilty and took a deep breath.

Luckily, everything is still in time.

He continued, “The prince has never experienced the joys of love between men and women, that’s why he acts this way.”

But the Crown Prince merely looked over silently, coldly saying: "So it seems, Ninger has tasted the feelings between men and women"

Even though Crown Prince Ming was as beautiful as a fairy, with jet-black hair and moon-white robes embroidered with gold thread, Ning Shu felt a chill run down his spine. He instinctively replied, “I don't have any such feelings. I just heard some stories about romance, so I think love between men and women is more desirable than I imagined.”

The prince, however, spoke softly, "Do you, Ning'er, desire to marry and have children"

He came over with a bit of a flirtatious air.

"From now on, I will seek a match for you. Ning'er, please don't fall for someone else first."

Ning Shu, being held by the prince like this, didn't feel awkward at all.

Upon hearing the prince's words, he couldn't help but find it amusing. He replied, "Thank you, Your Highness. If I were to get married, I would certainly choose someone who I truly have feelings for."

The Crown Prince slightly raised his affectionate peach blossom eyes, and said in a tender tone: "Really Has Ning'er found a woman she has a liking for"

Ning Shu couldn't see the coldness and killing intent in his eyes.

He paused for a moment, then spoke after a while: "No, I'm still young. My marriage in the future... probably will be decided by my father."

The Crown Prince, however, slightly turned his face away and lifted a finger to touch the man's cheek, saying with pleasure: “Rest assured, Your Grace Ning will be satisfied.”

Ning Shu remained silent.

He is still young and has never thought about marriage. Besides, he is not sure how long he can stay in this world, so he doesn't want to delay another woman's life.

So he didn't take the prince's words to heart.

.....

After spending some time with the prince, Ning Shu also became familiar with his daily routine. The prince would go to court, and the rest of the time he would practice calligraphy and study. The rest of the time, he would go archery training.

Or do other things.

"Ning'er, can you ride a horse" The prince said slowly, "In two months, the emperor plans to go on a spring hunt. At that time, I will also participate. Teach me how to ride a horse."

Ning Shu really can't ride a horse.

When he heard that he was going to be involved, he was slightly surprised for a moment. Upon hearing the prince's following words, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'm afraid I'm too stupid, Your Highness won't be able to teach me."

The Crown Prince coaxed, "When I was young, it took me a long time to learn it too. What's the problem"

Ning Shu heard this and agreed.

After all, he is by the prince's side. If he learns to ride a horse, he will be able to do many things in the future and have a chance to protect himself.

The palace stables were vast. When the Crown Prince arrived, those present changed color and knelt repeatedly, saying, “Your Highness, the Crown Prince.”

The crown prince said calmly, "Bring my horse over here. I want to ride."

Two slaves carefully led out the prized blood bay horse. The horse belonged to the prince and was proud and temperamental, kicking anyone who even slightly displeased it.

This magnificent blood bay was led over, still proud and dignified.

As soon as he arrived before the Crown Prince, he obediently bowed his head.

The prince patted it, then mounted, and extended his hand to the boy below: "Ning'er, come here."

Those servants had never heard the Crown Prince speak with such tenderness before. They were all trembling like frightened ghosts. One of them secretly glanced at the young master's face and was instantly stunned.

Ning Shu gently placed her hand, and upon the prince's exertion, he found himself on horseback. He couldn't help but pale slightly, taking a moment to compose himself.

The prince, however, thought that the boy's fear was so apparent yet he still pretended to be brave. It was absolutely adorable.

He couldn't help but hold the person in front of him tightly and said sweetly, "I'll take you for a spin first."

Ning Shu was held in the prince's arms, with the prince holding him at his waist. As they rode their horse, his body swayed slightly, and he couldn't help but tightly grasp the prince's clothes for fear of falling off.

This magnificent steed looked powerful, snorting and puffing as it galloped around with them.

Ning Shu sat for a while and then didn't feel so scared anymore.

The crown prince told him to grip the reins tightly, and he involuntarily reached out. He grasped them a little stiffly. The crown prince whispered in his ear, “Don’t be afraid, if it frightens you, I’ll have it executed.”

Ning Shu took a moment to calm her mind before she regained her composure.

Perhaps because the prince was there, it gave him a great sense of security. After several rounds, he no longer felt the initial fear.

About half an hour later, Ning Shu was carried down from her horse by the prince.

