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

Chaos spread like a stone thrown into still water, rippling through the Eastern Palace's sleeping quarters.

The palace servants were in a panic, surrounding the suffering crown prince but helpless, forced to watch as he was tormented by invisible pain. His suppressed groans of agony were like knives tearing at everyone's hearts.

Just as this desperate chaos reached its peak, a black figure, like a gust of wind tearing through the rain, suddenly rushed in! Carrying with it the lingering damp chill of the night and a biting cold.

It was Cheng Song.

He had been sent out to investigate by Lin Shen a few days ago and only returned today, weary from his journey.

When he entered the palace to report, he learned that His Highness had already retired for the night. Not daring to disturb him, he had no choice but to leave.

But back in the duty room, the inexplicable unease in my heart grew wildly like weeds, making me restless.

After much deliberation, he still couldn't put his mind at ease and decided to stay outside the prince's bedchamber to put his mind at ease.

No sooner had they stepped into the outer hall's corridor than they heard the sounds of shattering, cries of alarm, and... His Highness's suppressed, extremely painful sobs.

My heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, stopping abruptly for a moment before pounding wildly!

He disregarded all etiquette and rushed into the inner room like an arrow. Pushing through the panicked crowd, the scene before him made his pupils shrink abruptly.

His Crown Prince, who was always aloof and composed, unmoved even by the collapse of Mount Tai, was now curled up in agony on the messy bed, his black hair disheveled, his nightgown soaked with cold sweat, clinging tightly to his thin back, outlining his trembling figure due to violent spasms.

Those hands that should have been writing and reviewing memorials, or playing chess and directing the nation, were now tightly clutching his head, their fingertips digging deep into his hair, and bright red blood trickling down his pale fingers—a shocking sight!

"Your Highness!"

Cheng Song felt as if his heart had been pierced by the blood. He roared and rushed to the bedside. Almost instinctively, he stretched out his arms and hugged the violently trembling body tightly in his arms.

"what!"

Lin Shen was on the verge of losing consciousness. The intense headache and the fear brought by the nightmare completely overwhelmed him, and all he could perceive about the outside world was endless pain.

Suddenly trapped in an embrace that was both cold and familiar, he struggled with the last of his strength, like a trapped, dying beast.

In excruciating pain, he instinctively bit down hard on the object that was right next to him, radiating heat—the spot where Cheng Song's neck and shoulder met!

"Ugh!" Caught off guard, Cheng Song groaned as intense pain shot through him, causing his face to turn deathly pale and veins to bulge on his forehead.

He could clearly feel the sharp pain of his teeth digging into his flesh, and warm blood immediately gushed out, soaking his collar.

But instead of loosening his grip on Lin Shen, he tightened his embrace even more.

He used his own body as a cage to firmly imprison the out-of-control Crown Prince in his arms, preventing him from harming himself again.

He lowered his head, bringing his lips close to Lin Shen's sweat-dampened ear, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly with pain, yet unusually firm: "Your Highness...it's alright...this servant is here, this servant is here..."

Despite the excruciating pain in his neck, he looked up and roared at the terrified palace servants around him, his voice like that of a wounded leopard, filled with a terrifying ferocity.

"What are you all standing there for! Where's the imperial physician?! Go and urge him on!!"

"Coming, coming! The Imperial Physician is on his way!" a young eunuch replied, his voice trembling with fear. All the palace servants in the inner room were trembling with fear, their faces ashen.

Cheng Song ignored them and focused all his attention on the person in his arms.

Lin Shen continued to bite his shoulder tightly, his body trembling violently from the extreme pain, and a broken, mournful whimper came from his throat.

The sound, mixed with the distinct pain on the side of his neck, was like a dull knife cutting back and forth across Cheng Song's heart.

He could feel Lin Shen's tense muscles, his rapid and disordered heartbeat, and the pain that was almost tearing his soul apart.

“It’s alright… Your Highness,” Cheng Song’s voice lowered, carrying an almost pious tenderness as he repeated, “Bite it, if it makes you feel better… this servant can bear it.”

His broad, kind hand gently patted Lin Shen's violently heaving back, trying to convey a tiny bit of comfort.

The damp, cold black robe clung to Lin Shen's sweat-soaked nightgown, and the smells of blood, medicine, and Lin Shen's crisp yet now pained aura filled his nostrils.

Lin Shen felt as if he were sinking in a boundless, dark sea of ​​suffering, with intense pain like a monstrous wave, repeatedly plunging him into the abyss.

In my hazy consciousness, the only thing I could perceive was a firm and warm embrace, a familiar and reassuring scent, and a real, bloody, and painful anchor point on the side of my neck.

This anchor point strangely pulled at his scattered mind, slightly diverting the pure pain that was about to devour him.

However, the excruciating pain that swept through his entire body did not subside; instead, it seemed to have found an outlet, pounding even more wildly against his limbs and bones.

He continued to bite down on that piece of flesh, as if it were the only way to fight against this overwhelming pain. His sobs were suppressed deep in his throat, broken and desperate.

Cheng Song held him tightly, feeling the trembling of his body in her arms and the persistent stinging pain from his neck; her heart felt as if it were being burned on a raging fire.

He could only hold him tighter, using his own negligible body heat and strength.