The Paranoid Prince is pretending to be pitiful again [Transmigration Book]

Weak voices gathered in the air, hit Duan Xingyu's body, and then scattered around.

Duan Xingyu didn't dare to look at him anymore, as if he was choked up.

How can it be?

He should like Cai Yujun obviously.

How could it be him?

But there is no basis for saying this.

After a moment of silence, he could only find another reason, "You are the prince."

Yue Chao's masculinity is prevalent, and some officials and nobles secretly like to keep some male favorites, but they can't get on the stage.Xie Shijue has a special status, if this matter gets out, he will inevitably be criticized.Besides, Duan Xingyu is not a child of an ordinary family, so I don't know what kind of storm will be caused by then.

Xie Shijue seemed to smile, but there was no trace on his face, "I don't care. I just ask you, do you have any interest in me...even a little bit. As long as you say a word, I don't care about everything else. "

Duan Xingyu lowered his head.

He never thought that things would turn out like this, everything was too sudden for him, and it was impossible for him to think clearly in a short time.

Besides, he doesn't intend to fall in love here at all, so he won't be engaged to Lu Mingxi, and for the same reason, he and Xie Shijue won't have any results either.

For things that are destined to have no results, then cut the mess quickly, and there is no need to leave a little bit of hope.

To be so responsible to Xie Shijue is also to be responsible to himself.

He said, "No."

Silence flowed around the two of them like air, Xie Shijue didn't dare to break it easily, the air became thinner and thinner, he was afraid that Duan Xingyu's next words would completely crush him.

Duan Xingyu couldn't stand this kind of silence anymore. It's not that he never rejected girls who confessed to him, and every time he was very direct.

Although he is very talkative on weekdays, he is not at all ambiguous about this kind of matter, and he will never leave any trace of ambiguity.

But it has never been as uncomfortable as it is now, and he really doesn't like this feeling.

"I don't know if I have misunderstood you, you are a good friend to me, just like Cai Yujun and Lou Zhiwu, we are good friends, we are all the same..."

"I never thought that you would have such an idea..."

"Okay." He took a step forward, and this time Duan Xingyu had no time to back off, so he held his wrist, "Then what should we think about from now on? Is it okay?"

Duan Xingyu quickly broke away from his hand, and frowned slightly, "I don't think you understand what I mean, I don't have any preferences in this area."

What's more, his cognition is still in Xie Shijue's liking for Cai Yujun.

The more he talked, the more confused he became, and he didn't know what he said. This time was different from the previous ones. He only knew that they had no results, so he just wanted to push everything to external factors, and forgot to ask. Ask your heart.

"I respect your preference, but I can't accept it."

Xie Shijue was slightly taken aback, his handsome face lost his composure for a moment, "I like you, but you can't accept it, do you feel disgusted?"

Duan Xingyu suddenly looked up at him, subconsciously shook his head, "No..."

He didn't think that way.

"No, it's not disgusting, you can like any man, but not me."

What he said didn't make Xie Shijue feel much better.

Duan Xingyu's forehead was covered with sweat, and he took another step back, hiding his right hand behind his back.

Xie Shijue kept looking at him, it was impossible not to notice his small movements, he sighed, and suppressed the discomfort in his heart, "I'm the one who is impatient, you should see the doctor first, shall we talk about it later?"

"No." Duan Xingyu shook his head lightly, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes seemed to be filled with frost. He wanted to break the last thought of the stubborn person in front of him.

"No more, actually—"

"I remember everything. When I was seven years old, that grassland, that tree, we went climbing..."

Xie Shijue opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.

"Curious why I suddenly remembered?"

Duan Xingyu's fingers covered the tingling skin and sank into it.

He chuckled, "Actually, I haven't forgotten at all. You also know that I have always been impatient, and you were very clingy at that time. I didn't want to play with you at first, but you are the prince, and I have no choice. Later, it was I don't want you to pester me any more—"

"Duan Xingyu!" Xie Shijue was trembling.

Duan Xingyu continued, "I'm bad, right? So you can see clearly, I, Duan Xingyu, have been lying to you from the beginning."

"There is one more thing, let's talk about it together." He lowered his head and untied the jade ring from his waist, "I wanted to exchange it with you for a long time, and I just took this opportunity."

He put the jade ring on the table, and stretched out his hand towards him.

Xie Shijue held the jade ring around his waist without moving, and looked at his outstretched hand with a complicated expression. After a while, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

Duan Xingyu froze for a few seconds, turned his back, not daring to look at his bloodshot eyes, and his hands hidden in his sleeves couldn't stop shaking.

He has said the cruelest things he can say without mercy, why is he still concerned about whether his hands hurt?

