The Hidden Crown Prince 2
Chapter 8. Don't Disturb

"Jae Sung .. go Nak ..."

"Don't say anything .. Stay here ..."

"Mother ..."

The sound of weeping roared at each other, sadness, helplessness. Mixed into one, the cry was indeed stifling the chest.

"Uncle ..."

"Given all my children, you deserve a happy life ..."

"Uncle ..."

There was a splash of blood sticking out and landing on his face.

"Yu Hwa ..."

"You ..."

"Yes .. I killed them, and now it's your turn ..."

Jimbb ...

"Nrp ..."

Jae Sung opened his eyes and immediately swam to the surface. He coughed when he realized that river water was starting to enter his nasal cavity.

Feeling her body already feeling cold, Jae Sung chooses to end his soaking.

He swam to the riverbank, slowly he came out of the river. Looks like a box muscle neatly lined up on his stomach, broad shoulders that look sturdy make this view is really dear to miss.

"Ehemm .." said Jiang Mi, his brain was contaminated with the hot sight this morning. Hopefully the man will wear his shirt soon.

Jae Sung smiled slightly, and stepped closer to Jiang Mi.

"Close your eyes, you pervert." Jae Sung said with a small smile.

Jae Sung turned around, looking a lot of scars engraved on his body. But the worst was, the wound that was engraved on his back.

Judging from the scar, the wound seemed to be quite deep.

"No! Alright, I will turn around," said Jiang Mi. Who then turned his body.

"Good boy" Jae Sung said in a soft voice.

"Are you not afraid to play the sword anymore?" chirps Jiang Mi.

There was a small ruckus from behind, which made Jiang Mi pout in annoyance. Looking at his scar he was already horrified, what harm did he ask that?

If he becomes Jae Sung, he will throw away all the swords and promise not to touch them again.

"You're a kid, so enjoy your youth. Okay," said Jae Sung patting Jiang Mi on the shoulder and turning her body.

"What did your mother cook today?" jae Sung asked, revealing his cheerful face.

"Look, a face like this is very much feared by many people," Jiang Mi said with a grumpy voice.

"Why indeed?" jae Sung asked with a face that did not care, he was still busy opening the bag that Jiang Mi was carrying.

From the scent he smelled, it seemed like today's cooking was quite appetizing.

"You don't deserve to be the head of a bandit, your face is too handsome and friendly" said Jiang Mi staring fixedly at Jae Sung.

"Oiya, I take it all as a compliment" Jae Sung replied.

"Wahh, fish soup ..." Jae Sung's eyes sparkled like he had obtained a golden lump.

"You deserve to be my prince, Jae Sung, ", said Jiang Mi, barely heard.

"You say something?" jae Sung asked unconcernedly, his hands and eyes were still busy with fish soup in front of him.

"See, sister, I'll go help you again. Just put it here, later I will take it back." said Jiang Mi moved from her seat.

Carefully Jiang Mi stepped past the moss-filled and slippery rock. After reaching the path she waved her hand towards Jae Sung.

Jae Sung replied with a wave of his hand and smiled faintly.

"Well, that girl is weird. I already thought of him as my own sister, instead he wanted to die to make me his Prince," Jae Sung muttered, then continued his breakfast.