"Why?" Yunting looked up and saw the prince's gloomy face, and immediately realized that he was jealous.

"Women should dress appropriately and generously. What the hell is this? You are not allowed to wear it out. You are not allowed to have such thoughts in the future." Jun Yuanyou's voice was cold and there was no room for doubt.

"Your Majesty, are you angry or jealous?" Yunting teased him deliberately.

"Both." Jun Yuanyou confessed.

"That's alright. Your Majesty gave me such a face today. If you don't want to wear it, I won't wear it to go to the hot spring." Yunting said extremely obediently.

A hint of satisfaction flashed across Jun Yuanyou's cold face. He walked to the desk and continued to draw the unfinished painting.

The lines on the painting have been outlined with a pen, and only the coloring is left. Jun Yuanyou's brows and eyes are a little gentler, so he takes the pen and starts painting.

Seeing him like this, with a serious look on his face and serious about painting, Yunting didn't say anything. She took out all the things she had packed before and started to sort them out.

"Your Majesty, how long should we stay for the Peach Blossom Festival?" Yunting asked.

"The Peach Blossom Festival lasts for about ten days every year. The place is very big. In addition to the entire peach forest, you can also ride horses and archery, and have various performances. There are many special snacks at the foot of the mountain, and there are also farmyards for tourists to rest.

Or accommodation, you can stay a few more days if you like." Jun Yuanyou replied.

"That's so good. Then I have to pack a few more sets of clothes so that we can stay longer." Yunting packed up her and the prince's clothes, food, and necessary medicinal materials. ia

In the huge room, Jun Yuan was painting quietly. From time to time, he looked up at Yunting and saw her busy packing the two people's things, which made her heart warm.

Happiness is like quicksand at the fingertips. The tighter you hold it, the faster it drains away. Or it is these ordinary days that pass by like a fleeting year, which are the most real, beautiful and touching.

He painted for Yunting, and Yunting packed her clothes. This mutual understanding made Jun Yuanyou smile a little bit.

When Yunting turned around, she saw Jun Yuanyou staring directly at her, and was a little surprised: "Your Majesty, why are you looking at me like this?"

"It's nothing. I never thought that one day a woman would be with me and wash my hands and make soup for me." Jun Yuanyou's magnetic and pleasant voice came.

"What does this mean? If you like it, you can choose any woman from the entire capital or even the four countries." Yunting joked.kΑ

Jun Yuanyou's face turned cold: "There are thousands of women in the world, but they are not as good as you."

Yunting was so moved that she cried: "Your Majesty, you are very good at talking, but I like to listen."

"I tell the truth."

"Since the Crown Prince makes me so happy, I'll give you a big gift." Yunting happened to be packing up the rouge and gouache, and walked over with a piece of snail in her hand.

"What kind of gift?" Jun Yuanyou asked curiously.

"Your Majesty, you are so good-looking, especially your eyebrows, which are like thick ink and have a particularly handsome shape. Let me draw your eyebrows for you." Yunting said, reaching out her hand.

Jun Yuanyou was amused by him: "Fool, how can anyone draw eyebrows for men? It's all men who draw eyebrows for women."

"What's wrong with this? As long as the prince and I are happy for each other, there's no need to pay so much attention. Prince, please sit down quickly." Yunting pulled him to sit on the chair without any explanation, and then stretched out her hand.

Although Jun Yuanyou was a little awkward, he didn't push Yunting away and let her do whatever she wanted.

Looking at the prince's exquisite facial features, they are as sharp as a knife, with sharp angles, three-dimensional lines, and as deep as the sea, especially those ink-colored eyes, which are cold, cold, but affectionate. They are like sculptures written by an artist, perfect.

A slight flaw, like a work of art, takes away the charm of the spring moon and snowy moon. Seeing the excitement in people's hearts, they can't help but want to fall into it.

Yunting praised: "Your Majesty, your face is simply unbelievably handsome. If you were with us, you would definitely outshine those little freshmen and first-line male celebrities."

Jun Yuanyou frowned: "Where are you?"

"Yes, they are opera singers. You see, these opera singers are very handsome in their costumes. Your face doesn't need to be dressed up, Prince, you are so handsome. No wonder those women can't walk when they see you." Yunting interrupted, how could she?

I also forgot that this is ancient times.

"How can those actors compare with this prince?" Jun Yuanyou's voice was a bit colder.

In this ancient time, actors had the least status. They relied on showing off and singing to win the joy and rewards of others, so most people looked down on actors.

"I just said it casually, Prince, why are you still serious?" Yunting began to help him draw his eyebrows.

With gentle and careful movements, he painted Jun Yuan's dark eyebrows one stroke at a time.

Jun Yuanyou's hand on his lap clenched slightly. It was the first time someone helped him draw his eyebrows. Fortunately, he was in the room, otherwise he would have laughed out loud if someone saw him.

But seeing Yunting's extremely serious look and feeling her gentle painting, the corners of Jun Yuanyou's lips raised slightly.

Suddenly the door of the room was pushed open from outside: "Boy Jun, old man, I'm looking for you-----" Before Luo Lao could finish his words, he was really shocked when he saw the two people in the room.

Jun Yuanyou looked a little embarrassed, but he hid it only for a moment, and his face returned to coldness: "What does Mr. Luo want from me?"

"What did I ask you for? Oops, I forgot about it. You continue, continue. I'm leaving first." Mr. Luo left in shock, not forgetting to close the door for them.

Yunting laughed out loud: "Mr. Luo is probably scared by me."

"You, you have never painted a man's eyebrows before. If you are so ingenious, I'm afraid Mr. Luo will have to wait for several days." Jun Yuanyou said fondly, without the slightest blame.

"Everything must set a precedent. Now, Prince, you are enjoying it too, aren't you?"

Hearing the word "enjoy", Jun Yuanyou's eyes deepened: "Since Madam helped me to work hard on my eyebrows, I must give you some reward."

Just when Yunting wanted to say no, Jun Yuanyou pulled her whole body hard and brought her into his arms. Jun Yuanyou lowered his head and kissed Yunting's lips.

The taste of this girl's lips is soft, with a hint of sweetness, like a delicious pastry, which makes Jun Yuanyou linger every time.

Jun Yuanyou's movements were gentle and affectionate, as if he were caring for a treasure, and he was extremely gentle.

Yunting couldn't stand the prince's tenderness the most. Her whole mind went blank. She was drowned in Jun Yuanyou's tenderness before she could even respond, and she responded instinctively.

In the huge room, the two people hugged and kissed each other, which was extremely warm.

Outside the house, after Mr. Luo went out, he seemed to have lost his soul. He bumped into a pillar in the yard while walking.

"Ouch, it hurts!" Luo Lao grinned.

"Mr. Luo, are you okay? Why did you hit the pillar so well?" The housekeeper came over and happened to see this scene, and it was too late to stop him.

Mr. Luo said with a serious face: "Young boy Jun is crazy!"

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing a heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlap and blend with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The walls in the city are in ruins, and everything is in decay. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and broken flesh, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that used to be bustling with people are now deserted.

The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now.

Only the blood and mud mixed with the minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud and was full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft of the carriage, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness.

His turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, and he looked lonely at the mottled rocks in front of him.

There, a figure was lying down.

This is a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes are in tatters and covered with dirt, and he has a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, occasionally observing its surroundings vigilantly.

It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog.

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