Regarding Prince Su, aside from the well-known fact in the capital that he was fierce and not to be trifled with, it was also an open secret that he was a perpetual bachelor.

The border regions were actually not lacking in women. First, after men were convicted of crimes, their female family members would often be exiled to the border regions to serve as military prostitutes for the soldiers to release their desires. In addition to these military prostitutes, there were also many secret prostitutes in the border towns who specialized in doing business with the soldiers, and some of them were quite attractive.

Therefore, many officers in the army who looked down on the haggard military prostitutes were happy to spend some money during their time off to seek pleasure in the border towns.

Those who were more generous would simply keep one or two secret prostitutes to avoid sharing with others and feeling uncomfortable.

But none of this had anything to do with Prince Su. He had been at the border for eight years and had been celibate for eight years.

Of course, this did not mean that he had any unspeakable problems with a certain part of his body. Although his desires were not strong, he was not completely unresponsive and would occasionally take care of himself. It was just that in his consistent view, rather than spending money on women, it was better to save some money to buy a few more jars of good wine.

Although he was not short of money.

After returning to the capital, his imperial brother had sent many beauties to his residence. These beauties, carefully selected from thousands, were far more beautiful than the women in the border regions who had been weathered by the wind and sand. They had been meticulously cared for and specially trained, each with skin like congealed lard, faces like spring flowers, and figures more alluring than the last.

His imperial brother had considered it very thoughtfully, sending him dozens of them one after another, covering various faces and figures, and even including a few handsome boys.

However, he still had no interest in these beauties. The fawning and cloying looks they cast at him, as well as the overpowering scent of rouge and powder on their bodies, were really not to his liking. So, except for glancing at them a couple of times when the palace eunuchs brought them, he never paid attention to these beauties again and never went to the rear courtyard.

In short, before meeting Xie Ming, Prince Su had always felt that he really had no appreciation for beauty. He also did not understand why some sons of noble families, like the Second Prince, were immersed in various men and women all day long, without any self-control as befitting a son of a noble family.

Until that day, when he glimpsed half of Xie Ming's profile from the window of the restaurant, the emptiness and greed that welled up in his heart suddenly made him realize that it was not that he was born unable to appreciate beauty, but that he had lived for so long without encountering anyone beautiful enough to move his heart.

For example, he had always disliked the scent of perfume on others, but now, smelling the faint fragrance on the young man's body, he forgot all his previous thoughts and only felt refreshed throughout his body. He buried his nose in the person's neck, sniffing for a long time and still not satisfied, even licking and biting the smooth and delicate skin.

"Hiss--"

He Yan was stunned for a moment, and only came back to his senses when the person's bite hurt him, realizing that he was still being taken advantage of by this night-assaulting scoundrel.

"Let go." He Yan said calmly.

In the night, the young man's voice lost its anger and sounded exceptionally calm.

Hearing the young man's composed and even cold tone, Prince Su's courage, which he had mustered up over half a month, deflated by more than half. After sending Xie Ming back to the residence that day, he had begun to gather information about Xie Ming.

Upon learning that Xie Ming only liked to make friends with beautiful people and despised rough and crude men the most in his life, he no longer dared to make any moves.

After all, with his appearance and physique, it was obviously unlikely that he would receive any good treatment from Xie Ming.

So, although he was impatient to directly bring the person back to the Prince Su Mansion, after understanding the young man's personality, he decided to restrain his nature and take a gradual approach.

But what made him extremely angry was that Xie Ming's rejection of him was still much more severe than he had imagined. Such a playful person had actually not left the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion for a full half month, obviously frightened by the intimacy he had shown that day and deliberately avoiding him.

Was he that detestable?

Prince Su endured for half a month, and seeing that Xie Ming showed no intention of going out, he finally could not hold back. Driven by anger and desire, he quietly slipped into the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion in the middle of the night and audaciously attacked the young master who was halfway through undressing.

But after that impulse passed and his head cooled down, he regretted it again.

His image in Xie Ming's mind was already unfavorable, and now that he had done such an impulsive thing, Xie Ming would probably be angry with him for the rest of his life.

He wanted to have Xie Ming, but he did not want to do it by force.

At worst, he would wait a little longer. Anyway, the border no longer needed him to be stationed there all the time, and he would be living in the capital most of the time in the future. Xie Ming could not possibly never go out for the rest of his life, and sooner or later he would be caught by him.

"Are you letting go or not?" Seeing that the man was still not letting go, He Yan kicked him in the leg and slightly raised his voice, sounding a few degrees colder than before, with a hint of anger.

The servant outside should have been dealt with by Prince Su. The two of them were not speaking softly, but no one had come to knock on the door to ask about the commotion.

