Are you stupid?

Shenlong stood where he was, telling himself that all he had to do was smile at this time.

The gentle breeze blew across the cheeks, and the delicate peach petals fluttered with the wind, reluctantly hanging himself between the hair rolled up by Shenlong, which further set off the delicate facial features and soft expression of the young man.He frowned a little troubled, and then smiled friendlyly at the teenagers around him, his clear eyes filled with water, making him as cute as a dexterous deer in the deep forest.

It is completely in line with the imagination of the accompanying readers about the legendary "son of Mu Kang, the most beautiful man in the world".

That's right, it is this kind of soft and gentle appearance that can bear the misery of childhood, was rescued and taught by his father and friends, and has never mixed with messy things for many years except for his dedication to learning!

"Presumptuous, how dare you be rude to His Highness when you first entered the palace." The maids behind the Second Highness were terrified, and immediately ran over to push the boys away.

They formed a circle carefully so that Shenlong could hide inside safely, and they didn't forget to check the body of the Second Highness to make sure that he was not injured by the boy's slaps.

"...Second Highness?"

"Second Highness?!"

"This is impossible!" Several teenagers opened their eyes wide, their faces full of disbelief.

The young man who was the first to grab Shenlong's shoulder said bluntly: "I have seen stupid children outside the palace, with crooked faces, demented expressions, and drooling in the corners of their mouths. The appearance of the Second Highness is not at all similar to them. Mu Huaiyuan, don't take Gong'e to play tricks on us just because you entered the palace early."

The young man stepped forward in disbelief. Unexpectedly, the maids looked graceful, but they were not light at all. They removed the hanging pole of the lantern and used it as a weapon, and greeted him directly.

The boy who was as beautiful as a fairy child added fuel to the flames, clapping his hands and cheering, "Harder! Spanking won't hurt!"

The Second Highness has always been a good-natured and kind-hearted person, and he has always been the one who gets bullied.When His Majesty was backed by His Majesty when His Majesty was alive, the maids saw him running on His Highness, and they were annoyed and did not dare to contradict him.But now it's different!His Highness the Second Highness is about to be registered as the crown prince. He is the biggest person in the world besides His Majesty and the Empress. If a group of brats bully the Second Highness, will they show mercy?

Except for the four palace maids who stayed by Shenlong's side to take care of them, the others waved light poles and beat the rude boy rudely.

For a while, there was a lively atmosphere in the courtyard.

A thin young man standing at the back among the few people gradually frowned. Seeing that the beaten young man was dodging around and still yelling provocatively, he finally couldn't help but uttered dissuasion, "Zhou Rong, don't be rude. We are afraid that we have misunderstood, the person in front of us is really the Second Highness."

The boy as slippery as a fish paused, and finally with a "slap", he was slapped hard on the buttocks by the light pole, tears welled up in his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice, "Wei Qian, don't tell me it's too late!" Say, just at this time, just want me to be beaten."

Knowing his mistake, Zhou Rong corrected it, immediately softened his posture, and politely apologized, "Your Majesty is disrespectful, please forgive me."

After all, he rubbed his ass which was still in pain a few times, thinking to himself, what parents said was right, there are indeed many masters in the palace, even beating someone is extremely painful.

The rhythm finally returned to Shenlong's familiar pattern. He just looked in one direction foolishly. After counting five numbers in his mind, he replied: "Nian is the first offender, I don't care about you."

Zijing immediately followed up with Shenlong's words, "Several young gentlemen rushed to come in after locking in the palace. I'm afraid they are exhausted. The servants have already tidied up the guest room. Please come with the servants."

The maids who hit people before had hung the lamps back on the lamp poles, and each of them resumed their dignified and elegant postures, with their heads bowed, and they whispered softly: "My lords, please come with your servants."

Seeing that everyone left with the maids, Shenlong also planned to go back to the room to rest for a while, and then let the accompanying readers who had packed up come over to greet him.

——Standing outside admiring Mu Huaiyuan's beauty for too long, the soles of his feet really hurt.

I never thought that before Shenlong had time to lift his foot, the culprit who caused the previous misunderstanding came out of the inner hall, and his slender fingertips directly pressed on Shenlong's shoulders that had been embraced by Zhou Rong, with a layer of frost and snow covering his eyes. Shen Sheng asked: "Who approached His Highness without authorization?"

Um?Why do you look very angry.

Shenlong blinked, unable to understand what Mu Huaiyuan meant by asking this question.But when the opponent's fingertips were pressed against his shoulders, Shenlong seemed to be on fire, and jumped away, his face was fiery red, and his eyes looked more moist when he looked up at the opponent.

The Shenlong man moved away, but Mu Huaiyuan's hand was still firmly holding his shoulder.

He smiled dotingly and helplessly like a child watching a trouble, and his light voice was full of compromise, "Okay, I won't ask any more. Your Highness will follow me back."

A broad palm slid down his shoulder, completely enveloping his hand.

Shenlong dazedly felt a fire burning to the top of his head where his fingers were connected, which really burned his brain into confusion.

Mu Huaiyuan didn't use much strength to pull him back into the hall.

In Mu Huaiyuan's impression of His Royal Highness Shenlong, he is a person with a very righteous mind. If he wants to get His Highness Shenlong's approval, he must pay some price—at least he must use a lot of reasoning to convince him—to do so. OK.But all the way from the front hall, through the inner hall, and then to the bedroom, for a distance of hundreds of steps, His Highness Shenlong behaved like a little rabbit, allowing him to hold hands without any resistance.

