Your Highness Says I Look Beautiful When I Act Crazy

"The Short-Lived Tyrant I Raised Back to Life" Please add to your collection Shen Yan died. On the road to exile, he was pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows. He was well and truly dead. The good news was that Shen Yan could still live, as long as he completed the tasks issued by the System. Task: Help the Third Prince win you over. Shen Yan: I don't understand. Who's winning over whom? System: You let him win you over. Shen Yan laughed. “You may not know this, but I used to be his study companion. We grew up together.” System: Great. Task difficulty lowered to three stars. Shen Yan continued laughing. “We used to eat and live together, and even sleep in the same bed.” System: Even better. Task difficulty lowered to one star. Shen Yan beamed. “Later, I pushed him off the viewing pavilion. He lost the use of both legs. I was exiled three thousand li.” System: ??? Beep Task difficulty: You might as well just die. * The Third Prince, Xiao Che, was born in the Cold Palace and suffered endless abuse and humiliation as a child. After enduring countless hardships and making countless plans, he finally came within one step of the supreme throne. But the person he had regarded as a kindred spirit personally pushed him into the abyss, leaving him completely crippled. Xiao Che dreamed of Shen Yan every night, thinking of how he would kill him with his own hands. In the fifth year of his disability, Xiao Che finally had Shen Yan back. His thin hand, wasted by illness, gently caressed the man's face. “Guess how much strength someone as useless as me has to use to snap your neck?” Just when everyone thought Shen Yan was done for, he suddenly tilted his head up and kissed the Third Prince on the lips. A loud smooch. Shocked, Xiao Che shoved him away, his ears red with anger. “Shen Yan, have you gone mad?” Shen Yan sat on the floor and looked at him innocently. “Your Highness, you were the one who forced yourself on me first...” Xiao Che gritted his teeth. “Do you really think I won't kill you?” Shen Yan sat up, cupped his face, and murmured, “I even let you kiss me, Your Highness. What more do you want...?” * Shen Yan returned to the capital. The gambling houses started taking bets on how many days the Third Prince would let Shen Yan live. But Shen Yan went up to the prince's residence with a smile and knocked on the gate. “Your Highness, open up. I'm back again...” !!! After five years in exile, had Shen Yan gone mad in that barbarous land? He'd actually come to the prince's door to get himself killed. The Seventh Prince: “Why haven't you killed Shen Yan yet, Third Brother? What are you waiting for?” Xiao Che rubbed his fingertips together. “Wait a little longer. I want to see just how mad he is.” On the first day after Shen Yan returned to the capital, he didn't die. He was a little crazy. On the second day after Shen Yan returned to the capital, he still hadn't died. He kept acting crazy. On the third day after Shen Yan returned to the capital, he was still alive, and his madness showed no signs of stopping... On the nth day after Shen Yan returned to the capital, someone tried to kill him. After searching high and low, they finally found Shen Yan fast asleep in the Third Prince's bed. The Third Prince stared coldly at the assassin, then snapped his neck with his own hands. Message: A young man fears neither thorns nor setbacks, and always grows toward the sun