know that what he did had caused such a big misunderstanding. No wonder Pei Sisnan also felt that he was flirting with him. He didn't have time to explain to Xue Shan, he just said: "I'll go out for...No ads!

Ning Shu frowned slightly, he slept rather restlessly.

When he woke up, he saw someone standing by his bed and jumped in fright.

I couldn't help but take a closer look, and then I realized it was the prince.

The Crown Prince stood by his bedside, handsome as a fairy. Those amorous peach blossom eyes looked at him: "Were you frightened by me"

There were few guards in the Prince's Palace, all driven out by Loneliness Xuan Ce. Ning Shu slept in a side hall, watching the Prince dressed in white, no more than sixteen years old.

He couldn't help but purse his lips slightly: "Your Highness, why aren't you asleep yet"

"I can't sleep well."

The prince's face looked forlorn in the light. He murmured softly, "Before Mother passed away, she always sang me to sleep. Since she died, I haven't had a good night's sleep."

Ning Shu looked at the person.

The prince's features were exquisite, a face that would surely captivate any woman. Especially the slight sneer and air of loneliness at the corner of his lips, quickly vanishing as if it never was, evoked a feeling of pity in one's heart.

But Ning Shu understood now. In this Prince's residence, incense was burned every day.

At first, he thought it was just Lone Xuan Ce who loved incense. Now that he thinks about it, he probably had trouble sleeping at night. That's why he asked the palace maids to light the incense that helped with sleep. No wonder he always seemed a little sleepy when he was in the Prince's Palace.

It turned out to be because of the incense.

After Ning Shu had thought it through, combining the prince's past experiences, she couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted. No matter how fearsome the prince was in front of others, he wasn't really a child after all.

He saw the Crown Prince standing alone, and for a moment, he felt a pang of sympathy.

"Your Highness, have you heard the story of the Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage"

"I've never heard of it." The prince said, then got into bed.

Ning Shu didn't realize anything was wrong at first; he felt a little tired. But he still tried his best to open his eyes and told the prince the story of Liu Bei's three visits to the thatched cottage.

The prince listened with relish and then said, “Why haven't I heard of this person's name in the history books”

Ning Shu came back to her senses and then remembered that the world she was in was different from the one she had known before. She opened her mouth and said, "I also saw it by chance in the folk stories. Perhaps it was made up by someone else."

"Such a person, actually fabricated. I'm curious, who fabricated him"

The prince slept at his side, his breath warm against his neck as he spoke.

Ning Shu shifted a little uncomfortably, afraid that the prince would investigate the origins of this story. She pursed her lips and said, "I saw it when I was very young, and now I can't remember its name."

The prince slightly raised the corner of his lips and said, “Ning’er tells me a story, my heart feels much calmer.”

His eyes, emotionless, stared into the distance as he said softly, "Perhaps it's because I killed them. They come looking for me day and night to demand vengeance."

Ning Shu looked on, her heart also feeling a bit heavy.

He said softly, "Your Highness has killed those who deserved it. There is no need to worry."

Loneliness Xuan Ce grasped his hand, gently sniffing the scent on him, and whispered softly, "Ning'er is truly loyal to me. My heart is filled with joy."

Ning Shu only felt a slight itch where she was lightly brushed by the other person.

The two leaned against each other affectionately. The incense in the hall was still burning, and he felt a touch more drowsy. He couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, please don't kill so many people from now on."

The prince remained silent, only staring at him.

The look in his eyes dimmed: "Why"

Ning Shu sensed the look in his eyes and shivered involuntarily. She regained some composure, opened her mouth, pursed her lips, and whispered, "...I have overstepped my bounds. I am ignorant of propriety."

The crown prince looked at him: "This son of mine speaks, and I will listen to it."

Ning Shu hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.

He had heard before that the dead carried yin energy and murderous aura. If one killed many, it would affect their fortune and even their lifespan.is right"....Ning Shu clutched the bedding tightly.His eyes had begun to cloud over, hazy and broken-looking.The young man's slender and fair feet were incredibly beautiful. A red cord was tied around...