When he saw that there were still servants around, he felt a little uncomfortable. After all, this was not the Prince's Residence, and when the Prince let him down, he whispered softly in his ear: "Ning'er, have your legs gone soft"

Ning Shu pursed her lips and said, "No, Your Highness."

He felt alright and couldn't help but glance at the sweat-blood BMW in front of him. The prince had already taken him for a walk, and he couldn't help but speak: "Your Highness, can you let me ride it myself"

The prince said, "This horse was a challenge to tame. I spent quite some time and effort on it, so I am afraid it might hurt you."

Ning Shu couldn't help but glance at the BMW. The other party was snorting air from its nostrils. It looked very docile. He felt puzzled and didn't see anything different, so he opened his mouth and said: "I still want to try."

The prince tugged on the reins.

The blood horse gently rubbed against him.

The Crown Prince stroked it lightly and then whispered in its ear, "Go. If you drop him, I'll have you butchered for meat and soup."

The sweat-blood steed snorted from its nostrils and then walked to the boy’s face, lowering its head slightly.

Ning Shu tentatively stroked its head, and the blood-red BMW didn't show any other abnormalities. So he got on, tightened the reins, and rode the horse a few steps.

The sweat-soaked steed galloped a few steps and raised its head, filled with haughty pride.

Ning Shu felt a bit calmer in her heart, she glanced at the Crown Prince.

Then, riding the horse, he cautiously urged it forward.

The blood bay steed took him for a ride.

Ning Shu's lips couldn't help but curl into a slight smile. He touched the head of the blood bay horse with a hint of delight, and though the horse seemed somewhat displeased, it still allowed him to stroke its head.

He couldn't help but smile a little. It seemed the horse was truly only allowing him to ride because of the prince's face.

The blood horse took the boy for a spin.

It had been pampered all its life, after all, it was the prince's horse. No one dared to slight it, so after a lap around the courtyard, his spirits lifted once more.

After all, it was a steed of noble lineage. With no prince upon its back, it naturally felt a bit reluctant.

The attitude also became a bit nonchalant.

Especially when there was a bug in front of it, the blood-red BMW couldn't help but let out a loud snort from its nostrils.

Shaking his head.

Ning Shu couldn't help but jump in fright, his face paling slightly. Especially since he hadn't held onto the reins well, he just slid off the horse and rolled around.

The prince immediately hurried over from afar, and with one swift move, he stopped the horse.

Her eyes were cold.

He suppressed the indifference and ruthlessness in his eyes, and picked up the boy on the ground.

Ning Shu was knocked over and felt a sharp pain in her buttocks. She paled, hugging the prince tightly and said softly, "Your Highness, it was I who couldn't hold onto the rope. Please do not be angry."

The Crown Prince looked at him and said, "I'm not angry."

He ordered his servants to lead the steed aside, and then returned to the palace.

The servants behind him dared not make a sound. The young master hadn't seen it, but they had all witnessed it with their own eyes: the prince's face was one that could send you into nightmares just by a single glance.

They were filled with anxiety, afraid that the prince might go mad and turn on them, their faces pale with fear.

Ning Shu was carried back to the palace, and the Crown Prince summoned a physician. As soon as he heard about the location of the injury, the physician said, "Please have the young master show me the wound."

The prince then coldly told the imperial physician to get out.

Ning Shu lay on the bed, his face slightly pale, he felt a pain in his rear end, it should be bruised.

Only then did the Crown Prince lift the curtain and step in.

He lay on the bed, a little embarrassed, and gently bit his lip.

The Crown Prince said: "I want to see your wound. I've had the imperial physician prepare medicine for you."

Ning Shu blushed when she heard this.

He couldn't help but say, ".... Your Highness, I'll just do it myself."

The prince, however, said with a smile: "My dear Ning'er can't see the extent of your injuries. Let me take a look."

He then took off Ning Shu's pants.

Ning Shu was caught off guard and had her clothes stripped away.

He only felt a cool, refreshing expanse above him, and couldn't help but be slightly startled. A powerful sense of shame accompanied the feeling.

The Crown Prince looked at the snow-white mass, alluringly tempting. Only some light scratches marred its surface, bearing a touch of vibrant scarring, and he couldn't help but darken his eyes.

If Ning Shu looked back, he would surely be startled.

Ning Shu only felt a wound that was cool to the touch.

He was dazed, then realized that the prince had applied ointment and was wiping his wound. joy on his face, but rather a different kind of silent expression.Ning Shu took off her backpack.He thought that Ji Huai would be gone in a few days, and if he couldn't see him... what would happen t...