The Little Guard Is Spoiling the Prince Again

[Complete! Please leave a five-star review~] [Harmless, big-hearted little guard bottom × gentle, scheming, deeply devoted prince top] When Dong Yu accepted a secret order to go to Luodu and assassinate Prince Jing, Tan Changxin, he had no idea he would fall so deeply for the man. The first step in infiltrating Prince Jing's residence as a guard was to try poisoning Tan Changxin's food. But when Dong Yu saw a plate of scallion-splashed rabbit, a dish he'd never even heard of, he couldn't help swallowing. Surely one bite wouldn't hurt? After tasting it: It's such a shame to poison a rabbit this delicious, isn't it? When poisoning failed, he switched to assassination. Dong Yu changed into his night clothes, tucked a dagger into his belt, and broke into Tan Changxin's room. The tall, slender man was leaning against the bathtub with his eyes half-closed, his strong muscles faintly visible through the steam. Dong Yu covered his eyes and ran back out: Aaaah, why is he taking a bath?! It'd be so undignified to die like this, wouldn't it? His assassination attempts kept failing, so Dong Yu had no choice but to play the long game. One day, after going to great lengths to switch assignments with someone else, he finally got to leave with Tan Changxin. But they were ambushed along the way, and Dong Yu rushed out of the crowd to take a knife for him. He grinned viciously: I said I'd kill him, so don't try to steal my credit! * From then on, Dong Yu finally earned Tan Changxin's trust and became his personal guard. "Dong Yu, come over and massage my shoulders. Your technique's not bad. Have you studied massage?" "Dong Yu, didn't you say you'd studied? Why does your handwriting look like a dog scratched it out?" "Dong Yu, why are you staring at my pastries again? You're practically drooling!" Dong Yu sat on the steps of the prince's residence, resting his chin in his hands as he stared into space. The prince was so difficult to deal with. Maybe he should just kill him. But even after he raised the knife in his hand, when he bent down he changed his mind and brushed a crumb from the corner of Tan Changxin's mouth. How had the prince gotten a pastry crumb on his mouth? So untidy! Tan Changxin opened his eyes, looking certain of himself. "Were you kissing me?" Dong Yu: "No..." Tan Changxin narrowed his eyes. "A kiss is a kiss. Why won't you admit it? I never said you couldn't." * Dong Yu gave up. So what if he admitted he liked the prince? The prince saved pastries for him. Would anyone else do that? So Dong Yu decided to put off his assassination mission and spend every day hanging around Tan Changxin, eating his food and taking advantage of his hospitality. Only after spending more and more time with Tan Changxin did Dong Yu learn that the prince had always had a beloved in his heart. The prince would gaze at the keepsake left by his beloved before bed and murmur to himself. On the Cold Food Festival, he would miss his beloved and weep until dawn. When the emperor ordered him to marry, he flew into a rage. Everyone in the prince's residence wanted to stay far away from Tan Changxin when he was angry. Only Dong Yu remembered that the prince hadn't eaten dinner yet. He carried in a bowl of his favorite abalone soup, already thinking about how he'd coax the prince into eating. Then he heard Tan Changxin whispering with someone else. Dong Yu froze: "That Mr. Chen the prince has been thinking about all these years was... made up?" "The prince refuses to marry because he's fallen for a..." "A little guard?!" [Reading Guide] 1. One-on-one, both virgins, happy ending. 2. The prince's beloved doesn't actually exist. 3. Logic is out the window, best read without overthinking. 4. Blurb written on 2022.10.17. Theme: Live with passion.