BaiYing sat and with his head on his hands, the morning class, the dance class, he and the other concubines were required to learn to dance by the Queen for the show that would be held a few days from now, at the Emperorâs annual birthday.
This is a bad idea, since when can he dance?
this is very annoying. His sister can dance, but heâs not her.
Muâer approached BaiYing who was sitting alone.
âSister Yen, what are you thinking? Why havenât you changed your clothes yet?â Asked the little girl, BaiYing turned his head, changed clothes? What for? His eyes widened wide seeing Muâerâs changed her clothes already, this is impossible, he really has to wear that? clothes which showed the whole shoulders and back, especially the stomach, this is too much for him.
âC-can we not wear that? The clothes are so thin and transparent, how if we catch a cold?â The question made Muâer chuckle.
âHehehe, sister is cute, we wonât catch a cold, this is a special outfit for this type of dance, itâs a bit open, but according to ChaiMa, state guests are used to seeing dancers in their home countries wearing clothes like this, so itâs not strange anymore, come on, Iâll help you dresses upâ
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BaiYing raised his hand, he got up from his seat.
âN no, sister you donât have to, Yenâer can do it.â
Not long after that, the dance class started, like it or not, BaiYing had to wear thin sexy clothes that revealed his flat stomach, his shoulders, and his long legs, BaiYing did have flawless skin so it was fine for him to show it off, luckily the chest part is a bit closed so he doesnât have to worry that everyone will find out about his fake chest, this is so tense, how can he get involved deeper into all this, when is he planning to get out? Couldnât he run away anymore? Then what about his head? How long is he going to pretend? Owh this is awful.
While shaking his stiff waist following the trainer in front of them, BaiYing trying to put on a calm face.
âHeheâ smiled back at Lanâer who turned to him.
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Shortly thereafter,
On the shore of the LuiHe lake which was located around the pavilion.
BaiYing sat behind the rock which became his newest favourite spot when he was upset, luckily the Second Prince had already gone back to his palace, so he could be there without anyone disturbing him, even BaiYing had to run away from his two maids so he could sit there daydreaming.
BaiYing sat behind a large rock looking far ahead, the afternoon sky was so beautiful, it was not as hot as daytime, leaving only the warmth of the sun on his skin.
The sound of ducks roaming with his group could be heard from a distance, maybe they would soon pass in front of him, BaiYing tightened his clothes as the wind started to get colder. He had to bring the coat next time if he wanted to stay there any longer.
The atmosphere was so calm, there was no ChaiMa shouting voice, there was no chatter of the concubines who kept on talking, there was no worried voice of his two maids, and especially, there is no pervert person who was always so happy to disturb him, all the peaceful time he longed for.
BaiYing took a deep breath.
Will he be in that palace forever?
Then what about his family? Why didnât his father and stepmother give him any news when he could come out? Did they really leave him there alone? Donât they care if he might lose his head?
BaiYing sat with his knees folded up into his head, taking another heavy breath, it looks like he is going to die silly there.
âSighedâ
BaiYing curled up his body because the air was getting colder, while he was still daydreaming suddenly someone put a coat on his back, unexpectedly.
âThe air is so cold and youâre not in very good condition, do you want to pass out again?â LuoXiangâs voice, BaiYing raise his head looked up to see the Crown Prince who was already standing beside him carrying a coat to cover his back, the tall man slowly sat beside him, even when BaiYing was still stunned, LuoXiang had already grabbed BaiYing two palms and rubbed them.
âLook at your hands, itâs so cold.â
LuoXiang raised BaiYingâs small palms, blew heat in, and rubbed it again.
âYour face looks tired, we better go back to the room and rest, Iâve asked the palace chef to cook your favourite chicken soup, and when we get back the soup might be ready.â
BaiYing could not pull his hand, the Crown Prince held it with his two big hands, his face now looked so good looking in the dim light towards the evening, sometimes, BaiYing wondered which face he could trust from the Crown Prince, this face? Or the other face when that person pushed him roughly on the bed last night and tore off his clothes, he didnât expect much, but, looking at Luo Xiangâs face at this time is enough to make him feel comfortable.
âYour Majesty, how do you know Iâm here?â BaiYing asked.
LuoXiang rolled his eyes, thinking about how he should answer. Of course, He knew BaiYing there, because his bodyguard keeps followed him to secretly watch his movements, wherever or whatever he did, even though he was always busy with his work, LuoXiang never missed the news about BaiYing, since the incident of the Second Prince who secretly teased BaiYing behind him.
âEmm just passing by, what is, is YingYing thinking now? Why are you sitting here alone?â
BaiYing thought.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âEm, I just happened to pass by, servant is bored.â
LuoXiang smiled, he raised his hand to stroke BaiYingâs front hair which was swept away by the wind.
âLetâs go back to the room, tonight I will help you knit, you havenât collected it because you havenât finished yet right? According to mother, you are so slow, but she thinks because you were sick so she quite understandsâ
BaiYing stopped and saw Luo Xiangâs face which is so close to him now. The pair of large round eyes that blinked many times, LuoXiang gulps, not knowing what was in BaiYingâs head at this moment, until suddenly.
âJust wait here for a moment Your Highnessâ
BaiYing put his head slowly on Luo Xiangâs shoulders, just leaning his head-on with a distant gaze in front of him.
LuoXiang stuttered, he couldnât move, afraid that BaiYing would change his mind and raise his head, so he could only remain like a statue.
âEh YingYingâ
He raised his hand and gently stroked BaiYingâs head.
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