I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Under the long corridor outside the hall, the evening breeze carried the fragrance of lotus blossoms.

Lin Shen leaned against the white marble railing, gazing casually at the swaying reflection in the pond: "What does Third Brother want to say?"

Lin Yu stood a step behind him, greedily gazing at the vibrant figure.

Moonlight shone on the prince's delicate profile. Compared to his pale and haggard appearance when they last met in their previous life, the young man's eyes still held an undiminished arrogance.

“Crown Prince…” Lin Yu’s voice was a little hoarse, “Cheng Song is not someone to be trusted.”

Lin Shen chuckled upon hearing this and turned around.

A playful glint appeared in his peach blossom eyes: "When did Third Brother become so concerned about the affairs of my side?"

"I..." Lin Yu was speechless for a moment.

He couldn't very well say that in his past life, it was this eunuch who colluded with outsiders to open the palace gates at the last minute and let the rebels in.

He took a deep breath and chose the most clumsy yet most truthful excuse: "This man has crooked eyes. I've seen too many people at the border, and eyes like that... are definitely not those of a good person."

Lin Shen stroked the jade pendant at his waist thoughtfully.

He knew, of course, that Cheng Song was no good person; this ungrateful wolf cub had indeed betrayed the original owner in his previous life.

But it is precisely this danger that makes it all the more valuable to tame.

"Third brother, you're overthinking it." He brushed the topic aside lightly. "But you, you've had a tough time at the border these past few days."

Lin Yu's heart sank. The Crown Prince clearly hadn't taken his words to heart.

Indeed, Cheng Song is behaving too perfectly now, and no one can imagine that this personal eunuch who does everything himself would do such a treasonous thing in the future.

He must find evidence as soon as possible and eliminate this potential threat before tragedy strikes.

At the end of the corridor, Cheng Song stood quietly in the shadows.

Lin Shen pursed his lips, the moonlight casting a small shadow on his long eyelashes. "Alright, since Third Brother is alright, I'll be going now."

His tone carried a hint of languor and impatience, clearly indicating that he hadn't taken Lin Yu's rambling "advice" to heart.

Lin Yu's Adam's apple bobbed, a bellyful of words stuck in his chest, yet he didn't know where to begin.

He wanted to tell his brother about the dangers ahead, to express his remorseful rebirth, and to immediately eliminate those potential threats... But he was ultimately not good with words, especially when facing his brother whom he owed so much, whom he revered like a god and loved to the core.

In the end, he simply nodded awkwardly, his unspoken words turning into silence.

Lin Shen turned his head to the side, his slender and delicate jawline tracing a beautiful arc in the moonlight, as if carved from jade. He seemed to suddenly remember something and casually instructed, "Third brother, remember to come see me tomorrow." His tone was natural, carrying the usual order of an elder brother to his younger brother, but it made Lin Yu's heart skip a beat.

Before Lin Yu could respond, Lin Shen had already turned around, his clothes fluttering, and left the corridor with a cool sandalwood scent lingering in his air.

Lin Yu stood frozen in place, his gaze greedily and painfully following the receding figure until it completely disappeared into the shadows of the palace.

A bitter smile curved his lips, his heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, throbbing with a sour taste.

It seems he's always watching his back.

Whether it was his resolute walk towards the high platform in his past life or his ordinary departure in this life.

Even in her previous life, the last thing she saw before she died was his cold and resolute back. The pain of that moment transcended life and death, and still rages in her bones to this day.

……

Lin Shen walked alone through the Imperial Garden. The night breeze carried the fresh scent of flowers and plants, which slightly dispelled the effects of the alcohol.

As he pondered the deeper meaning behind Lin Yu's unusual behavior today, and the intention behind Emperor Qi's unexpected delegation of power, suddenly, a pair of large, calloused hands reached out from the shadow of the artificial hill beside him, pulling him into the rugged back of the hill with irresistible force!

"Well!"

Caught off guard, Lin Shen's body was slammed against the cold, rough artificial rock wall by a powerful force, causing a slight pain in his back.

The interior of the artificial hill was cramped and dimly lit, with only a few faint moonlight and the lights of the distant palace filtering through the gaps, making it almost impossible to see the face of the person in front of them.

But Lin Shen knew who it was almost instantly.

After all, in the entire Great Qi, there was only one fool who dared to be so audacious and act so recklessly, disregarding respect for hierarchy!

The man's firm, hot body pressed tightly against him, trapping him in a small space, his scorching breath spraying onto his sensitive earlobes and neck.

He could even feel the powerful beating of the other person's heart inside their chest.

The man leaned close to his ear, sniffing his scent deeply like a large canine confirming ownership, then let out a low chuckle that echoed in the small space, carrying a sinister and intimate undertone.

"Why isn't Your Highness speaking? Are you frightened, or... have you had too much to drink, hmm?" The last syllable rose in pitch, carrying an obvious teasing tone and a deeper longing.

Lin Shen frowned, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. The alcohol he had forcibly suppressed seemed to surge up again due to this sudden offense.

He said coldly, "Jiu Fangcheng! You bastard who committed these crimes!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already raised his hand and, with a whoosh of wind, delivered a clean and decisive slap!

A crisp "snap" sounded particularly clear behind the silent artificial hill.

However, the expected slap in the face did not come in full. Instead, a strange feeling came from my palm: wet, warm, and even a little soft and resilient!

Lin Shen's brow twitched suddenly, and he tried to pull his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, but his wrist was grabbed even faster by the other party.

Just as the slap was about to land, Jiu Fangcheng turned his head and licked his palm with the tip of his tongue!

"You...!" Lin Shen's face darkened, a surge of nausea, anger, and inexplicable dread rushing to his head. This bastard is utterly lawless!

Jiu Fangcheng chuckled softly. The fresh, bright red handprint on his handsome yet somewhat wild face did not make him look disheveled; instead, it added to his wicked charm.

By the dim light, he gazed intently at Lin Shen's stunningly beautiful face, which remained even in his rage, and said in a hoarse voice.

"It smells so good, Your Highness... Is it the imperial wine from the palace banquet, or your own scent?"