I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Chapter 394 His Highness the Crown Prince is Outstandingly Talented (32)

The night breeze seemed to freeze at that moment.

The shadows of the artificial rocks cast long, swaying shadows, while the moonlight flowed between the three people, silently dividing the small pavilion into a delicate standoff.

Lin Shen watched the bright yellow figure emerge from the shadows, his throat bobbing slightly. Finally, he lowered his eyelashes and called out in a soft voice devoid of emotion.

"Father."

Lin Lisheng's smile looked very gentle, even with a hint of indulgence from an elder.

He walked leisurely to the stone table and sat down naturally on the stone bench between Lin Shen and Yun Qing, separating the two of them.

His movements were fluid and effortless. He casually picked up the teacup in front of Lin Shen, which Lin Shen had just sipped from, and brought it to his lips, taking a sip as if no one else was around.

The tea in his cup had cooled slightly, but he seemed completely unconcerned, as if this action was perfectly natural.

Lin Shen's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.

As he watched Lin Lisheng's actions, the strange feeling in his heart became clearer.

"How did A Bao and the Imperial Preceptor come to know each other?" Lin Lisheng sipped his cool tea, his expression still gentle. His gaze fell on Lin Shen's face, as if it were just a casual question, revealing no extra emotion.

Lin Shen's mind raced.

Logically speaking, no one could have imagined that the late emperor, who had long since passed away, would suddenly become the current crown prince. This is too absurd and bizarre.

But Lin Lisheng's words and actions at this moment, that overly natural intimacy, that seemingly casual yet precisely precise intervention, and that unfathomable gaze...

Does he... know?

Once the thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed. For a moment, Lin Shen didn't know how to answer.

A flat denial? Or a test?

During his silence, Yun Qing, who was sitting on the other side, had been staring at the wood grain on the stone table with his eyes lowered ever since Lin Lisheng appeared, as if there was something on it that was extremely attractive to him.

He already had mixed feelings about Lin Lisheng. He had only agreed to take the position of Imperial Preceptor in the past in order to assist Lin Shen.

After Lin Shen left, he was disheartened and immediately went into seclusion.

If he hadn't heard about the turbulent events in the capital, especially the name of Crown Prince Lin Shen that caught his attention, he would never have stepped into this vortex again.

But unexpectedly, such a... earth-shattering surprise actually arrived.

At this moment, he was too lazy to pay attention to Lin Lisheng's probing; his heart was filled with the surging emotions of regaining what he had lost.

Lin Lisheng received no answer, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he chuckled softly.

He put down his teacup, reached out, and very naturally stroked Lin Shen's head, gently rubbing it, his tone carrying a hint of helpless indulgence:

"Does Abao have a secret? Aren't you going to tell Father?"

The warmth from his palm seeped through his hair, causing Lin Shen's body to stiffen almost imperceptibly.

He looked up and was caught off guard by Lin Lisheng's deep eyes.

It was no longer pure gentleness, but rather a surge of a familiar, suppressed heat and desire, along with an undeniable clarity.

That's it.

Lin Shen sighed softly to himself.

Since we can't avoid it, there's no need to try anymore.

He met Lin Lisheng's gaze, no longer concealing himself or using the distant title of "father emperor," but instead using the name he would occasionally call out many years ago when it was just the two of them, his voice calm.

"Lisheng, it's me."

"..."

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Lin Lisheng's hand, which was stroking Lin Shen's hair, suddenly stopped, and his throat tightened as if something was gripping it tightly.

His pupils contracted sharply, reflecting the flickering lamplight and moonlight outside the pavilion, as well as Lin Shen's young face, which was filled with calm and composure.

His heart pounded wildly in his chest, one beat after another, making his eardrums buzz.

really……

He knows it!

From that undeniable sense of familiarity, from that intuition etched into his soul, from the fervent obsession he had when naming the child "Lin Shen," he firmly believed.

One day, they will reunite in this way.

His god has finally... returned to his side.

Looking at Lin Lisheng's constricted pupils and slightly choked breathing, Lin Shen seemed to see the young boy from back then who would get so excited by a single compliment that his ears would turn red, yet he would try to remain calm.

Time flies, and the child who once needed his protection has become an emperor who controls life and death. Yet, the undisguised shock and ecstasy in his eyes at this moment are exactly the same as they were back then.

He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

The smile had shed the aloofness and caution befitting a prince, and carried a gentle warmth reminiscent of a long-awaited reunion, just as it had in the past.

This smile was like a pebble thrown into Lin Lisheng's heart lake, stirring up a monstrous wave.

Almost instinctively, he wanted to reach out and pull the person in front of him tightly into his arms, to confirm with the tightest embrace that this was not a fragile illusion.

He wanted to feel that real body temperature, and wanted to whisper in his ear all the longing and obsession he had felt over the years.

However, the moment his fingertips moved, his gaze fell upon the glaring white light beside him.

Yun Qing.

Why is this guy always here?!

The burning impulse in Lin Lisheng's heart was instantly cooled down as if doused with a bucket of ice water, leaving only a stifling feeling of frustration with nowhere to vent.

He clenched his hands, which were hanging by his sides, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Unpleasant scenes from my memory flooded back.

In the past, whenever he wanted to get closer to Lin Shen, whether it was to sit next to him for a while or to have a few more intimate words, Yun Qing would always appear "coincidentally" in various ways, either by giving him a faint glance with her cold eyes or by simply finding an excuse to call Lin Shen away.

As if sensing Lin Lisheng's unfinished actions and the annoyance in his eyes, Yun Qing acted as if nothing had happened, extending her slender, fair fingers to lightly stroke the cool rim of the teacup on the stone table.

He didn't look at Lin Lisheng, but spoke in his characteristic calm and even tone, as if talking to himself, or as stating a fact.

"He was just a little kid back then, yet he still remembers it."

These words were like a spark, instantly igniting Lin Lisheng's suppressed anger.

His eyelids twitched violently, and his sharp, piercing gaze swept over Yun Qing. This guy, as always, knew how to deliver the most cutting words in the calmest tone!

"Heh," Lin Lisheng let out a cold laugh, carrying the pressure of an emperor and undisguised sarcasm, "Unlike the Imperial Advisor, who was quite dashing when he left back then."

His words had a hidden meaning.

After Lin Shen left, Yun Qing, the highly trusted national advisor, left without saying a word and went into seclusion in the mountains, as if everything in the world was no longer related to him.

Caught between the two, Lin Shen felt the familiar tension rising in the air and couldn't help but sigh softly to himself.

These two guys, why do they still love to argue so much?