Who took away my wealth

Song Qinian lowered his eyes and saw that the black cloak on Ajia's body was frayed and tattered at the edges. The cotton clothes inside were also frozen hard and heavy enough to crush a person.

Ajia's hands were red and swollen from the cold, with frostbite festering on them, like ten sausages covered in mold.

I really don’t know how this idiot traveled hundreds of miles across mountains and rivers to find him.

Is it worth holding on to such a tiny hope?

The young man frowned, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, and stuffed it into Ajia's hand:

"This is the silver, you take it first."

"Young Master, this is impossible. You must be working very hard in the Prince's Mansion. I heard that the Han nobles are used to bossing people around. Have you been tortured by the Prince? Have you been beaten or scolded?"

Song Qinian knocked him on the head and grinned.

"Not all of them are like this. The prince is very kind to me. He makes me eat well and wear good clothes. He also gives me a lot of money. I am not short of money at all now."

Ajia opened his eyes and was quite surprised: "Young Master, have you been tricked by the prince? Is he plotting against you?"

Another bang fell on Ajia's head.

There was a crisp sound.

Ajia covered his head with ten sausage fingers, his expression innocent and aggrieved.

It didn't quite match his big, generous face.

"Shut up! What nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense. I've long heard that the nobles of Nanling Kingdom have unhealthy habits and like the kind of weak and handsome men. I'm just afraid that the young master will be killed."

Song Qinian glared at him: "If you don't know how to use the words, don't use them. If you kill them, why don't you kill them?"

The young man complained that he was not weak.

How can you become a male favorite?

Whoever dares to touch him will definitely have his children cut off.

And his observation of Gu Yu over the past few months has confirmed that he really doesn't like men, but is more interested in money and beautiful women.

Come on, even if you love money, I don’t know what’s so attractive about those women.

Every time the prince discussed beauties with Xu Hai and others, he was so angry that he couldn't even eat a meal.

Besides, when it comes to a weak and beautiful man, Gu Yuyu is a more fitting description.

Where can a man be so good-looking?

Especially his exquisite and delicate side face illuminated by the lights. Every time you smile so tenderly at him and always touch his head with your hands, it can make people's hearts beat...

Song Qinian suddenly pulled his thoughts back, an abnormal red color appeared on his face.

He said to Ajia seriously: "I have something to do now. Just stay here, don't you hear me? There is dry food in the cabinet and firewood for heating. If you are tired, just lie down and rest first. When you are free, I will I’ll bring you some clothes.”

"Little Lord......."

Ajia was moved to tears.

"I'm leaving. Regarding the tribe, I'll discuss it with you when I'm free."

*

When Song Qinian arrived at the Prince's Mansion, the carriage was already waiting on the street outside.

He hurried over and heard Xu Hai complaining:

"Child, where have you been? Did you know that His Highness is going to the palace for a banquet today? He should have set off long ago, but His Highness insisted on waiting for you, which caused us to freeze in the ice and snow for a long time."

When Song Qinian passed by him, he said, "Sorry, I'll treat you to a drink another day."

After saying that, he ignored Xu Hai and walked to the carriage.

Xu Hai turned around and stared at the young man with a complicated expression, then turned to complain to Yinfeng: "Look, look, this guy wants to send me away with a bottle of wine. He really thinks I am a child so easy to coax." ah."

Yinfeng gave him a cold look: "So, you don't have to accept it."

Xu Hai: "If you don't accept it, you have a disease in your head. If you don't drink, you are a fool. Do you want me to wait in vain?"

Yinfeng: "..."

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I'm late."

When Song Qinian rushed over, he was running very fast, and his cheeks and the tip of his nose were blown red by the wind.

The cold wind poured into his throat, mouth and nose mercilessly. He didn't feel it when he was running, but when he stopped, his whole throat was on fire, choking him and making him cough.

The thick windshield curtains beside the carriage windows were pushed open, and there was probably a stove burning inside, making it as warm as spring.

Gu Yu saw through the thin slits that he was wearing a thick plush scarf around his neck, his eyebrows were gentle, and there was a light blush on his face.

"Where have you been, coughing so much?"

Song Qinian was stunned for a moment, withdrew his dreaming gaze, and couldn't help coughing twice more: "Ahem..."

"Subordinate...subordinate..."

The boy lowered his head, as if he had made a mistake and was waiting to be scolded by his parents. Seeing him like this, Gu Yu couldn't bear to be angry. No matter how tall he was, he was just a child.

As a child, he will be playful, and it is normal to be playful and lose track of time.

"That's all. When you return home later, be sure to go to the housekeeper to get two pairs of cold powder. Don't catch a cold in such a cold weather."

Song Qinian looked at the other party aggrievedly and nodded.

The next second, he saw Gu Yu taking off his scarf, "Come here."

Song Qinian took two steps closer and leaned against the window of the carriage.

Gu Yu stretched out his hand, put a soft and gentle scarf on the young man's neck, and straightened the folds himself.

Warm fingertips accidentally fell on Song Qinian's Liangsisi's neck, carrying an electric current that instantly spread along his blood vessels to his limbs and bones. He controlled the slight trembling on his body.

While Gu Yu lowered his eyes to sort him out, Song Qinian raised his eyes, which fell heavily and substantively on the other person's brows.

He looked carefully and penetrated into the opponent's flesh with penetrating force.

Gu Yu is too good-looking.

The corners of his eyes and brows are elegant and delicate. When he looks at people innocently, he opens his eyes roundly, and when he is lazy and casual, he is a little tender and gentle.

Just like this.

There was a possessive emotion growing crazily in Song Qinian's heart.

Grab his chin.

Hook his neck.

Take him into your arms.

However, these dark emotions disappeared completely the moment Gu Yu raised his eyes.

In front of Gu Yu, he was still the innocent, straightforward, simple and timid young man.

"Didn't I give you a scarf? Why didn't you use it? Remember to bring it with you next time you go out. It's so cold."

The boy wanted to say that the scarf would restrict his movements, but when Gu Yu's scarf was wrapped around his neck, it was so soft and warm.

He reached out and touched the down of his scarf.

The tip of my heart itched.

"Your Highness, your scarf..."

Song Qinian opened his eyes and looked at him mistyly.

"I've got a stove in here. It's not cold. Come on, or you won't be able to make it."

The carriage slowly set off towards the palace.