"Heh, you don't have to comfort me, in fact, in your heart, you also have doubts about me, don't you?" Nan Rongliang looked at Xiahou Ying lightly.

Xiahou Ying, who was said to have hit her heart, turned her head slightly, avoiding Nan Rongliang's sight.

"You think I stole the silver tickets." Nan Rongliang looked at Xiahou Ying steadily, and said word by word.

"Uh...... I'm just thinking about it casually, don't worry about it, Your Royal Highness! Xiahou Ying grinned at Nan Rongliang and smiled awkwardly.

Looking at Xiahou Ying's unwilled smile, Nan Rongliang only felt a little more bitter in his heart. Even if everyone in the world thinks he is a useless kid, he doesn't care, but he doesn't want the people in front of him to see him like this......

As Xiahou Ying said, Nan Rongliang's aunt, Nan Rongyuwei, the Holy Queen of Shuoyue, has always been extremely fond of Nan Rongliang, even more than her own four princes.

When he was a child, Nan Rongliang, who was still ignorant, was also complacent about his aunt's pampering of him. also studied hard and practiced martial arts in order to please my aunt even more. But later, when Nan Rongliang really began to show his edge, his nightmare officially began.

I don't remember from which day, Nan Rongliang found that the partners in the palace who used to play with him suddenly stopped paying attention to him. Those people either surrounded the crown prince or the four princes, but they kept him alone forever.

The young Nan Rongliang couldn't understand why his partners treated him like that, and when he cried and told his father about his grievances, all he got was Nan Rong Ranhui's indifference.

Later, those former friends no longer just isolated Nan Rongliang, they began to bully him in the school, shredding his textbooks, taking away his inkstone, and even putting snakes in his bookcase......

It was a time that made Nan Rongliang still have palpitations when he remembered it, how many midnight dreams, Nan Rongliang would still be shocked into a cold sweat. But it was also at that time that he encountered a touch of warm sunshine in his life.

Nan Rongliang will always remember that time, when he was bullied again by those princes in the academy and covered in scars, and secretly hid under the tree to wipe his tears, the hand that handed him a handkerchief.

The hand is white and tender, the handkerchief is also fragrant, Nan Rongliang has never smelled such a good aroma, and the smile of the owner of the handkerchief is also warm, she is obviously half a head shorter than Nan Rongliang, but she comforts Nan Rongliang like a big sister.

The man told Nan Rongliang that those princes were jealous of him, so they bullied him.

Later, people were surprised to find that the two-year-old Pingyuan Wang Shizi, who was literate at the age of two, recited poetry at the age of three, and was talented and intelligent in martial arts at the age of five, became more and more stupid. Not only is the homework getting worse and worse, but even the temperament is becoming more and more perverse.

Later, those princes who used to bully Nan Rongliang gradually stopped taking care of Nan Rongliang, and Nan Rongliang slowly became a veritable gentleman.

Once, Nan Rongliang also thought that it would be better to live a life in a mess, which could be regarded as a leisure. But today, he suddenly didn't want to continue like this, he didn't care about the eyes of the world, but he didn't want to be looked down upon by the people in front of him!

"Believe it or not, I didn't steal that money." Nan Rongliang looked at Xia Houying coldly and said.

"Oh......" Xiahou Ying moved her body a little awkwardly, avoiding Nan Rongliang's gaze, for some reason, she actually felt that Nan Rongliang's eyes seemed to be different from before, and she was inexplicably a little scared.