Even Jiang Shuyue, who had seen every kind of juicy gossip, found her mouth hanging open in an O at that moment.
Jiang Shuyue: [J-Jin San is a prince! Sure, he's a little ugly, a little fat, reeks of cheese, and even got the Thousand Years of Pain from a man, but he's still a prince! How can they just sell him off like that?]
Everyone inwardly agreed.
Although that long string of "sures" was a little unnecessary, he was still a prince at his core. Even if Jin San himself was nothing special, his father was the king of a nation.
Kidnapping him would cause diplomatic trouble between the two countries.
No matter how stupid the Second Prince was, he should not have made a mistake like this.
Why had he still done something so foolish?
Huahua: [Actually, the Fourth Prince had a hand in this too. He complained a little and steered the conversation in that direction, and the Second Prince took the bait, immediately sending the most alluring person under his command to seduce him.]
[Actually, the Second Prince didn't know the most alluring person under his command was a man either. Neither did Jin San. Men are his true love.]
Jiang Shuyue's mouth formed an O again.
Master Lan was the ascetic type and had never really encountered women when he was young, but Jin San was different.
One look at this fellow told you he was a veteran of countless battles. He might already have sampled a hundred partners.
Was it possible that he had only just discovered he liked men?
Huahua: [Could it be that the men on the grasslands are all too rugged for his tastes, and what he actually likes are alluring, sexy men?]
Jiang Shuyue: [Oh, right! That makes sense!]
Everyone: