East Palace Prince's Palace. Dongfang Shentian is still wearing a well-fitting black brocade robe. Sleeve. The piping of the placket is outlined with gold thread. The girdle of the girdle is also trimmed with gold thread. Delicate and elegant green bamboo embroidered in the middle. The waist ornament worn on the waist is a white jade jade pendant that is transparent throughout. The jade spike is bright red. It hung softly against the hem of his shirt at his side.

The prince leans on the armrest of a chair. Slowly get up from your seat. Carefully looked at the proud and upright figure standing in the center of the hall. The well-fitting black brocade clothes just right outline his long and sturdy figure. Dark. Not decadent. Cold. On the contrary, his elegant, cold and refined temperament is vividly displayed.

The jet-black and green silk is elegantly tied up with a black jade crown. Sword eyebrows are cold. Seeing that he also only hooked the corners of his lips slightly. didn't call him the prince's brother in a soft and glutinous sweet voice like when he was a child......

The prince only felt that everything in the past seemed to be still flashing in front of his eyes. It was as if the handsome and majestic man standing in the center of the hall was still the same three-year-old doll. Behind him, he called him the prince brother sweetly in a soft and glutinous voice. There is a cute smile on the childish little face......

However. The sound that came into his ear canal was no longer what it used to be. It's no longer that soft and glutinous sweet and tender voice. It's something he's not familiar with. It can even be said that it is unfamiliar. A low, cold voice without a trace of emotion.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has seen enough. I don't know, I think you have a hobby of dragon yang." Slightly hooked corners of the mouth. Deep voice. A mocking tone.

The prince only felt a twitch in his heart. The heart-wrenching pain came from the tip of the heart. The pain that spreads to every cell in the body. A quick trace of injury flashed across his handsome and fair face. The already white face became a little paler. Lips trembled. A trembling and somewhat broken voice said in disbelief: "Ah Tian. What are you talking about?"

Is this really the little doll who likes to stick to his side and seek protection? Why. He became so strange. It's so strange that he knows him.

Ah Tian......

Dongfang Shentian's body trembled almost invisibly. Hang down at your side. The hand hidden in the wide sleeve clenched suddenly. The grip is so tight that the knuckles are strangely pale. If there is no sleeve covering. You can see the exposed blue-blue veins on the back of the hand.

It's been a long time since he's heard this affectionate name. So long that he had forgotten that there were people who used to call him by his nickname so affectionately. Childhood. Except that his mother called him Tian'er. He is the only one who is willing to use such a kind voice. Affectionately call him Ah Tian. Little Ah Tian ......

Then. He was the brother he looked up to and respected. As long as he's there. No one dared to bully him. Then. He had naively thought. As long as he's there. He and his mother will be in peace...... In this cold and deceitful. Survive in the palace full of intrigues. Until he grows up. Grown up enough to protect him and his mother. I don't need the protection of others anymore.

He will study hard. He will hide his edge. Willing to do an obscurity. Unfavored ...... Prince. Do his duty as an unfavored prince. Don't steal anyone's edge. Hide from his prince's brother's side like this. Be his own Ah Tian. A Tian who is kind and indisputable. repay him for his kindness......

If. It's not that the person is struggling. It's not that the queen is scheming...... Maybe. He would not be where he is today. year. Neither the queen nor the man had thought of it. They didn't get rid of him as a seed. but it made him happen. Come to think of this. The corners of Dongfang Stygian's lips hooked up with a mocking sneer.

"Ah Tian ......"

The prince was silent for a long time when he saw him purse his lips. Seems to be lost in thought. Thought he remembered the old days...... and did not make a sound to disturb him. Until. Seeing the chilling mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth. Then he shouted softly in a disturbed voice.

"Ah Tian is dead. He was dead when he was three years old." The voice was cold. Can't hear the ups and downs of emotions.

"Ah Tian......" The prince looked at this little brother who had grown up worriedly. Looking at him distressedly. Step by step towards him." Don't say that. You are Ah Tian. Over the years. I've never given up looking for you. It's just that. There has been no whereabouts for you. Nowadays. You've come back safely...... That's it."

The light in the eyes of the Oriental Dark Sky suddenly became sharp. The sharp gaze seemed to be a cold blade piercing the prince's eyes. As if he wanted to pierce the person in front of him.

"What's the point of talking about that now?" It's been a long time. He slowly withdrew his gaze. There was a cold silence in his eyes. Time can change a person. Over the years. Are you the same. I don't know....... but. The grind of life. Hatred has changed me. I'm no longer the one I used to be who didn't understand anything. Nothing. I only know the little boy who hides behind you and seeks protection."

"Ah ......"

"Have you ever thought about it? A three-year-old boy. How to embark on an escape path with only bloody darkness and no light. How did he narrowly escape from the hands of death again and again?" His voice was low and cold. I can't hear the slightest emotion. But the prince was terrified when he heard it. The heart is tightly clenched. His face was pale from the pain. Lip color blood loss.

"Escaping death again and again. In the never-ending race against death......" he paused suddenly. Laughing: "If it were you. What will you do. Experienced so much. You say how to keep a kind and innocent heart. There is nothing but hatred in my heart now. If it weren't for the hatred that sustained it. How can I survive death again and again?"

"Ah Tian ...... "I didn't know you went through so much suffering and pain. In the days to come. I'll compensate you.

The East didn't look at him. Cold words escaped from his sensual thin lips. I don't want to hear from you. If. You're trying to persuade me. Then I advise you not to waste your efforts. Haven't experienced it. You'll never understand. I used to want to be your Ah Tian too. Be your good brother. No quarrel with the world......"

How......

He smiled wryly. Fate makes people. The Ah Tian in your heart. He's dead. He who stands before you now. It's just a ......," he curled the corners of his lips. The prince was slightly stunned. It seems to see him evoke a sarcastic sneer." Avengers without hearts."

"No...... "No. How so. The prince muttered.

"......" saw his bleeding face. Bleeding lips. Somewhere in the bottom of Dongfang Shentian's heart suddenly felt a little tingling. Once. It's the kindness of this man...... He can get out of this palace safely. If it weren't for him. He can't even get out of this palace. I don't know how many times I've died in this cold, bloody and ugly palace.

"Why...... It's going to be like this." The prince seemed to be asking himself. He seemed to be asking his Ah Tian.