Things that fall from the altar go against your wishes (please stay tuned)
Pei Yuheng will always remember that afternoon when he secretly handed the note to Xiao Jingcheng in the school with the two words he wrote crookedly.
He was fifteen years old at that time and the eldest son of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, while Xiao Jingcheng was only twelve years old and an unpopular prince. Pei Yuheng relied on how much older he was and how fair and well-behaved Xiao Jingcheng was, so he always used different ways to tease him.
"Jing Cheng, what do these two words mean?" Pei Yuheng handed the crumpled paper to the little prince who was reading, with a narrow smile on his lips.
Jamel Xiao looked up and blinked with his clear eyes. He was wearing plain moon-white prince uniforms, his hair was tied loosely with a hosta, and he looked younger than his actual age.
"Spring... Palace..." Xiao Jingcheng realized something was wrong after reading it...