Prince Su suddenly came back to his senses from his regret and hurriedly obediently let go of his arms that were restraining the young man in his embrace.

He Yan frowned and rubbed his arms. Prince Su's grip was not light, and it made his still delicate body ache a little.

Prince Su lowered his head and looked at the young man's exquisite features, which carried a hint of impatience under the dim candlelight, and his mood became even heavier.

It was over. He seemed to have hurt the person...

He Yan glanced at Prince Su, who was standing there like a block of stone, his already fierce-looking face becoming even more ferocious due to his nervousness.

Regarding Prince Su, before knowing that he was his beloved, He Yan had originally held a faint disdain for him, placing him in the same position as the Second Prince. The only difference was that the Second Prince was easy to deal with, while Prince Su was a big trouble.

But after learning Prince Su's true identity, He Yan automatically put on a filter that was a full ten meters thick. Looking at the man's fierce yet timid appearance, he actually felt an indescribable cuteness.

Even that fierce face became more and more pleasing to the eye the more he looked at it.

He Yan sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea. The tea had just been brought in by the servant before he left, and still retained a hint of warmth at this moment.

The room suddenly became extremely quiet. Except for the faint sound of the burning candle and He Yan drinking water, there was no other noise.

Prince Su's mood was still incredibly heavy at this moment, but seeing the young man's lips glistening from being moistened by the tea, his heart inappropriately surged with a strong desire to bite down on them, and his eyes also became passionate.

He Yan looked up at him and happened to meet that blatant gaze. Prince Su felt a moment of panic, and even his breathing became disordered.

At this time, he should have tried his best to make some amends for his impulse. Now... it seemed he had made things even worse.

"Come here." The young man sitting in the chair narrowed those bewitching eyes, looked him up and down twice, and suddenly said two words that he did not expect.

Prince Su was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly walked to the young man's side. It's just that since he was tall to begin with, and his physique was extremely oppressive, now standing in front of the young man, he almost completely enveloped him.

He Yan looked up at him, then lightly kicked Prince Su's calf, and said in a light voice, "Why are you so tall?" He did not like this feeling of being overwhelmed.

He actually didn't scold him when he opened his mouth.

Xie Ming's attitude towards him... didn't seem to be very obviously angry?

Prince Su's heart, which had cooled halfway, suddenly warmed up again, feeling that things might not be as bad as he had imagined.

After He Yan said that, he paused, pointed at him, then pointed at his own legs, "Sit down, you lie down there."

In all his life, Prince Su had never been ordered to sit on the ground while someone pointed at his nose. In the past, those who dared to disrespect him were either personally dealt with by him or by his imperial brother.

But... looking at the young man's legs, which were only wrapped in a layer of inner clothing, he couldn't help but swallow, as if he was under a spell, and sat down on the ground without any principles, carefully resting his head on the young man's legs.

The young man's thighs were indeed very soft, so soft that he...

Prince Su's breathing began to become heavy uncontrollably.

Xie Ming didn't let him go, and even took the initiative to let him get close. Did it mean... what he thought it meant?

You should know, in the information about Xie Ming submitted by his subordinates, this young master was extremely delicate and hated having any physical contact with others. Except for the few friends he acknowledged, if anyone else dared to touch his sleeve, he would angrily scold them.

He Yan stroked the man's head. Perhaps it was because he had experienced a lot on the frontier, but Prince Su's hair was very hard and a bit rough to the touch, completely different from the extremely nice and soft hair of the Emperor in his previous life.

He touched it with interest a few times, and suddenly asked, "Did you come today with the intention of directly doing me?"

Prince Su, who was eager to reach out to his beloved: ".................."

He did have this thought when he came, but he was completely cowed by the young man's two sentences just now. He only hoped that the young man wouldn't be too angry because of his impulsiveness today, let alone dare to think of anything else.

Prince Su thought for a moment, then rubbed his head against the young man's legs in a pleasing manner. However, it was obvious that he was not very skilled in this. His movements were too stiff and forceful, as if he was pushing against someone, and did not have the effect of pleasing at all.

"Sorry, you can hit me."

Even when apologizing, the man's voice was still stiff, as if he was looking for trouble.

He Yan felt a little amused in his heart. Seeing the man's clumsy appearance, he couldn't control his bad mood to continue teasing him. He deliberately said coldly, "Forget it. If I hit a dignified prince, who knows, our entire Marquis Mansion might have to go to prison in a couple of days."

Prince Su only felt his throat tighten, and said urgently, "No... don't be angry."

But He Yan suddenly moved his legs and lightly stepped on him, his voice playful, "Then please explain, Prince Su, what does this mean?"

Author's Note:

Shou (putting on a filter in one second): Come, come, come, thigh for you.

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