Rebirth: Sick Jiao Regent is a clinging spirit every day

"I see."

This little prince seems to be more pitiful than himself.

Although he didn't have the love of his mother and father, he could eat and drink enough in the palace.

Jun Qingyu suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and asked cautiously, "Can brother teach me how to write? Write your own name as your thanks to me?"

Mu Chengyan nodded. He had also taught the younger brothers in the palace before, so he should be able to teach the little prince well.

Moreover, this little prince looks very smart.Come to think of it, it doesn't take much effort.

"Thank you brother."

There was tenderness in Mu Chengyan's eyes, "You're welcome, you saved me too."

Moon Shadow looked at those two hands clasped together, it was very eyesore!

I really want to ruthlessly claw off Jun Qingyu's claws.

Can their noble Highness be touched by a mere prince?

However, now that he is in Jun Qingyu's territory, he dare not be too arrogant.

Mu Chengyan was well fed by Jun Qingyu, his jade hands were spotless.

He is here, as if he has done nothing. Could it be that the little prince is so kind to everyone?

What a kind person, God will surely bless him with a long life.

Jun Qingyu glanced at Mu Chengyan's stomach from the corner of his eye, coughed lightly, and moved away calmly.

After dinner, Jun Qingyu ordered people to bring rice paper and the best ink.

Hold the pen in one hand and hold it tightly, as if holding a sword.

"Brother, is it written like this?"

Mu Chengyan walked over and gently held the man's hand, "No, you need to loosen your hand, hold your two fingers on the top, press your second finger on the bottom, and press your thumb on the inside."

Jun Qingyu watched him play with his fingers, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

But he was very handy when he practiced the sword, but when it came to this time, his fingers couldn't control him anymore.

Mu Chengyan held the man's hand and wrote a crooked handwriting, which was definitely the ugliest handwriting he had ever written in his life...

"Brother, why is what I wrote different from yours?"

Mu Chengyan gave him a demonstration first, lightly holding the pen with his pale fingers, and wrote three large characters.

Jun Qingyu!

Dragons fly and phoenixes dance, majestic.

Jun Qingyu picked it up, looked at it again and again, "Brother, is this my name?"

"Well, but you took it upside down."

Jun Qingyu turned it over and put it on the table.

"Brother, write your own name on it too."

Mu Chengyan waved the tip of the pen lightly, and three large characters fell on the snow-white rice paper.

Although Jun Qingyu couldn't tell what the word was, she just felt that the two names matched very well!

Jun Qingyu, Mu Chengyan...

"Brother, writing is so difficult."

Jun Qingyu held the pen with difficulty, and scribbled on the paper, like a ghost drawing, completely unable to make out what the words were.

Mu Chengyan held his hand from behind and taught him to write stroke by stroke.

A faint fragrance came, and Jun Qingyu glanced back secretly, her heart beat faster...

Where he still had the mood to write, he took a slight step back and moved closer to Mu Chengyan.

"Have you learned?"

Jun Qingyu shook his head innocently, "Brother teach me again."

"it is good……"

Mu Chengyan taught him patiently, without the slightest bit of impatience.

Yueying snorted coldly, she's too stupid, after studying for so long, she can't even write a name, what if His Highness gets tired?

His Highness is not in good health, he has to go over there to see if His Highness has recovered from his medicine.

Yueying held the sword in both hands and walked out of the room.

Looking at the crooked characters on the rice paper, Jun Qingyu lowered her head in shame.

"Brother, tell me, am I not suitable for learning to write? Mu Chengyan smiled gently, "No, the prince is very smart, just practice more. "

"I'm ashamed to say that I didn't teach you well, nor did I repay your life-saving grace."

Jun Qingyu put down the pen in his hand, a gleam of light flashed in his dark pupils, he tilted his head and asked, "Brother, shouldn't you give me your life for saving your life?"

Mu Chengyan's purple pupils tightened suddenly, "What... what..."

The man's tall figure slowly approached, Mu Chengyan took two steps back, and finally had no choice but to sit on the table.

Jun Qingyu bent down slightly and put his hands on the table.

"That's what I always said in my obedient script. The grace of saving a life is to promise it with your body."

Mu Chengyan clutched his clothes nervously with both hands, and slightly tilted his head, "You... What nonsense are you talking about..."

He is a man, how can he promise him with his body.

"Brother, I'm not talking nonsense, I'm serious."

Jun Qingyu lowered his eyes, does his brother still despise him?

Brother still doesn't like him...

"Then... that's for women, I'm a man, how can I promise myself?"

He had never heard of such an absurdity.

With pathological paranoia in Jun Qingyu's eyes, he asked gently, "Brother, why can't men do it?"

Mu Chengyan pushed the man's chest, his body shrank into a ball, "No..."

He has nothing but gratitude for the little prince.

Jun Qingyu carried the person sitting on the table down, for fear of scaring him.

"Okay, it's normal for my brother to disagree. After all, I look like this... who would like it."

Jun Qingyu laughed at himself and let go of the person in his arms.

"No, the little prince is kind-hearted and unparalleled. There must be many women who like him."

He... already has someone he likes.

"But I don't like them."

"Then who do you like?"

"elder brother……"

Mu Chengyan retreated to the corner in shock, looking at the man defensively.

Jun Qingyu felt a prickly pain in his heart, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Brother, I'm just kidding, I... have no one I like yet."

Mu Chengyan looked at him with suspicion, his face full of vigilance.

Jun Qingyu knew that she had scared him, so she immediately changed the subject, "Didn't brother want to cook for me?"

Mu Chengyan nodded, still a little puzzled by what he said just now.

He...does he really like him, and that's why he saved him?

However, is his charm so great?

He is just an old, ugly and useless prince.

He is a majestic regent, who doesn't have anyone, how could he like him, a weak and useless prince.

With a bitter smile on Jun Qingyu's face, "Brother cooks for me, it is you who repay me for saving your life."

"it is good……"

Mu Chengyan nodded, and then he felt relieved. It seemed that he was indeed overthinking.

"I'll take my brother to the kitchen." Jun Qingyu held his slender wrist.

His dark eyes looked at the person next to him, with endless darkness in his eyes.

As long as you are by his side, one day, it will be his!

ps;

Jun Qingyu held his chin in a nympho: brother is so gentle, brother is so beautiful, brother has a slender waist and long legs, brother is delicate and frail.

My brother writes beautiful words, my brother draws beautiful pictures, my brother cooks delicious food, and my brother embroiders beautiful purses!

Brother is perfect...

Author: Jun Qingyu, please pick up your arrogant face as the regent, thank you!