Not Your Concern

The voices of night birds are heard from afar. Rows of maids passed by carrying torches in their hands continuing their work in every corner of the palace. Hong nodded as the entourage of maids lowered their heads as they met the road.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Prince"

Fei took Hong's hand and turned his head to see the youth's lackluster face. His footsteps looked heavy and occasionally still intended to turn his head to look at the Crown Prince's residence behind them.

"Little brother" Fei stopped his steps. Pulling Hong closer to him, saw his face long.

"Are you hungry? Your maids have prepared your favorite food, everyone is eagerly waiting for you in the pavilion. Do you want to take a bath? Tonight let Brother help you to rub your back, okay? You look tired and so dirty" said Fei pinching the tip of Hong's nose. However, the boy wasn't even cared as he'd expected he would.