Without saying a word, the Tenth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince rushed towards where the two had rolled down, but at the same time they sensed each other's movements, stopped and turned to look at each other.

An unknown spark ignited between the two, neither willing to back down.

"You've been competing for so long! And you still won't give up!" The Tenth Prince's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth.

The Thirteenth Prince curled his lip, looking smug: "Tenth Brother, you're really shameless! We agreed to see who arrived first, but we arrived at the same time. It's not certain who should admit defeat!"

"You!" The Tenth Prince was so angry that he jumped up and down, wanting to argue with him and make him admit defeat willingly. But the other party ignored him and ran straight downstairs.

Tenth Prince: ...

Tenth Prince: He beat me to it again! I really want to punch him!

Guard: ...Shouldn't we be saving him now? He's the Twelfth Prince, after all! Is this really a good idea?!

After gritting his teeth, the Tenth Prince chased after him without showing any weakness.

The Thirteenth Prince has already found Heyue and the Twelfth Prince.

Heyue was practically cursing; she was so incredibly unlucky! How could something like this happen?!

Although he wasn't seriously injured, the twelfth prince in front of him was clearly not in good condition. His clothes were disheveled and dirty, his brows were furrowed, and he was enduring pain. Despite his disheveled appearance, he still retained his charm.

Such talent at such a young age, what will she be like when she grows up?

Heyue grasped his arm and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

After all, she was injured while saving her, so Heyue was both touched and felt guilty.

He Yue couldn't understand why he would risk his life to save her when they had only met twice and were practically strangers.

From childhood to adulthood, she had seen too many profit-driven and selfish people, but no one had ever treated her so unconditionally well.

Of course, the idea of ​​a hero rescuing a damsel in distress, with the damsel in tears of gratitude repaying him with her own body, is completely unfounded.

He Yue was merely shocked and moved.

The Twelfth Prince glanced at the small hand holding his arm, seemingly feeling no pain at all, and smiled gently: "Is the Princess planning to repay you with her body?"

He Yue was surprised that he still had the mind to joke at a time like this, and was a little amused and exasperated: "You really are..."

Before she could finish speaking, she heard footsteps and a familiar, anxious voice behind her: "Heyue, are you alright?"

The Thirteenth Prince? What brings him here?

Just as Heyue was about to turn her head to look, the Twelfth Prince glanced behind her, then suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered with a light smile, "I didn't expect the Thirteenth Prince to care about you so much."

Heyue's black line.

Why is he getting so close?!

His breath still tickled behind her ear, creating a rather ambiguous atmosphere.

Only He Yue herself knew the inside story.

He did it on purpose!

Heyue turned around and glared at him. The Twelfth Prince laughed happily, a hint of mischief in his eyes: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in your offer of yourself. By the way, I'd like to remind you that it's better for women to be gentle; men like that more."

As she spoke, she glanced, intentionally or unintentionally, at the thirteenth prince who had followed her down.

Who would offer themselves to him?! What a shameless person!

And he actually said she wasn't gentle?!

You're asking for it!

He Yue's eyes blazed with anger, but considering that he had saved her and was injured, she decided not to punish him!

The Thirteenth Prince jumped down and saw how close the Twelfth Prince was to Heyue. His face darkened instantly. He stepped forward, pushed the Twelfth Prince away, hugged Heyue, and glared at the Twelfth Prince: "Twelfth Prince, men and women shouldn't touch each other. Be careful!"

Heyue:……

Twelfth Prince: ...

Who exactly needs to be watched?! Doesn't he feel ashamed?! He Yue gritted her teeth.

The twelfth prince felt extremely sad. This younger brother really treated him differently. He didn't even see that he was injured, yet he still had the heart to do it!

And who said men and women shouldn't touch each other? Who's the one who's so fixated on this?!

Heyue shoved the Thirteenth Prince, angrily shouting, "Can't you be gentler? Can't you see he's injured?!"

The thirteenth prince then noticed and felt a little regretful, but seeing how Heyue was protecting him and even yelling at him on his behalf, he immediately became unhappy.

"You and Twelfth Prince are very close?!" Thirteenth Prince stared at her intently, his voice accusatory.

Thinking about his sister-in-law's intentions, the thirteenth prince's face grew even darker. Could it be that she really had her eye on his twelfth brother?!

Knowing full well what her sister-in-law was thinking, she still got together with her twelfth brother. Was she doing this on purpose? Or was she secretly delighted?!

Realizing the sarcasm in his words, He Yue frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

The thirteenth prince was angry and aggrieved, and she scolded him again!

"Help me up!" Heyue glared at him. "What kind of time is this to be acting like a child!"

He Yue was speechless. She felt like she was dealing with a pet, a pet that had been abandoned by its owner and was feeling sad and resentful.

The thirteenth prince was worried that she was injured, so he obediently helped her up, his movements very careful.

Although Heyue wasn't injured, she sprained her ankle when she rolled down, making it difficult for her to walk.

Seeing the Twelfth Prince standing to the side, and then looking at the Thirteenth Prince's complete disregard for the Twelfth Prince, He Yue felt a strange pang of sympathy for the Twelfth Prince for a second.

This younger brother is... he should be kicked!

“Look, help him up. Can’t you see he’s injured?!” Heyue reminded the Thirteenth Prince, threatening him with her eyes.

The Thirteenth Prince was unhappy, but under the authoritative gaze of the gentle man, he still stepped forward to help the Twelfth Prince up.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Twelfth Prince leaned on the Thirteenth Prince's shoulder, giving him all his weight, and looked at Heyue with a smile: "I never thought that the Thirteenth Prince would have this day. You are really not simple."

It's impossible for Youyue to help him up.

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