"You are both honorable princes...there is no difference."

The corners of Jing Cun's eyes twitched, and he said goodbye to He Rongchen, "Your Highness, please stay, see you tomorrow."

The candlelight from the lantern on the edge of the corridor sprinkled a layer of light on Jing Cun's face, reflecting the lacquer-like pupils on his handsome face.The corners of Jing Cun's lips are slightly raised, his face is covered with snow and dust, his eyes are three parts playful and five parts careless, and the remaining two parts are indifferent.

He Rongchen felt that such a scene... inexplicably attracted him more than before.

He stepped forward to hold Jing Cun's hand, and said softly, "What about me...A Cun?"

He Rongchen's heart beat violently. When he touched Jing Cun, his fingertips froze for a moment, "In your heart, am I the same as them?"

"Of course it's different." Jing Cun pinched his fingertips lightly, "Your Highness is always special in my heart..."

He Rongchen let go of his hand like an electric shock, Jing Cun hooked his lips, and said in a low voice, "See you tomorrow."

He watched Jing Cun get into the carriage, the wheels raised dust on the ground, and the carriage gradually disappeared around the corner of Zhu Qiang.

"Jing Cun..." He Rongchen stared down at his palm, murmured softly, and suddenly clenched his palm.

Obviously I hate being in contact with that person...why can't I resist it...



The moonlight is hidden in the clouds, sprinkled on the vermilion eaves tiles——

"Your Highness Seventh, during today's palace banquet, Young Master Jing entered the palace through the back window, and when he came out, he was holding two packages of things in his hand... The servant of Tianhei didn't even see what it was."

"It looks like a powder."

The candlelight in the hall flickered slightly, and a circle of candle tears dripped on the candlestick.

He Jinxian listened to the little eunuch's report, his eyes fell on the carved sandalwood window thoughtfully.

How did Jing Cun know that the prince and He Rongchen would frame him?Are they in the same group... If they are in the same group, why are they talking for him in the temple... He also came to his temple to take away the spring powder while changing clothes.

He Jinxian frowned, and touched the bright candle flame with his fingertips, snuffing out a wisp of candle wick.

He closed the window, walked to the bed, took out a set of dark clothes under the quilt and changed into it, went out through the back door of the side hall, and slipped into the night.

A crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the heavy clouds cover the moonlight, only revealing a few strands of silvery white light.

In the back garden of the imperial palace, tea plums are spreading out their branches and leaves, and the buds contain fresh and tender light yellow stamens, which are brightly colored among the green branches.

"Woow - woof -"

The white puppy was resting under the bushes, a black shadow covered the flower branches, and there was another person in front of it.

The man held a silver-white blade in his hand, his eyes were full of gloom, and he raised his voice, "Wow, woof——"

The silver-white blade glowed with a cold light. With a sound of "Puff—", the barking of the puppy turned into a long-pitched mournful——

The birds in the forest flapped their wings and flew by, and the cuckoos hooked the long dark brown branches, singing again and again.

The blood-stained blade fell to the ground, and the little dog whimpered weakly, its eyes protruding tightly, and fell motionless in the pool of blood.

……

Half an hour later, He Jinxian returned to the Jade Hairpin Hall. He took off his clothes and asked Yun Yan to prepare hot water. He was going to take a bath in a while.

He opened the closet, took the clothes he wanted to change, paused with his fingertips when he was about to close the closet, and his eyes fell on the white cloth in the corner of the closet.

It shouldn't be this location.

A white light flashed in He Jinxian's mind, only that person had ever entered his palace.

How can an ordinary man touch another man's intimate things like obscene pants...unless...

He seemed to suddenly understand why Jing Cun behaved so abnormally during this time—because Jing Cun loved him.

It's just... why is it him?

When he was young, he could feel from the attitude of his father, nanny and all the servants towards him that he was not a pleasing person.

He has a gloomy and silent personality, doesn't know how to act like a baby to please others, is selfish and narrow-minded, and has a strong sense of revenge.

If it is good-looking, it can only be in the middle class, the crown prince and He Rongchen are much better born than him.

He Jinxian couldn't figure out why Jing Cun fell in love with him, and finally remembered the records in the ancient books that the well-matched Tiangan and Dikun would attract each other, and he attributed Jing Cun's affection for him to this aspect.

So... In the end, it was just the influence of heaven and earth, not really liking him.

He Jinxian lowered his eyes, and the candlelight hit his eyelashes, casting a thick shadow.

-

Jing Cun was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, He Jinxian's indifferent and handsome face appeared in his mind, and the tip of his nose seemed to be lingering with a faint fragrance of cold plum.

Adhering to the principle of asking if you don't understand, Jing Cun opened his eyes and looked at the beams on the roof, and asked the system, "Tong, I can't help but think about the villain now, am I in love with him?"

System 231, "Ding, the host may be affected by pheromones."

"Pheromones?"

System 231, "Yes. Some settings in this world are heaven and earth, similar to AO in ABO."

Jing Cun knew a little bit, and asked, "Then I must be heaven."

System 231, "Ding, it wasn't originally. Because the villain is Dikun, so for the convenience of the host's strategy, a heavenly stem gene was added to the host."

"The villain's pheromone is Leng Mei, and the host's pheromone is Cedar. The two of you are [-]% compatible."

Jing Cun, "What's the benefit of being [-]%?"

System 231 checked the data, "According to the previous host, the sexual experience will be wonderful."

Jing Cun, "..."

I don't know if it was the words of the system that affected Jing Cun. He dreamed of He Jinxian that night.

In the dream, He Jinxian was wearing a moon-white begonia-patterned gown, half-faded and half-covered, with a small plum petal mole on her right shoulder...

