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"You know something, cousin crown prince? I'm not at all surprised that you haven't given up on your expensive tastes even after becoming a homeless beggar!"
Xie Lian rolled his eyes, not letting Qi Rong's taunts get to him.
"Even your boytoy looks like a high maintenance bitch!" Xie Lian tightened Ruoye's hold on his cousin, hoping he would get the message and shut his mouth.
"Really, the way he just waltzes around with all his expensive shit, you'd think he was born a king. I bet even his makeup costs more than anything I've owned in Xianle!" he let out an ugly laugh.
Now he has gone and poked at Xie Lian's sensitive nerve.
Xie Lian twisted Qi Rong's arm at an unnatural angle, finding a spot that made him scream in pain and held it there. "Say what you want about me but not one more word about him, you get that?"
"LET ME GO, YOU BASTARD! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! I ONLY WANTED TO KNOW WHAT FUCKING NAIL POLISH YOUR BOYTOY USES ALRIGHT??"
Xie Lian paused. Huh?
Qi Rong took advantage of Xie Lian's loosening hold and yanked his arm away.
"It never seems to wear off! Does that twink reapply every fucking day? Who the fuck knows! All these nasty enzymes in the human meat keep stripping off my nail polish so I've just been wanting to switch brands, that's all! Oh that's right, you were never capable of having a normal conversation with me, you were always too good for that, weren't you cousin crown prince!? why the fuck did I think you would have changed??"
Xie Lian massaged his temples and tuned out Qi Rong's jabber. He was not going to understand how his cousin's pea-brain worked if he lived another 800 years.