Pretending so hard?Did His Royal Highness Shenlong think he was testing him?

Mu Huaiyuan's clear mood because of the ease of holding His Highness Shenlong's small hand drifted over a cloud, but the movement of his hand did not stop, and he said softly: "Your Highness spread your arms, let me undress you."

"Huh—huh???!" Shenlong agreed casually, and when his muddled mind understood Mu Huaiyuan's words, his whole body froze.

He squeezed his collar tightly, took a step back vigilantly, and raised his voice to ask, "What are you doing undressing?"

The smile in Mu Huaiyuan's eyes deepened.

Pretend, why don't you pretend to be stupid?

You don't play dumb, but it's my turn to play dumb.

"Zhou Rong is the great-grandson of the retired Zhongshu Ling Zhou Ji. The Zhou family felt that during the time of the first emperor, there were wars and military disasters, and the family was separated. In Zhou Rong's generation, they are no longer weak and weak scholars. They invited a teacher to come in and teach martial arts. Zhou Rong's character 'Rong' was chosen because of his strong hands and feet since he was born. His Highness was pinched by Zhou Rong, and he didn't want to find out that it was His Highness's benevolence, but the teacher sent me to the palace, and I turned a blind eye , wouldn’t it be a disappointment to the teacher.”

Mu Huaiyuan's words moved away from the concern caused by Shenlong's questioning.

After the topic of "Is it hurt?" was brought up, even Shenlong was embarrassed not to take off his clothes.

——Even if he is a fool, he is also the foolish son of the emperor's family. If he is really injured and does not receive timely treatment, the maids and servants who serve by his side will follow suit.

"It doesn't hurt, it's fine." Shenlong languidly.

He tried to resist a pair of hands reaching out to his belt, but the moment his fingertips intertwined, the feeling of burning his brain reappeared.

Shenlong hurriedly dodged Mu Huaiyuan's hand, stretched his arms neatly and stood on the spot, let Mu Huaiyuan untie the two laces on his right lapel, and then undo the inner layer of lace after opening the outer skirt.

Emperor Taixing was very extravagant, even inside and outside the palace there was an atmosphere of extravagance.Simple and warm styles are seldom touched. In order to show financial resources, they wear layer by layer shirts that are supposed to be cool.As a prince, Shenlong naturally couldn't escape this trend, and what he was wearing today was a blue cross-neck gown that deepened layer by layer.

If he was wearing jackets, he only needed to wear three jackets on a cold spring day, but he was wearing a seven-layer shirt.

The outermost pieces were just pulling off the laces, which already made Shenlong's ears red and bleeding. When he untied the innermost round-neck double-breasted blouse that was stuck to the skin, he finally couldn't help it, and pressed Mu Huaiyuan in his hand. The hands that unfastened the jade buttons on his chest.

"Your Highness's face is so red, do you have a fever?" Mu Huaiyuan grasped Shenlong's small hand in the palm of his hand, and touched his forehead with the other hand.

The smooth and full forehead was covered under the wide palm, and even the slender curved eyebrows were covered. Mu Huaiyuan whispered, "The forehead is not hot, why is the face so hot?" He pressed his forehead against his neck.

Shenlong's eyes widened, he stood motionless, his mind went blank, and he completely lost the ability to cope.

What just, just happened?

Shenlong came back to his senses again, Mu Huaiyuan had already unbuttoned all the jade buttons on the last layer of his inner shirt - his thin chest was exposed in the air, so green and immature that Shenlong felt ashamed.

Shenlong pulled up his skirt to cover up his short-bone figure of a miserable green boy.

Mu Huaiyuan's fingers pressed down on Shenlong, took him off and took off his clothes together, leaned forward to check his shoulders carefully, and heaved a sigh of relief after making sure that there were no traces left, stepped back a step, and greeted the maid, "Serve Your Highness to wash up, Change into loose clothes."

Walking so fast and showing no nostalgia, it really must be my own overthinking.

Shenlong lowered his eyes to look at his body, which was worthless because of his desperate efforts to grow, obediently, Lu Luo led someone to remove his bun, comb his hair, wash his face, soak his feet, and put on a white tunic.

It was cold at night, and the maid would never let the Second Highness, who had changed clothes, run around.They opened the side room next to the sleeping hall, set up ten braziers, and spread a thick layer of wolf fur blankets on the couch before inviting the Second Highness over.

After everything was done, the companions who were taken by the ladies of the court to settle down were brought over to greet Shenlong formally.

Zhou Rong, who had always been very lively, saw Mu Huaiyuan's real person's eyes lit up.He walked a few steps quickly and came to Mu Huaiyuan, and suddenly found that Mu Huaiyuan was half a head taller than himself.

Zhou Rong lowered his face, and sullenly hid back to the side of the young man who helped him out at the beginning.

Da Zhou’s beauty is tall and vigorous. Emperor Taixing and Empress Cui are both tall. Shenlong has excellent genetics. He is already seven feet tall at the age of 13, and he has never been a dwarf in the reading room.It's just that he is sitting at this time, and his height is not obvious.

All the companions stood together, and Mu Huaiyuan was a whole head taller than the other five!

The proud height coupled with Mu Huaiyuan's incomparable misty spirit, really looks like a wild crane standing in a flock of chickens, no wonder Zhou Rong refuses to step forward and finds himself unhappy.

The author has something to say:

Shenlong: Wow, you are so tall.

Mu Huaiyuan: Silly boy, this is called Gong's aura.