Prison Dragon

Concubine Li and Yang Niu were having dinner in Qingfang Hall. Seeing Yang You coming back, Yang Niu immediately jumped off the seat, ran over and hugged his thigh, and shouted: "Brother!"

Yang Ni bumped into Yang You's body like a meat ball, and this collision brought Yang You back to his soul. His helpless soul floating above the imperial city was finally held by a silk thread and pulled back.

Yang You picked him up with one hand and sat on the seat.Let Yang Niu sit on his lap, take the bowl and chopsticks and feed Yang Niu to eat first.

Concubine Li picked up the spoon and slowly took a sip of the ginseng soup, "Did you go to Zhongling Hall today?"

Yang Niu likes to eat fish, Yang You picks him one by one, and also controls him not to make noise and eat obediently, he keeps moving his hands: "Sixth Brother told me personally that he sealed Prince Rui."

Concubine Li hummed, and put down the spoon, "I met His Majesty today, and I told him a few words about your title of king. You are not as good as other princes on weekdays. You probably can't change your title, but you can stay in the capital."

Yang You didn't expect Concubine Li to go out for the emperor today, "Concubine Mu, I don't want to stay in the capital."

"You must stay." Li Fei said in a blunt tone without giving him any room to refuse.

Yang Mi suddenly stood up in his arms, and accidentally overturned the food in front of him, splashing on him.

The maids screamed and stretched out their hands to help Yang You wipe the stains. He took a look at Yang You first, and there was no scar except for the tears all over his face.

Yang Ni was carried away by Zhan Fang, and his mouth was about to cry.

Yang You scratched his nose, "Are you full?"

Yang Mi hung the golden peas and nodded.

"Why are you crying? My brother didn't blame you."

Yang Niu's eyes became even redder. He held Yang You's index finger and blew on the dirty place on Yang You's body: "Feifei, Feifei..."

Yang You patted his head, Concubine Li asked Yang Mi to take him to rest, and there were only two of them left at the dinner table.

This little episode made the atmosphere between mother and son even more awkward.

Concubine Li had already eaten, she drank the sweet soup slowly, while Yang You hurriedly grilled the rice, it was tasteless.

He didn't finish his meal, put down the bowl and chopsticks and said to Concubine Li: "Concubine Mu, I..."

Concubine Li raised her hand to signal him to shut up, and ordered: "You guys remove the table."

She said to Yang You: "I haven't been able to sleep well these few nights, and I want to go to the Buddhist hall to offer incense, so you can come with me."

Yang You obediently followed behind her.

There are a large number of middle-aged men in temples and Taoist temples, who are not engaged in agricultural production and have a lot of land. Yang Ting regards them as a big poisonous problem and controls Buddhism and Taoism very strictly. If the concubine and maids worship God in private , he doesn't care too much, as long as he doesn't design witchcraft, he can rest assured.

Originally, there was no Buddhist hall in Qingfang Palace. After Concubine Li moved in, she specially cleared out a remote hut and made an offering to a Jade Buddha.

Whenever there was a battle in the palace, or when Qingfang Palace changed a group of palace personnel, she would come here to chant scriptures and offer incense.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and looked down at the sentient beings, while Yang You knelt on the futon next to Concubine Li.

Concubine Li held a fragrance in her hand, and chanted Buddhist scriptures piously with her eyes closed. Yang You's mind was fluttering, and he couldn't help but want to interrupt her, turning his head to watch her movements.

Li Fei just kept her posture, chanting scriptures seriously, she was unexpectedly serious.

After Yang You looked sideways at her countless times, she finally got up and put the incense into the incense burner, knelt back, took the wooden fish and beat rhythmically.

Her drooping brows and eyes actually looked a bit like a Bodhisattva, "You talk to me after you think about it."

"Think about it." Yang You's breath slowly sank, and his restless heart became quiet with the sound of the wooden fish, "I want to leave the capital."

Concubine Li knew him well, so she didn't interrupt, and waited patiently for him to finish speaking.

"From the point of view of my mother and concubine, what are my chances of winning? I don't have the strength of my relatives, I don't have Jun Yang Jun and others to help me out, and I'm not the eldest son. Unless the four imperial brothers die, I have no chance of winning. "

The sound of the wooden fish slowed down.

