across the shore

The waiter approached the table, put the food on the table, turned around and said to Jia Ting: "My lord, my name is Na Yu, and I will serve you from today on."

"What did you call me?" Jia Ting raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

Na Yu smiled: "This is the side hall of Prince Lian's palace. You live here now, so I call you my lord."

grown ups?Waiting side hall

These words floated into Jiating's mind, blocked his thinking, and he didn't react for a while.

For a while, Jia Ting stared at Na Yu, the light in his eyes trembling, and asked: "You mean... now I am..."

"Yes." Na Yu nodded, "My lord, you are now Prince Lian's sex-slave."

When Jia Ting heard the answer, the light in his eyes quickly went out, and he looked at Na Yu in disbelief, his tongue seemed to be knotted, and he couldn't speak a word.

"My lord, don't worry, Prince Lian never raises sex-slaves, you are still..."

"My lord... my lord..."

Before Yu could finish speaking, Jia Ting grabbed his collar severely.

"Where is that bastard?" Jia Ting's beautiful eyes were full of anger, and he awkwardly grabbed Na Yu's collar with his uninjured left hand.

Na Yu didn't know why Jia Ting was suddenly angry, when he heard Jia Ting call Prince Lian a jerk, his face turned pale with fright.

"My lord, how can you call Prince Lian a jerk? This is a death sentence."

Jia Ting didn't care about Na Yu's panic.

"I'm asking you something! Where is Prince Lian? I want to see him."

Gating yelled loudly.

Na Yu is a blue-haired race, and his race level is much higher than that of Jia Ting. In Na Yu's eyes, Jia Ting's stature is just like a child.

But now, he was intimidated by Jiating, and he couldn't help himself not to answer Jiating's question.

"Prince Lian is in the main hall."

Before Jia Ting had time to ask where the main hall was, he let go of Na Yu's collar and hurried out.

He kept asking in his heart, this must be a joke, what a joke, how could I become another man's sex-slave?

Na Yu, whose collar was loosened, stood there in a daze, unable to react for a while.

He couldn't understand why Jiating looked so angry, what's wrong with being Prince Lian's sex-slave?In Haihua Garden, I don’t know how many people are looking forward to Prince Lian’s raising sex-slave, but Prince Lian doesn’t even go to see it, so far Jiating is No.1!

Na Yu couldn't understand Jia Ting's thoughts.

After being slightly stunned for a while, Na Yu remembered that Jia Ting came to the palace for the first time. If... it was too late to think, Na Yu chased him out.

Jiating ran around like a wild beast in the huge palace, grabbed the attendants who passed by, and asked where the main hall was.

Those waiters were frightened by Jia Ting's aura and said, "Just go straight."

When Gatin left, the waiters said,

"Hey, is that the person Prince Lian arranged in the side hall? I heard that he is a homeless person?"

"Oh! So this is the vagrant? How could he be so rude!"

……

Panting, Jia Ting pushed open the door, and saw Yinlian at a glance, and Yinlian was also looking up at Jia Ting.

Even though Jiating is very angry now, the anger is about to burn his reason, but at this moment, Jiating was amazed. For a moment, a large blank flashed in his mind, and this blank...

The floor-to-ceiling windows were slightly opened, and the wind gently lifted the fine silver tassels on the curtains.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were filled with light golden sunlight. Yinlian sat quietly on the red sandalwood chair inlaid with gold in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. He was dressed very loosely and casually, but he couldn't hide his elegance and nobility. .

Those mysterious golden eyes became gentle under the light golden sunlight, and the silver hair shone with tiny pieces of fluorescence under the light golden light.

Everything looks so beautiful.

Yin Lian and Shang Shang held yellow classical books and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"..." Jia Ting didn't answer.

"Is the injury on your body better?" Yinlian asked again, not caring about Jiating's silence.

At this moment, Jia Ting slowly came to his senses, thinking that he was stunned by this silver-haired man, Jia Ting couldn't help punching himself.

How can you think that these high-level people are good-looking? Don't you know how these so-called high-level people think of us homeless people?Jiating said to himself in his heart.

"You are that Prince Lian?"

Jia Ting walked into the room, straightened his back, instinctively vigilant.

In fact, Yinlian thinks Jiating like this is a bit funny, like a little beast leaving its nest, restless, terrified, and instinctively rejects everything around it.

But the education he received as a future emperor did not allow him to laugh, nor did he allow him to be too close to others, so he responded lightly: "Yes."

"What do you want to do by leaving me, a vagrant who doesn't even have a race level, in your noble palace? This doesn't seem to be something you high-ranking people would do, right? You rich nobles who think you are noble, don't you?" Should you stay away from us?"

It's not that Yinlian didn't hear Jia Ting's irony, but Yinlian just frowned for a moment, and then her expression was indifferent again.

