The Tsundere Prince and His Madcap Young Lord

Two male leads, both physically and emotionally pure, happy ending, plenty of sweetness Setup: Zhou Zishu is the Seventh Prince; Wen Kexing is the young heir of the Chu Xiang Prince's residence. “Guards, drag them away and feed them to the wolves at the manor.” Wen Kexing's icy voice rang out, utterly devoid of warmth. Li Zewen certainly had terrible taste. What sort of people had he picked? The ones throwing themselves at him were bad enough, but one of them had even tried to sneak into his bed. What a nuisance. Wen Kexing's hand gripped the tray so tightly that the veins stood out, revealing just how displeased he was. “Let them go. They have nothing to do with this.” Zhou Zishu had come to his senses by now. He extended a pale wrist and beckoned Wen Kexing with a finger. Qingyun and Anxue lowered their eyes as soon as Zhou Zishu held out his wrist. Wen Kexing gazed at the exposed stretch of his fair skin, growing a little displeased. “A-Xu, why do you always take outsiders' side? We're the ones who are family.” Once everyone had left, Wen Kexing dutifully helped Zhou Zishu get dressed and attended to his morning wash. The whole time, he behaved like a little eunuch tending to his master, following every rule to the letter without the slightest overstep. Usually, he used the excuse of helping Zhou Zishu wash up to sneak in a little touching. Now that he was being so proper, Zhou Zishu found himself unused to it. It seemed this proud, haughty cat had really gotten its fur ruffled today. Zhou Zishu turned the matter over in his mind, wondering how to smooth it down. Wen Kexing sulked and ate in silence. He was making it so obvious that he was upset, yet A-Xu still wouldn't comfort him. And even if he wouldn't soothe him, he could at least explain himself, but he couldn't even be bothered to do that.