"Which one of the four imperial brothers is easy to get along with? I'm afraid I will go before they die. If that's the case, why don't you withdraw early and show your weakness to others in order to protect yourself?"

Concubine Li's wooden fish stopped, "Are you going to put down the sword to protect yourself? Once you give up your position in the court, the princes will slaughter you with knives in the future, and you will be powerless to fight back, and you will have nowhere to hide."

"If I join the battle, I can be alone? I'm afraid it will be a hundred times more dangerous than outside the seal." Yang You said.

Concubine Li thought for a long time, and Yang You waited for her answer almost holding her breath. In the end, her expression was gloomy, as if she had finally compromised, "You can't leave, the princes are about to grow up, and the nephew is still young, if you leave Now, our mother and I are helpless in the capital, what should we do?" Concubine Li touched her temple hair and said softly, "Don't you ask your brother if you want something you don't want?"

Yang You always thought that Yang Niu was still young, and when the emperor brothers fought for the position, he might only be in his teens, and he would not be qualified to join the battlefield of the throne at all.

He just forgot about these two possibilities.

He doesn't want to be emperor, doesn't it mean Yang Mi doesn't want to be either?

He couldn't guarantee it, that position was too attractive.

Concubine Li's concerns were not wrong. Yang Ni was only a few years old and could only stay in the palace. He could not take his brother and mother away with him.

"You stay here, at least until the nephew grows up before you can leave." Concubine Li just wanted to stabilize Yang You first, a prince who was about to grow up would be the biggest help, even if he didn't want to be the emperor, he would pave the way for Yang You It is also a good choice. Many things are safest only when men come forward.

The two brothers Yang You and Yang Ni have a good relationship. According to Yang You's temperament, he wouldn't mind if Yang Ni became the emperor, but he didn't have to worry about the rivalry between his brothers.

Anyway, they are all her sons, and whoever becomes the emperor will have the same result.

Concubine Li didn't believe it anymore, if Yang You were to stay in the capital, would he continue to regard the throne as dung?

Yang You just doesn't like the environment of the imperial palace, so let him go to see the outside world, a world where the weak can eat the strong.

Some things can be seen more clearly only when you leave the palace.

"Mother Concubine, has your majesty made an agreement?" Yang You asked.

Concubine Li knew that this was what he meant by letting go, so she nodded, "It's agreed, you will stay in the capital."

Yang You took a deep breath, "In this case, I will stay. I just hope that the concubine mother agrees to one thing. If the nephew wants the throne, I will naturally fight for him. If he doesn't want to, I ask the concubine mother to let him go free."

Li Fei looked at the Buddha statue quietly, "Okay. Everything I do is to make you live a better life. You are all my heart and soul, and I don't want to force you. I don't want you to stay. You play around all day long. You always have to make friends with forces to protect you and your brother. I don’t want us to have nowhere to go when something happens.”

Yang You agreed, but he was still a little uneasy.

He and Concubine Li reached a reconciliation in such a weird way, he left respectfully, closed the door, and walked to his room.

Concubine Li had been reciting the Heart Sutra in the past, but today she couldn't get up no matter what. Zhan Fang came in from the door, put a cloak on her, and comforted her: "The Fifth Highness is a smart person and knows what to do. Since he agreed , Your Majesty, you don’t have to worry about it.”

Concubine Li said wearily: "He is just too smart, thinking that he can follow his own path to the end, but it is clearly a dead end. What I am worried about is that he has never wanted to fight for the throne. What should I do? How many opportunities have been missed. In the future, you should pay more attention to Nai'er."

Zhan Fang was taken aback for a moment, then instantly understood what Concubine Li meant by relying on the tacit understanding between master and servant for many years, and nodded clearly, "Even if you are worried, you can't do anything else at this moment. We are already a little bit worse than others, naturally Think long-term.”

Before going to bed, the maids came to take care of washing, Zhan Fang actually went to Yang You's room to look around, and put a package on Yang You's bedside.

Yang You was puzzled.

He hasn't asked Zhan Fang for anything recently?

Zhan Fang came to his ear and held his hand tenderly: "It was my negligence. His Highness has grown up. There is nothing shameful about such things. Don't just throw away the quilt and clothes in the future."

She pointed to the package on the bedside, "Your Highness, let's take a good look at the contents inside at night. If you want someone, the little girls are very good."

Ruifang looked at him and turned her head away.