He watched from not far away, and He Jinxian's expression was a little different from usual.On weekdays, he always looks indifferent and abstinent, as if nothing can be seen by him, but in his dream... He Jinxian's eyes are red, and his eyes are filled with water, as if trying to hold back something...

Jing Cun's eyes fell on the small plum petal mole on his shoulder, and the small petal became more and more red, like a red plum blossoming in the snow.Clusters of vermilion are gathered together, spreading gorgeously, exuding delicate silks, waiting for people to come forward to pick them.

It's so beautiful... I really want to bite hard on the back of his neck with my teeth... Destroy that plum blossom petal hard, making its owner struggle...precariously...

The morning sun shines through the mulberry elm trees in the yard and sprinkles on the carved lacquered window lattices. Birds sing among the branches and leaves, and the morning glow dyes a crimson cloud.

Jing Cun looked down at his body, resting his forehead with his hands and having a headache.

"Tong—"

System 231 resolved his confusion in time, "Ding, the host has reached the Yuan Qian period."

"During the Yuan Dynasty, if the host is in excessive contact with the villain's pheromone, it will react from time to time."

Jing Cun recalled that yesterday...he smelled He Jinxian's obscene pants.

He thought for a while and asked, "Does He Jinxian have Yuanqian period?"

System 231, "Ding, Earth Kun will only exist after it comes into contact with Heavenly Stems. If the host gets in close contact with the villain too much, the villain will also enter the Yuangan stage."

Jing Cun gave a meaningful "Oh", lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After washing up and going to have breakfast in the main hall, General Jing said on the table, "Spring hunting will be in a few days, you should come back earlier these days and go to the barracks to practice more. Learn riding and archery carefully, Don't embarrass yourself on the court like you did last year."

Jing Cun nodded, the original owner was not noisy and rarely went to the barracks.However, he is very interested in riding and archery. He has ridden horses in the real world. Naturally, the gentle and bred horses in the real world are no better than the ancient domesticated horses. He has some expectations in his heart.

"Listen to the Taifu's class attentively. Now that you have gone, follow along and study hard. Don't follow the group of dudes who follow the third prince all day long."

"I know." Jing Cun replied, "Father, don't worry."

General Jing glanced at him. Recently, this kid has become obedient, but he is not used to it.

"Slow down on the road." Seeing that he was about to leave, Mother Jing packed two boxes of snacks for him to eat when he was hungry on the way.

"Eat so little every day, like a girl."

Jing Cun looked at Jingmu's frowned and warm voice, even though he knew that these characters were just a piece of NPC data, he couldn't help being moved.

He took the snack box and smiled at Mother Jing, "Mom, I'll pay attention on the way."

Jing Cun entered the palace in a carriage, and the third prince is now grounded, so he no longer has to go to Shanglinyuan with the third prince.

He went to the Shanglin Garden Hall alone, and almost everyone had arrived. Jing Cun looked towards the last row, and He Jinxian was still sitting alone in the corner, looking down at his book.

He would also go to see it on weekdays, but today his eyes lingered for a long time, as if he could smell the cold fragrance of He Jinxian on the tip of his nose, his eyes could not help but fall on He Jinxian's right shoulder.

In the dream, there was a small mole on plum petals... I don't know if there is...

He Jinxian suddenly raised his eyes, and the eyes of the two met in mid-air. When they met those dark and silent eyes, Jing Cun felt a little guilty, so he retracted his gaze and turned back.

A dandy from the capital next to him was drawing on paper with an ink brush, and asked the person on the other side, "Does it look good?"

Jing Cun thought about He Jinxian's face in his heart, and subconsciously replied, "It's pretty."

As soon as he replied, the surroundings became quiet, and there were several gazes on him.

Jing Cun raised his head, and a group of playboys looked at him with complicated expressions.

He looked at the man's table again, and saw a bastard painted on it, with the word "Jing" written on the back.

This dandy had always been at odds with Jing Cun, and now he was drawing for his companions to watch and play, but Jing Cun would not expect Jing Cun to interject.

The dandy's face was quite embarrassing, he used ink to paste the bastard, and Chao Jingcun smiled embarrassedly.

Jing Cun, "..."

The master entered the hall with his homework, he coughed twice, and the hall fell silent.

He patrolled around and conducted spot checks of the previous class as usual. Everyone lowered their heads, Jing Cun was still distracted, and the master's stern eyes fell on Jing Cun, "Jing Cun, tell me about the last class." It talks about Wang Fuzhi's official law and learning and thinking theory."

Jing Cun stood up, he had a good memory, and he said casually, "Strictly enforce the corruption of the lower officials, but don't ask the superiors, the law will be more serious, the corruption will be more severe, the government will be chaotic, the people will be more dead, and the country will perish."

"Aspiration is to learn and think and follow it, so the talent will grow day by day, and you may become rich in the future; if you have aspirations, you will follow the job, and you will be tireless and innovative."

What he said was verbatim, and the master was a little surprised, "Yes, I am more attentive than before, but I still need to continue to work hard, don't be too arrogant."

Jing Cun, "Yes, the disciple has been taught."

Not only the master, but also all the disciples were surprised.

After all, Jing Cunke never answered the master's question before.

He Rongchen gave him an approving look, but Jing Cun pretended he didn't see it, and sat back in his seat.

He listened attentively to the rest of the homework, and when it was over, the master and the others had almost left. He Jinxian packed up his things and walked out leisurely, and he followed.

He Jinxian kept ignoring him all the way until the man followed him to the gate of the Jade Hairpin Hall.

He entered the hall, and the people behind him also followed. He Jinxian turned around and looked at Jing Cun with dark eyes.

"What have you been following me for?"

Jing Cun was still holding the snack box in his hand, his eyes were bent, and he said softly, "Your Highness, let me in first—"

He Jinxian glanced at him indifferently, and closed the door heavily with a "bang".

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