Li Xinyuan allowed the man to lead him, though he had no idea where Liu Mingyun was taking him, he decided to trust him anyway.
The Crown Prince's hand was larger than Li Xinyuan's, it was much more calloused then his. And it was warmer too.
Perhaps it was because the Crown Prince's palace was always full of the scent of incense, the man too smelled like it. It was not a strong fragrance but rather a mellow scent. It was warm, somewhat musky. It was comforting, much like the Crown Prince himself.
Though technically the surgeon shouldn't be feeling it with him just yet.
Liu Mingyun: *leading his fiance to the Armoury*
Li Xinyuan: What a good day to have a crisis internally!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!