It used to be the same, his eyes were swollen from crying the day before, but he still came to him with a box of strange things the day after, and he didn't get angry when his face was hot and his ass was cold, but he patiently coaxed people clumsily.

But why did he think that he would soften his heart easily?

Do you just like being abused that much?

Xie Shijue couldn't see his expression clearly, but when he heard his voice, he seemed to feel the chill coming from the ice cave. He said, "I'll go find Dr. Yan myself, so I won't bother the Ninth Prince."

"Duan Xingyu..." His voice was hoarse, his throat seemed to be stuck in something, and it hurt uncomfortably when he spoke.

He looked at the back of the person in front of him, and realized that words can hurt people. His words were like someone stabbing his heart with an ice pick, which made people feel cold and hurt.

What made him feel more powerless than being rejected was his estrangement. It was hard to wait for him, and finally to get closer to him. After a few years of re-starting, it was hard to make up for the alienation of the years of separation. At this moment, it is hard Let him draw another insurmountable gap.

His "nine princes" made him feel as if he had returned to the day when they reunited in the Imperial College a few months ago.

Has everything come to nothing?

He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turned white, "Do you really want to draw a line with me from now on?"

Duan Xingyu stopped in his tracks, his toes resting heavily on the ground, but his tone was relaxed as if he was joking, "I lied just now, and you can see it, my mother doesn't like you, and I listen to my mother very much, so . . . I think we should stop seeing each other."

"I will trouble you to put my jade ring in the house."

"The Ninth Prince is still weak. Let's stay here tonight. You don't need to leave the door open for me. I will stay in the guest room after I see the doctor. You can stay as long as you want, and everyone in the Hou Mansion welcomes you."

"I'm leaving."

As soon as Duan Xingyu took the medicine at Dr. Yan's place, he heard Ah Qin's voice from outside.

He reported that when his servants were about to go in to clean up the dining table, they found that Xie Shijue had disappeared, and they searched the back room, but there was no sign of him, leaving only his jade ring, a note under the jade ring, and Hao Yu tied in the yard.

Duan Xingyu took the note and asked Ah Qin, "Did you see a jade ring?"

Ah Qin didn't know about Yuhuan's existence, so he shook his head blankly.

It appears he didn't stay.

Duan Xingyu opened the note, which read: Throw it away if you don't want it.

Obviously, the characters are still flying like in the past, but the ink in the last stroke of each character is extraordinarily thick, as if it wants to cut the paper and tear something apart.

There is also a line attached below: Haoyu, birthday gift.

Duan Xingyu folded the paper and came to the yard holding the cold jade ring in his hand.

Hao Yu was standing and eating a pile of hay on the ground, he seemed very comfortable, and when he saw him coming, he nuzzled him with his head affectionately.

"Young Master, this horse has been barking just now, I thought it must be hungry, so I found some hay for it to eat."

"Yeah." He touched Hao Yu, thought of something again, and was about to go around the wall of the backyard to have a look.

Wan'er happened to be walking quickly from that direction, she was out of breath, "My lord, I saw the window in the room was opened just now, so I was extra careful and asked A Mao to go out from there to have a look, and it was indeed near the wall Seeing the footprints of people, it seems that the Ninth Prince went out from there."

Duan Xingyu frowned, and suddenly remembered that his clothes were so thin, and he was still sick. The temperature dropped a lot in the evening, so if he ran back to the house like this, he might catch another cold.

Duan Xingyu was injured and went to Dr. Yan, and Ah Qin went to Dr. Yan's room to look for Duan Xingyu. These news had already reached the ears of the second lady, and she sent someone to call Duan Xingyu to have dinner together.

The conversation with Xie Shijue not long ago had consumed a lot of his energy, and he didn't want to say a word right now.He was just sitting, not in much interest, and didn't have much appetite. He ate a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, and closed his eyes to think about something.

Qin gave him a piece of shrimp meat, "Mother already knows, you can be so decisive, very good, then..."

"Second Madam—" the butler came in a hurry and interrupted Qin's words, "There is a guest visiting, and I am in the main hall right now, the master asked you to come over."

Duan Xingyu followed Qin Shi to the main hall, and saw two young men sitting on the seats next to him, one of them jumped up immediately when he saw them coming, and stood with his head down, looking like a little wife.

Duan Xingyu felt a little strange and couldn't help but take a second look.

The man who was still sitting looked much more stable, he was drinking tea, his sitting posture was very relaxed, but he was still decent, completely without the flattery of those who usually visited his house.

Without squinting, Qin took Duan Xingyu and was about to sit on the seat on the other side when the standing man came up and grabbed her sleeve.

Duan Xingyu reacted quickly, immediately grabbed his hand and stood in front of his mother.

The man in front of him stared at his face for a long time, then suddenly smiled, "My nephew is already this old? He really looks like your uncle."

"uncle?"