After her mind was read, the spoiled brat became the darling of the whole group.

His inner voice told him that everything he did was fake.

Fate is predetermined, recorded in a book, and his thoughts, knowledge, and actions, including everything he does now, are all viewed from a high position.

He was like a caged bird, provided for people's amusement.

He was an actor on stage, his life written into a play, but he wasn't the protagonist; he was a stepping stone in the protagonist's path.

The book describes him as a strategist with extraordinary wisdom, almost supernatural, which is why he had to become a monk at a young age to study diligently, learn from a master, and wander aimlessly.

The book describes him as powerful, ruthless, and decisive in killing, so he has been under the pressure of the clan elders since childhood and has gradually grown up.

The book describes how his mother poisoned him because he was too powerful, wanting him to die.

He was thus poisoned with a slow-acting drug and gradually died.

If it weren't for Xie Xing, he would have continued to die, perhaps without even knowing it.

His supposed masterful planning and immense power, built up from childhood, with the world at his disposal and all living beings in his hands, became a joke the moment he learned the truth.

He was like a puppet on strings, lifted up to that position only to serve as a stepping stone, before his life ended hastily.

The moment I knew what was in my heart.

He realized that such things and such people existed in the world.

Being a powerful minister was not his final destination.

That was his starting point.

What does he want?

Jun Lanjin's heart pounded, and a strange, swirling look appeared in his dark eyes, finally revealing a hint of desire hidden deep within him.

It seemed that this desire was amplified to an extreme, causing a slight blush to appear on his pale face, and his eyes to turn crimson, making him look as beautiful as a gorgeous ghost.

What does he want?

He wanted to jump off the stage, he wanted to escape the cage, and become the writer instead of the actor in the book!

Seemingly sensing something from him, Xie Xing turned his head and met Jun Lanjin's bloodshot eyes. Those dark eyes were now wet, with the corners of them red, as if he was about to cry.

Xie Xing was startled and asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"Shh." Jun Lanjin placed his slender finger on Xie Xing's lips, then slowly bent down and leaned closer to Xie Xing, his lips touching Xie Xing's lips. "Call me Zhiheng."

A deep, pleasant voice rang in Xie Xing's ears.

Their breaths met. This was the first time Jun Lanjin had taken the initiative to kiss Xie Xing. The gentle kiss landed on Xie Xing's lips, like a naive child tentatively exploring. After gently kissing her lips twice, he pulled Xie Xing into his arms.

He stuck out his tongue, grabbed Xie Xing's wrist with one hand, and pinned him against a tree trunk. He raised his hand above his head and put his other hand around his waist, just like Xie Xing had done to him.

Xie Xing's eyes widened.

Jun Lanjin closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, casting a shadow on his eyelids.

Xie Xing's breathing became erratic for a moment.

She gradually lost herself in Jun Lanjin's kiss, until he completely stole her breath. Finally, because he couldn't breathe properly, the kiss ended when they were both almost out of breath.

Jun Lanjin breathed softly, resting her head on Xie Xing's shoulder, her melodious voice whispering in Xie Xing's ear: "Don't leave me, okay?"

"Xing'er, I think I've fallen in love with you."

This murmur was no different from the seductive whisper of a male ghost beside you.

Jun Lanjin always knew how to use his handsome face, his naturally alluring features, and, when the ambiguous atmosphere reached its peak, how this perfect and powerful man could whisper in your ear in a way that was like pampering a concubine…

Do not!

He uses the methods of a top courtesan and a modern-day top male model to whisper sweet nothings to you.

Still so innocent, if I were to ask for a kiss...

Xie Xing…

Even if Xie Xing had a thousand resistances, he couldn't withstand it at this moment.

She was dizzy from the kiss, her heart was pounding, and she even had to grab onto Jun Lanjin's clothes to keep her balance.

What is he saying?

unimportant.

Promise him!

Promise him!

I'd give my life for him!

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jun Lanjin lowered his eyes and gently twirled his fingers in Xie Xing's soft palm. "Promise me, okay?"

Xie Xing grabbed Jun Lanjin's hand and nodded haphazardly, "Your Highness, no, Zhiheng, I promise you, I promise you, I'll promise you anything!"

system:【……】

Honestly, he could seduce you with just a flick of his finger.

The system is speechless.

Xie Xingdao: 【What do you know? The dignified Prince Jin! He's already seducing me like this, if I don't fall for it, wouldn't I be ungrateful?】

The system is silent.

That's true.

Who can say no?

Especially Xie Xing's manly composure. Apart from using all his charm to reject Luo Hanfeng, when it came to Jun Lanjin, even though he knew that Jun Lanjin was deliberately seducing him, or even if Jun Lanjin did nothing but shed a tear, Xie Xing would be lured away.

If Luo Hanfeng finds out, he'll probably cry, right?

"Zhiheng, whose style did you learn this from?" Xie Xing asked, still somewhat dazed by the beauty of it all.

She was indeed very pleased, but the methods used in the brothel were clearly not something Jun Lanjin would do.

Jun Lanjin gave a curt "Oh," and said, "This one?"

"Of course, I learned it from the Seventh Prince. Last time, didn't the Seventh Prince treat Xing'er the same way?"

"How was it, Xing'er? Did you find it enjoyable?"

Xie Xing: "..."

Xie Xing didn't know what expression to make.

It felt like being doused with a bucket of cold water. It was like... like the aura that Jun Lanjin exhaled on her neck was yin energy, transforming from a beautiful ghost into a male ghost coming to claim her life.

Haha ...

Xie Xing chuckled twice and said, "Your Highness, well, shall we get going?"

The two planned to go to the top of the cliff to find the entire Fenglang Army.

Jun Lanjin knew when to stop. He straightened up, pursed his lips, straightened his clothes, and said calmly, "Let's go."

the other side.

Xie Mingzhu and Luo Hanfeng, hidden in the shadows, took in everything that was happening before their eyes.

After the two left, Xie Mingzhu slowly said, "Those are Prince Jin and my sister?"

Xie Mingzhu was used to calling her younger sister, and she hadn't changed her way of addressing her this time, so she subconsciously called her younger sister.

The two of them, the two of them, actually embraced and kissed?

Although Xie Mingzhu is an old hand at manipulating men's feelings, the most extreme thing she has ever done is to hug a man.

Seeing the two of them kissing, she blushed with embarrassment.

But she quickly realized that the man kissing Xie Xing was Prince Jin.

It was Prince Jin, who never got close to women.

The color drained from Xie Mingzhu's face, and the jealousy that had been swirling in her heart began to well up from the depths of her soul.

Xie Mingzhu clenched her fists.

She didn't understand why.

Why was Xie Xing able to gain the favor of Prince Jin?

In what way does she fall short of Xie Xing?

So many men's affections are not as great as that of Prince Jin.