Yang You immediately felt that something was wrong, "No, I didn't..."

"Shh!" Zhan Fang put her finger on his mouth and covered his mouth, "Your Highness, you don't need to say it clearly. This is what Empress Li also meant."

Zhan Fang said and left the room.

Yang You signaled the maid to go down.

The four maids staying in his room refused to leave and stood silently outside.

Yang You had no choice but to light the small lamp by himself, and opened the package by the bedside.

The package was wrapped in blue cloth, and there were three books inside. Yang You looked at the covers, and they were called "Yu Jiao Niang", "The Urgent Spring Tide", and "Ru Yi Jun".

He has been in a brothel for many years, and he has seen a lot of such things. When he was a child, he thought that as long as he had money, he could take Concubine Li away. He often went to buy a picture book from a painter who was in love with the brothel, and then sold it to the Imperial Academy at a high price. Supervisor.

He flipped to the middle page of "Yu Jiao Niang", there were no words, two extremely abstract villains were playing among the flowers.

It's just a quilt, where did Zhan Fang think... He was really angry and wanted to laugh.

When the prince is fourteen or five years old, a female official will come to teach this matter. In Qingfang Palace, the only people who can take this responsibility are Concubine Li and Concubine Zhanfang. Zhan Fang.

Yang You understands the process of doing things in the palace. Generally speaking, the female officials teach them personally, and the prince will accept the female officials afterward.

Zhan Fang watched him grow up, like a mother and child, and his age was not suitable, so she told the little maids in his palace to take care of him.

There is really no need to open the door, Yang You thought, he has already done this kind of thing with others.

Yang You thought for a while, turned on the lamp, and put the book in the dark compartment beside the bed.

As soon as he opened the hidden compartment door, a cold smile rang in his ears.

Ao Chen clasped the secret door and took out a book.

Yang You didn't have time to stop him, so he threw himself on Ao Chen, pressing the book to prevent him from turning it over, and then reached out to take it out.

Ao Chen was holding the book with only one hand, Yang You used all his strength, blushing and thick neck, but didn't take the book to his hand.On the other hand, Ao Chen, he looked relaxed as usual, with a mocking smile on his face.

Yang You didn't believe in evil, he held the book in both hands and wanted to grab it from Ao Chen.

Ao Chen held his shoulder with his hand, and with a slight push, Yang You was overturned on the bed. Taking advantage of the situation, he twisted his waist and sat astride Yang You, pressing Yang You, holding a book in his hand and talking with great interest. flip through.

Yang You was almost out of breath under Ao Chen's pressure, he twisted his body and shouted: "Can you get up? You're dead..."

Hearing this, Ao Chen sat down on him even more vigorously.

Yang You was completely convinced, and Ao Chen was like a child who could do whatever he wanted, the more he said, the more he said the opposite.

Ao Chen flipped through the book very fast, and finished it in a few strokes. He took the book and patted Yang You's face: "Reading this kind of book behind my back? Okay, are you going to be a saint?"

Yang You picked up the opportunity and snatched the book in his hands. He had been thinking about the incident between himself and Ao Chen before, but now he was suppressing him again. He inevitably recalled some memories, his blood surged up, and his face turned red.

"Yo, the little daughter-in-law is blushing?"

Yang You's shyness of being exposed dissipated in Ao Chen's fangs. He retorted: "Eating and drinking men and women, people have great desires. A saint is also a human being, how could he not have seven emotions and six desires. Besides..."

He pointed to Ao Chen and said, "If you hadn't snatched my quilt away, would I have been misunderstood by Zhan Fang?"

Ao Chen didn't want to reflect on his behavior, so he said with a shy face, "You can't even handle such trivial matters well, how dare you blame me?"

Yang You: ...

Ao Chen didn't let him go, and continued to ask: "Who is to blame?"

"Blame me, blame me..." Yang You begged for mercy.

Ao Chen snorted, and didn't get up from him, but lowered his body, took Yang You's hands, and brought his face closer: "It seems that Li Concubine is also very afraid that the Fifth Prince will be unreasonable, those few outside The little girl is so pretty."

His fingers circled Yang You's palm, his brows were sharp, his voice was low, and he looked at him from above.

Yang You inexplicably felt parched, put his knees together, and softly yelled at Ao Chen, "Go down."

