The Prince's Favorite: I Found a Little Ancestor

The prince, Qin Shixu, is as cold as the moon and as gentle as water. When he was out on the lake that day, he saw the young master Song Jingyu being pushed on the bow of a boat and playing around, and he mistakenly thought he was being bullied. "Stop." He brushed away the crowd and protected the red-faced boy behind him. Little did he know that Song Jingyu just lost the game and was acting coquettishly. Little did he know that the young master was relying on him to protect him—— "Brother, I have nowhere to go." Song Jingyu tugged on his sleeves, her eyes wet, "Can you pick me up and take me home?"