Kisses for Big Brother Crown Prince

In the prosperous Great Zhou, palace halls tower majestically, resplendent with gold and jade. Crown Prince Li Hong is renowned throughout the land for his benevolence. His guard, Fan Yuan, has served by his side since childhood, utterly loyal and exceptionally skilled in martial arts. Though their stations are worlds apart, they are as close as brothers, bound by deep affection.

One day, a sudden change sweeps through the palace. Treacherous ministers scheme against Crown Prince Li Hong, and he is framed and imprisoned. When Fan Yuan hears the news, he is frantic with worry. He sneaks into the imperial palace at night, determined to rescue his master from danger.

On a dark and windy night, Fan Yuan, clad in black, moves as lightly as a swallow through the palace walls. He grips a long sword, its blade gleaming coldly and reflecting his resolute face. The palace is heavily guarded, but his mind is fixed on nothing but the crown prince's safety.

Hearing footsteps drawing near, Fan Yuan darts aside and hides in the shadows. Several guards hurry past, and their conversation reveals where the crown prince is being held. Fan Yuan's heart tightens. Once they have gone, he follows them without a sound.

In a dim secret chamber, Fan Yuan sees Crown Prince Li Hong chained to the wall, his face pale and his breathing faint. Fury burns within Fan Yuan. His brows draw together, and his eyes flash like lightning. He quietly opens the chamber door and slips inside.

"Your Highness, your servant Fan Yuan has come." Fan Yuan calls softly, his voice trembling slightly.

Hearing him, Li Hong slowly raises his head. Seeing Fan Yuan, a flash of delight crosses his eyes. "Fan Yuan, how did you get here?"

"I heard that Your Highness had fallen into danger, so I came to rescue you." With that, Fan Yuan swings his sword and cuts through the chains, then helps Li Hong to his feet.

But just then, footsteps thunder outside the door, and a group of guards rushes in. Fan Yuan shields Li Hong behind him, holding his long sword across his chest, his gaze blazing. The guards draw their blades and face them. A fierce battle is about to begin.