Ao Chen lay on his body, "Is there really no need to call someone? Everyone comes here like this, so you don't have to be nervous."

Yang You clasped his shoulders and pushed him aside, rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself into a ball, turned his back to Ao Chen, "Don't worry about it, don't spoil other women, it's not easy to live in the palace."

He knew that he didn't like any court ladies, and even if they had a relationship, it was impossible to give them any love, at most he would bring them into the mansion.

Then let them repeat the fate of Concubine Li.

He is unwilling to do things that ruin other people's lives.

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Ao Chen touched his arm through the quilt, "Yang You, you have a heart disease, you can't always think of the relationship between people like that."

He had noticed Yang You's strange views on the relationship between men and women very early on, but Yang You kept silent, and no one else could notice.

Ao Chen guessed that this should be an idea he had brought with him since he was a child.

"You may have seen many bad relationships, but there are also many good relationships." Ao Chen said lying behind him, "This kind of thing is not dirty, you have to learn to accept it slowly."

Yang You controlled his breathing, trying to calm himself down, but Ao Chen's words and breath uncontrollably disrupted his thoughts.

"Call someone for you?" Ao Chen asked.

"No." Yang You still refused.

Ao Chen sighed and hugged him from behind.

Yang You didn't speak.

Ao Chen clasped his ten fingers with his backhand, and could feel Yang You exerting great force, as if he had pinned all his uneasiness and shame on Ao Chen's tightly intertwined hands.

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Ao Chen looked outside, the lights had already been turned off, and the steady breathing of a mortal woman could be heard.

Ao Chen poked the quilt with a smile, "It seems that they don't like you very much either."

"This is the best way. It's better to marry an honest person and live a good life. The palace is not a place for people to stay."

Yang You looked back under the quilt, Ao Chen stepped on his bed carelessly wearing shoes, the soaring golden dragon on his feet was extremely dazzling.

Yang You covered his face, "Ancestor, my lord, I beg you, can you stop stepping on it with your shoes on?"

Ao Chen brought up his soles and approached Yang You, "How can my soles be dirty, don't use mortals to speculate about gods."

Yang You clasped his hands together and apologized: "My little one is wrong, can you take off your shoes first?"

Ao Chen quickly kicked off his shoes and sat on the bed, picked up the book on the side and put it back in the hidden compartment, and only after a long time did he comment: "The painter is not good."

Yang You almost spat out a mouthful of blood, "Can you stop talking about this?"

Ao Chen nodded, "I heard that you are going to be crowned king?"

Yang You lowered his head, and told Ao Chen all the conversations he had with Yang Xiu and Concubine Li today.

He didn't want to be the emperor, it was within Ao Chen's expectation, but Ao Chen couldn't imagine that Yang You was fished out of Yang Xiu's room by himself, and he could still run to have a good talk with Yang Xiu!

He didn't expect Yang Xiu to have other ideas about Yang You.

Ao Chen frowned and said, "Why do I think this story looks familiar?"

This time Yang You borrowed the words in time, "Suzong and King Heping."

Ao Chen still sighed: "It's still the tradition of your Yang family."

Yang You didn't say any comments. If he could choose, he believed that Yang Xiu would definitely not want to look at him with such feelings.

Unfortunately, the deeper the emotion, the more uncontrollable it is.

"You know what he did, don't you have other ideas?" Ao Chen asked.

Yang You buried his head on the pillow, "I can understand."

Even though he knew that Yang Xiu was only trying to gain power, he didn't seem very angry.

Yang You always surprises people.

He obviously grew up in the most vicious environment, but he persistently believes that there is a beautiful side in people's hearts.

It's really ironic.

Ao Chen said: "Don't you want to stay in the capital? Have you ever thought about running your own power?"

Yang You smiled and said, "I don't want to be targeted by others, self-protection is enough, it's better to rely on others."

Yang You looked at Ao Chen cautiously: "Tell me, how is fourth brother?"

Ao Chen shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Go if you want, people may not necessarily like you."

He is always keen to break Yang You's unrealistic fantasies.

"You are in the same rank as him. His concubine is dead, and you have a concubine who seems to be more favored. He is stationed in the frontier, and you stay in the capital. How can he trust you?"

Yang You frowned: "I'm so worried."

Ao Chen patted his head, "Since they all decided to stay, there is no rush, there will always be a chance if you take your time."