Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

His actions scared Song Song to the point where he didn't even dare to cry. He quickly closed his eyes and tried to stop his unfulfilled tears.

The little queen grabbed the quilt and shrank back, curling up into a ball to express her protest against Shen Ci.

Seeing that there were still tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, but with an angry look on her face, Shen Ci couldn't help but feel a little teasing. His fingers touched the quilt that wrapped her, and he tried to pull it down.

A pink and tender little face suddenly appeared from the round circle. It pursed its lips and said in a low voice, "It's annoying to disturb people's sleep so early in the morning."

"Morning?" Shen Ci used his fingertips to tickle the little queen's pink face. Seeing that she couldn't help but arch her nose, she said teasingly, "Why don't you take the time to take a look at the scene outside, but it's almost time?" "

Song Song couldn't listen and lay on the bed pretending to be stupid.

Shen Ci was not angry, and he directly carried her into his arms.

The little queen couldn't run away this time, so she could only listen to Shen Ci's words.

As she listened, she slowly raised her head and found that Shen Ci was dressed very differently from usual today. In the past, he always looked low-key and luxurious in the palace, but today he seemed to have changed into a dark outfit and looked different. He looks like a pampered prince, but more like a decisive and decisive general.

The black and gold belt made the entire waist extra straight and strong. Song Song secretly poked it with his hand and found it was a bit hard. Just as he was about to touch it again, he was grabbed by a pair of big hands.

His Highness the Crown Prince stared at her with a half-smile, not knowing what he was thinking.

Song Song felt guilty and lowered his head silently, then quickly changed the subject, "Your Highness, you are dressed like this today. Where are you going?"

Shen Ci held her hand, scratched his palm, and said slowly: "There are some things outside the palace that need to be dealt with. I will be back early tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he lowered his head with deep eyes, which made Song Song feel guilty involuntarily. The man touched her head, as if he was deliberately emphasizing, "When I'm not around, I have to be good."

"Don't meet your foreigner privately like last time, otherwise, I will punish you, remember?"

His eyes slid down from Song Song's eyes, and finally settled on her soft lips.

Song Song took out his hand and covered his lips, nodded quickly, "I remember."

It's a pity that no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape.

The dignified and cold-hearted Crown Prince grabbed the little queen's hand, pushed her against the couch and kissed her. He slowly let go of the little queen after she could no longer bear her cries.

After explaining the affairs, Shen Ci left.

Song Song had completely woken up from his nap at this time. He called A Qi in to dress himself up, and then happily walked out of the yard to play on the swing.

But not long after playing, she felt a little bored again. She sat on the swing and held her chin in depression, not knowing what to do.

She raised her head to look at the sky, only to see Qi'er standing not far away, holding a kite and looking at her with a shy smile on her face.

"Kite!" Song Song jumped off the swing and happily threw himself at Zhu'er, hugging her and not letting go, "Good Zhu'er, where did you get it? I finally have something to do this afternoon!"

Qi'er lowered his head and replied softly: "His Royal Highness sent someone here. His Highness said, please feel free to play, he will tell the truth if anything happens."

Song Song was so happy that he immediately took the kite and asked Shan'er to play with Aqi.

The kite flies high, looking particularly carefree in the clear, windless blue sky.

Shen Yu walked out of the main hall, recalling what the old emperor had just said to him, he felt a little discouraged for a moment.

Although he had long known that his father didn't like him very much, when he was treated with such indifference again and again, even if he was used to it, he still felt cold.

If he were not born in the imperial family, would he be free as well?

The man slowly raised his head, but in an instant, he caught the floating kite in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, don't pay too much attention to His Majesty's words. He still cares about you after all, and even personally granted you this marriage." Manager Liang seemed to be unable to bear it, and stepped forward to comfort him.

Shen Yu raised his hand, only to feel nothingness.

He sighed, turned around and saluted, "I understand...Thank you, Manager Liang."

"Hey, you just understand."

"Then, my lord... are you leaving the palace now? I will arrange carriages and horses to go there."

"No need." Shen Yu shook his head and looked at the sky again, with unknown emotions in his eyes, "It's been a long time since I've been in the palace. I want to stay a little longer, is that okay?"

Manager Liang was a little confused. Seeing Shen Yu's disappointed look, he couldn't say anything for a moment and had no choice but to nod.

He originally wanted to arrange to be with Shen Yu, but the man refused. Although this was against the rules, Shen Yu promised to leave soon. He was so cruel that he could only treat it as unaware.

He knew that the seventeenth prince had suffered from urination since he was a child. He still remembered that one winter, all the charcoal fires in the palace were sent to those favored empresses. The other palaces did not have much share, let alone Shen Shen. That's it.

He is an unloved prince who has lost his biological mother. Who will serve him quickly and slowly?

That winter was much colder than before, but Shen Yu could only survive the day wrapped in two pieces of torn cotton wool. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he walked to the Ministry of Internal Affairs shivering alone, asking for some charcoal.

Manager Liang looked at it clearly and did not say anything in the end.

From then on, that little body was almost imprinted on his boy, and this matter became a knot in his heart.

He always felt that he could not help the Seventeenth Prince, so now he thought that he could help him.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Liang, Shen Yu walked alone in the empty palace.

He had walked these roads thousands of times before, but never once did he walk there with a smile.

He was always begging, anxious, and even crying bitterly.

For him, the palace had no happy memories at all.

It's just a prison from which one can never escape.

But now, he actually wants to get this cage and completely lock himself in it, as if it has become his obsession.

He didn't know where he was going, he just felt in a daze, and even his steps were not steady.

When he reacted, the kite was already very close to him.

It was so close that Shen Yu felt that he was about to touch it.

"Clap."

A sound woke him up.

Shen Yu followed it and found that it was not an illusion. The kite actually flew in front of him - and got stuck in a tree very close to him.

He was stunned on the spot, then walked forward after a few seconds. With only a few gentle steps, as if drifting in the air, he easily flew to the tree and took down the kite stuck in the tree.

The man exerted a little force, and like before, it fell to the ground like a fallen leaf.

But this time is different.

As soon as he stood firmly on his feet, a bright gaze quickly followed him.