The prince is no longer a man

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There are still three months until the prince's wedding.

During this period of time, Pei Rong and Duan Jingxun didn't set up defenses like ordinary couples married. Since they are men married, they didn't care about the rule that men and women can't meet before they get married.

This night just hit the Lantern Festival in March. Orange lanterns lit up the whole capital city, and the streets were crowded with people, so it was very lively.

The cries of hawkers on the street and the laughter of the crowd come and go one after another, creating a scene of steaming fireworks.

Pei Rong was standing in front of a small stall to buy sugar paintings, a little unsure which one to choose.

The stall owner's craftsmanship is excellent, whether it is flying in the sky or traveling on the ground, the paintings are lifelike.

Pei Rong hesitated for a while, then asked Duan Jingxun: "Which one should I choose?"

Without hesitation, Duan Jingxun pointed to one of the rabbit models: "This one."

Holding the candy painting of rabbits, Pei Rong raised his eyes and asked him, "Why do you like rabbits?"

"It's not that I like rabbits," Duan Jingxun said, "This one looks like you."

Pei Rong carefully looked at the sugar painting in his hand, he didn't feel like himself at all, when he was about to speak up to argue, he felt his leg hit by something, he staggered, and his body jumped forward.

He didn't fall to the ground, but fell into Duan Jingxun's arms.

Duan Jingxun put his arms around Pei Rong's waist, put his hands behind Pei Rong's head, turned around neatly, and firmly protected him inside.

Just now, a group of playful children jumped and ran past and bumped into Pei Rong. The children's laughter continued, and Duan Jingxun let go of Pei Rong when the sound gradually faded away.

"It's alright."

Pei Rong rubbed on Duan Jingxun's shoulder unconsciously: "It's okay."

Then - look at the sugar painting in my hand, there is only a bare stick left, and the little rabbit on it has gone to nowhere.

—It must have just crashed.

Pei Rong held up the stick to show Duan Jingxun, a little unhappy: "The rabbit fell."

Duan Jingxun rubbed Pei Rong's head and said with a smile, "Didn't you like it just now?"

Pei Rong raised his eyes and whispered: "But you chose it."

Along the roadside, lanterns of various colors were burning brightly, Duan Jingxun pointed forward: "Then let's choose a rabbit lantern."

Pei Rong turned his eyes and said decisively: "No, I want to choose a big beast."

The smile in Duan Jingxun's eyes grew stronger: "Why don't you want it again?"

"You chose one like me, and I will choose one like you."

The two walked to the stall selling lanterns, and Pei Rong picked up a lantern with a picture of auspicious clouds and auspicious animals. The orange light made his face more attractive: "This one! It looks like you!"

"Look at how good I have chosen for you, just choose a rabbit for me."

Pei Rong was very satisfied with his choice. When he mentioned the rabbit, he gave Duan Jingxun another look, and walked briskly to the riverside with the lantern in his hands.

The night by the river is like water, with only a few lanterns floating slowly with the river, the dark blue night sky is like a tulle, quietly covering the earth.

Duan Jingxun followed behind Pei Rong, and said calmly, "Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry, don't you know?"

Pei Rong turned her head and stared at him: "Then I will bite you, are you afraid?"

Duan Jingxun raised his eyebrows: "You try?"

Pei Rong originally said this on purpose, how could he have thought that Duan Jingxun really wanted him to try.

He bit his lip, a little aggrieved, and looked at Duan Jingxun without saying a word.

Duan Jingxun reached out and put his index finger on Pei Rong's soft lips, his voice was hoarse: "Open your mouth."

Now Pei Rong did not hesitate, and made a decisive attack, lightly touched Duan Jingxun's fingernails, and took a bite.

Duan Jingxun withdrew his hand and rubbed the place Pei Rong had just bitten with his fingertips, there was no pain at all.

But he deliberately said: "It still hurts."

Then leaned over and approached Pei Rong, said in a deep voice, "I want it too."

Pei Rong ducked back: "What do you want?"

"Bite you."

"no!"

Pei Rong immediately hid her hands behind her back: "Obviously you want me to bite you!"

"You can't bite..." Duan Jingxun's eyes deepened, "Then change it."

"In exchange for..."

Before Pei Rong could finish his question, the breath in his mouth had been completely plundered by Duan Jingxun.

There was a cool wind blowing by the river, the lantern had already rolled to the side, and the light was extinguished consciously, the two hugging and kissing under the tree did not want to be disturbed.

Fanwaiji

Pei Rong once asked Duan Jingxun what he heard from Taoist Qingjing.

Duan Jingxun just told him that those were disturbing words, and listening to them was not beneficial.

What Duan Jingxun didn't say was that what he heard was what happened after Pei Rong's death.

No, he had even dreamed about it.

Duan Jingxun didn't even want to think about that terrible dream.

Pei Rong died in the cold and lonely Linguang Palace. When Duan Jingxun heard the news, Princess Shun had already broken into the East Palace with the only remaining people in the palace.

Pei Rong went to Duan Jingxun's invitation, which made Princess Shun think that the person who killed Pei Rong was Duan Jingxun.

Concubine Shun came here with the intention of dying, and the incident was so big that she never thought that she could get out of the East Palace.

But Duan Jingxun tried his best to suppress this matter, he clearly had good martial arts skills, but he was still slapped by Princess Shun until he spit out blood.

"Pei Rong believes in you so much, even if you don't like him, why bother taking his life!"

Duan Jingxun just responded silently, allowing Princess Shun to hit and curse her.

Princess Shun is right, it is because of her own fault that Pei Rong ended up like this.

Duan Jingxun originally thought that when he was not capable of doing everything, his forbearance would make Pei Rong no longer suffer from the queen's suspicion and fear.

But now that Pei Rong is gone, what's the use of his forbearance?

Even the words that have been hidden in his heart for a long time, he is not qualified to say them.

Duan Jingxun willingly endured Shun Wangfu-Fang's influence, and his body was covered in bruises.

Princess Shun wanted to avenge him, Duan Jingxun took all of them, he didn't care about the wounds on his body, no matter how many wounds there were, Duan Jingxun seemed to be numb.

As for the queen, he secretly increased his manpower and prepared the way for the queen's end early.

—Everything went as expected by Duan Jingxun, and finally came—the day when everything was over, Duan Jingxun came to Linguang Hall, leaned over and squatted down beside the little wooden horse.

Duan Jingxun remembered that when the two met for the first time, Pei Rong drove away the little eunuch who bullied him for him. At that time, he was thin and dirty, so that when Pei Rong saw him again later, he didn't even recognize him.

But Duan Jingxun recognized it immediately, this boy who said he liked him was the one he never forgot.

This memory is one of the few warmth in Duan Jingxun's life, and his warmth will always be related to Pei Rong.

But recalling this warmth again, Duan Jingxun was unable to bear it anymore, he bent down little by little, and knelt on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

He remembered that Pei Rong once asked himself: "Prince, why don't you like me?"

The little prince who grew up among the stars and the moon is so pure that there is no trace of impurity, how could he not like it?

Everyone knows that Pei Rong likes Duan Jingxun, but no one knows that Duan Jingxun has a deep affection for Pei Rong.

Duan Jingxun bent down and knelt for a long time, a strand of hair fell from behind his ear, obviously not yet the age of the crown, there were already white hair intertwined in the hair.

After a long time, Duan Jingxun raised his eyes and swept across the Linguang Hall.

Both his biological mother and Pei Rong quietly died here, Duan Jingxun thought, this is also his final destination.