Rebirth: The Yandere Regent Prince Is Clingy Every Day - Chapter 5

In the Song nation, within the Imperial Capital, at the Third Prince’s mansion.

A lavish and extravagant palace resounded with laughter. A man dressed in blue robes embroidered with subtle patterns leaned against a soft chair, surrounded by beauties, an evil grin gracing his handsome face.

A man knelt below, holding a horsetail whisk, his attitude respectful. “Your Highness, the Prince Regent has suddenly disappeared without a trace. The Second Prince has been searching for an entire day, yet there is still not a shred of news.”

“The Prince Regent is gone… How wonderful; he is finally gone. It would be best if he never returned.”

As long as Jun Qingyu did not return, his second brother would never be able to outmaneuver him.

“However, I have heard that the Crown Prince of the Yuanqi nation has reached our borders. His Majesty has commanded that you go to welcome them to demonstrate the magnanimity of our great nation.”

Song Jinxuan ceased his movements, pushed the woman beside him away, and stood up.

“Welcome? How delightful. I shall send people to welcome them. However, whether this person lives or dies is simply not within the scope of my jurisdiction.”

The Crown Prince of an enemy nation? He lacked such grand tolerance. It would be perfect if he died; that would be one fewer rival to deal with.

Moreover, the Yuanqi nation was merely an insignificant, low-tier country on the Jiuzhou Continent. Even if their Crown Prince were killed, they would be utterly powerless to do anything about it.

A wicked smile curled the corners of Song Jinxuan’s lips. “Let’s go. Follow me to welcome the Crown Prince.”

On the city walls built of blue bricks, several large characters were inscribed: Feilong City (Flying Dragon City).

Mu Chengyan, dressed in white, stood at the city gate, pulling the youth along by the hand, fearing that he might get lost.

Yueying glanced sideways at Jun Xun. Now that his face was washed, he appeared in this guise a bit more than just “good-looking.” No matter how he looked at it, this didn’t resemble a little beggar.

However, His Highness seemed to have had his mind clouded by the boy; no matter what Yueying said, His Highness refused to believe him and insisted on keeping him by his side.

“Gege… where is this?”

“Feilong City. Does Ah-Xun not know how to read?”

The youth shook his head innocently. That makes sense; how would a little beggar know how to read?

Mu Chengyan ruffled his hair gently. “I will teach you how to read in the future.”

“Okay…”

The prosperous main street was bustling with crowds, a cacophony of various peddlers shouting their wares. Naturally, all kinds of food were displayed nearby, and an appetizing aroma wafted through the air, stirring the appetite.

“Ah-Xun, is there anything you’d like to eat? I’ll buy it for you.”

Jun Xun shook his head. He seemed entirely uninterested in everything around him, his two hands merely clutching Mu Chengyan tightly.

The chaotic noise and the relentless crowds triggered flashes of bloody, traumatic memories… Gege!

“Ah-Xun, what’s the matter?”

A large hand covered Jun Xun’s forehead, dispelling all the fear deep within his heart. Jun Xun clung tightly to Mu Chengyan, as if grasping his only remaining ray of light.

“Gege…”

“Ah-Xun, let me buy you a candied hawthorn.”

Mu Chengyan held several skewers of candied hawthorns, each fruit plump and round, and tucked one into the youth’s hand.

Jun Xun held the bright red candied hawthorn, not knowing how to eat it. Why would anyone want to eat something so beautiful?

“Yueying, here you go.”

Yueying gave a light humph. “Your Highness, I don’t eat that stuff. That’s for children.”

“Have one; I bought too many.”

Yueying turned his head and awkwardly accepted one. Guchen was also handed one and stood there at a loss he… had never seen such a thing before.

“Everyone eat; my treat.”

Jun Xun put it to his lips and tentatively took a bite. A tart and sweet sensation swept across his entire palate. It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted in his entire life.

“Ah-Xun, is it delicious?”

Jun Xun nodded, seemingly talking to himself. “Whatever Gege gives… is delicious.”

“Hm?” Mu Chengyan hadn’t caught what he said clearly.

“Delicious…”

Mu Chengyan gave the remaining one in his hand to Jun Xun as well. “This one is yours too.”

Holding two skewers of candied hawthorns, Jun Xun followed behind Mu Chengyan like a carefree youth.

“His Highness has been here for so long, and yet not a single person has come to welcome us. The hospitality of the Great Song nation is nothing to boast about.” Yueying was quite dissatisfied with the situation here. They had barely arrived, and someone had already tried to steal from them. Now, there wasn’t even anyone here to receive them.

Mu Chengyan shook his head helplessly. He was a sickly, weak Crown Prince; who would bother to come and welcome him?

“Yueying, first find an inn, sit down, and have a meal. You two haven’t eaten yet.”

“As you command, Your Highness.”

Yueying gripped his sword and walked at the front. Only the finest, top-tier inn would befit His Highness. However, all the inns around here looked far too low-grade.

Mu Chengyan was suddenly tugged by the arm by the youth. “Gege… want…”

Mu Chengyan followed the boy’s gaze to a small wooden-carved figurine. So, Ah-Xun liked such little trinkets.

Mu Chengyan led the youth over. The person selling the wood carvings was an elderly man whose hands were covered in cracks clearly someone who had performed manual labor his entire life. Seeing them approach, he smiled and raised his head.

“Ah-Xun, which one do you want? I’ll buy it for you.” Mu Chengyan smiled and nodded at the old man.

Jun Xun stared for a long time, then picked up a piece of blank wood from the side that had no carving at all.

“Ah-Xun, this one is empty.”

The old man looked at Jun Xun with a gaze that said he was looking at a fool. This was wood that he hadn’t carved yet. Moreover, these weren’t ordinary pieces of wood; one needed the finest sandalwood to carve the most beautiful figures.

Jun Xun hugged the wood as if he had found some priceless treasure. Mu Chengyan couldn’t bear to snatch it back from him. Forget it; perhaps the youth’s mind isn’t quite right, hugging a piece of wood as if it were a treasure.

“Your Highness, I’ve found an inn—the most luxurious one on this street.”

Yueying waved from the front. Mu Chengyan paid the silver and caught up, pulling the youth along.

“Your Highness, why is he hugging a piece of wood?” Yueying looked at Jun Xun with disdain. He really is brain-damaged. I don’t know what kind of trouble His Highness will run into by keeping this burden around.

Mu Chengyan laughed indulgently. “Perhaps he just likes it.”

“Yueying, where is the inn you mentioned?”

“Right here. This is the only inn in this place worth looking at.”

The massive inn had four large characters written above it: Tonglai Inn (Together-Come Inn).

Realizing that Jun Xun’s mind was a bit impaired, Mu Chengyan decided he would be even kinder to him.

“Ah-Xun, let’s go inside; let’s get something to eat first.”

“Okay. Does Gege like statues?”

Jun Xun gazed up at the person before him. A warm ray of sunlight struck his face, making him appear even gentler and casting a radiant halo around him.

The youth couldn’t help but reach out his hand, but before he could touch Mu Chengyan’s exquisitely beautiful face, he stopped abruptly…

He… was unworthy. Unworthy of touching Gege…

Someone with hands stained in blood was unworthy of touching a god…

Mu Chengyan seemed to recall that a long time ago, he had possessed a statue of his own, but he had given it away. To whom?

The memory was too blurry; he couldn’t quite remember. It was vaguely a young boy dressed in black clothes.