Nan Wanchen took a step back, shook his head, and turned to run away.
…
When Wan Ge saw Nan Wan Chen, the boy still had tear stains in the corners of his eyes, and his clothes were dirty, so it was hard to tell if he had fallen.
Wan Ge walked over to the boy and patted his head: "Xiao Chen, why are you crying? Did you hurt yourself?"
Nan Wanchen shook her head. Wange was no longer the crown prince, and his clothes were completely different from before. Apart from Feng Su and two guards at the door, no one was there to take care of him. Seeing this, Nan Wanchen couldn't help but cry again.
Wan Ge gently wiped away his tears: "Don't cry? Where did you hurt yourself? Your brother will put some medicine on it for you."
Nan Wanchen shook her head again: "I'm not in pain... I'm just... just... so sad. Royal brother... sob sob sob..."
Nan Wanchen choked up as he spoke, and Wange only then realized it was because of her being deposed. She stroked his head to comfort him, "Little Chen, don't cry. Your brother is doing well. Little Chen is about to grow up, so you can't cry anymore. Listen to your mother."
"But Mother..." But Mother wants him to become the Crown Prince, to fight for it, but he doesn't want to... It clearly belongs to his elder brother.
Seeing the desolate palace now, Nan Wanchen clenched his hands tightly at his sides again: "I understand, Your Majesty."
"Alright, don't stay here too long, or your mother will worry. Go back soon," Wan Ge said, brushing the dust off his clothes.
Nan Wanchen obediently listened and left reluctantly in the end.
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Not long after Nan Wanchen left, Feng Su came out and said, "Your Highness, you may take a bath now."
Feng Su had no idea that Nan Wanchen had just come by, nor did he know what Wan Ge had said to him. Because he had just been preparing hot water, and there were no other palace maids or eunuchs around Wan Ge, he was the only one left to do those things.
Although Wan Ge tried to stop him, she stopped when she saw how insistent Feng Su was.
Behind the screen, the water in the bathtub was still steaming. Feng Su's fingertips touched the belt on Wan Ge's clothes.
Realizing what the other person wanted to do, Wange grabbed his hand: "I can do it myself, you can go out."
Feng Su breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, replied "yes," and left. As he turned around, you could see that the roots of his ears were turning red.
Actually, Feng Su was nervous, excited, and a little lost.
Previously, others had handled these tasks. Feng Su had never been by Wan Ge's side when she needed to bathe, so he didn't know the specifics of the situation. He simply assumed that someone would help the Crown Prince undress during his bath.
Feng Su knew he had different feelings for Wan Ge, so he was particularly looking forward to seeing it, but he was also very nervous, afraid that he would lose control and let Wan Ge discover the clues.
In truth, every night, Feng Su would have both nightmares and pleasant dreams. Every nightmare was the same: Wan Ge discovered his feelings and felt disgust towards him.
As for his beautiful dreams... Feng Su never dared to recall them, for every time he did, he would blush and feel his heart race.
…
As Wan Ge soaked in the hot water, her thoughts drifted away. She felt that Feng Su treated her very differently from how he had treated her in the past. He seemed to regard her entirely as his savior and a good brother.
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