When this indifference reached Jia Ting's eyes, he was defiant, and he didn't pay attention to him at all, and the anger in his heart rose immediately.

"I don't want to do anything? It's just..." Yinlian paused for a moment, then continued: "Your name is Jiating, right?"

"How do you know my name?" Jia Ting was very surprised, but after thinking for a while, before Yin Lian could answer, Jia Ting sneered a bit: "That's right, you silver-haired high-ranking nobles want to do what you can't do?"

Yinlian listened to what Jiating said, but said nothing.

"So what do you, a high-ranking race, want to do?"

One sarcasm, one high-level race, even Yinlian couldn't help the annoyance in his heart, got up, and put the ancient book in his hand on the table a few meters away.

"You killed my indigo beast, what's wrong with my master inviting you here as a guest?"

Mentioning the blue beast, Jia Ting thought of Cao Ningzhi. At the last moment, he clearly remembered that Cao Ningzhi was thrown out by the monster. He must have been seriously injured. How is he doing now?

"It doesn't matter if I kill it. I have to stand obediently and wait for it to swallow me in one gulp."

The pride on Jiating's face and the stubbornness in his black eyes aroused Yin Lian's anger.

Before, Yinlian admired Jiating's specialness very much, but no one had ever spoken to him like this. The innate sense of superiority coexisted in his heart invisibly. He didn't like the people around him to bow down, but that didn't mean he could Put up with someone challenging his sense of superiority.

"I'm curious, who gave you the courage to talk to me like this. The death of the indigo beast didn't affect me much, but now I've changed my mind."

Yinlian suddenly felt an unprecedented novelty towards Jiating. If he had to say it, he wanted to tame him, just like the feeling of wanting to tame those difficult monsters.

"Just stay here, and when I feel happy, I'll let you go."

"Also, you can't kill the Hualan Beast by yourself, right?"

Yinlian's tone was very gentle, like the most common speaking speed, but it was not angry and pretentious.

Garting couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

Yes, the vagabonds in the cave are selfish and greedy. As long as they have benefits, even their own partners can sell them.

But Jia Ting is not such a person, although he looks down on almost all homeless people, Cao Ningzhi is an exception for Jia Ting.

Now Jiating can only raise his head and instinctively look at Yinlian with a pair of ferocious eyes like wild beasts.

Unmoved, Yinlian walked out of the room while talking.

"Give me a way to keep him from being too free. If what happened today, you all leave."

From the two corners of the room, two blue-haired nobles appeared out of thin air, bowing their waists to send Yin Lian away respectfully.

Jia Ting, who was standing in the room, didn't know why for a while.

Having hidden guards is the right of all young emperors, but it is also their sorrow.

No ego, no privacy, everything they have is in the hands of others.

"Yinlian, I heard that you took in a homeless person last night?"

A silver-haired young emperor who was also at the Haihua Garden Party asked Yin Lian who was extremely bored sitting beside him with an unknown smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of everyone around looked this way consciously or subconsciously.

Regarding this matter, Yinlian was very displeased in his heart. This feeling of having no privacy, exposing himself completely under the eyes of everyone, and being unable to do what he wanted made him very depressed.

He said indifferently: "He killed my indigo beast."

The person who asked the question gasped, as if he felt incredible: "Are you kidding me? How is it possible for a homeless person?"

"I'm also curious how he did it."

When Yinlian finished speaking, the surrounding eyes gradually faded away, those people teased the young girl or boy sitting next to them.

Those girls or boys are all weak and boneless, with a pair of glass eyes full of flattery or docility, no matter how rude their benefactor asks, they will put down all their dignity to complete it.

Yinlian suddenly thought of Jia Ting, who also had such a young and immature body, but full of strength, just like the little monster he saw before, small but powerful.

Those eyes are also exquisite and clear, but they are proud, unwilling, etc. All these people don't have emotions, and he doesn't have emotions.

Thinking of Jia Ting's proud mocking appearance, Yin Lian began to wonder about the environment in which Jia Ting lived when he looked at the low-browed people at the scene.

cave.

When he was a child, he wanted to visit it very much, but every time he hadn't reached the destination, he was taken back by Uncle Di.

After time and time again, he gave up.

Jiating sat on the softness that he had never touched before. He should feel comfortable. After all, such a softness is something that a wanderer like him who has slept in the cave since childhood will never feel.

But now Jia Ting couldn't restrain his resentment towards that Prince Lian, especially when he looked down and saw the long iron chain on his right foot.

This iron chain is very long, so long that he can walk freely in the room, and even go to the bathroom, but this iron chain is so short that he can never get out of this room, but he can touch the doorknob.

"Damn it." Jia Ting's eyes were red.

The author has something to say:

The stepmother said, this is definitely not a good encounter!