Confession

He didn't mention himself, nor did he tease Lin Xu about the number of times he played it, but attributed everything to the entire team and the boss.

Lin Xu heaved a sigh of relief, but there was still a bit of nervousness in his eyes, "Well... yes, the production of this radio drama is very good, very sophisticated, I... like it very much."

"Yes, I like it too." Jiang Yang put on the earphones with a calm expression, "The original work of "Chess Pieces" has a good reputation, and radio dramas can't hold back. The hardest part of this period is the later stage. They work overtime, In the end, after listening to it many times, it will be handed over to the auditing side.”

He took Lin Xu's hand, felt the sweat in his hand, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with you? Your palms are sweaty, are you flustered?"

"No, it's probably because the weather is a bit hot," Lin Xu felt a little tired, lying on Jiang Yang's lap, and put on his earphones.

"It's too hard here," Jiang Yang held Lin Xu's cold hand, "Shall we go to the sofa?"

Lin Xu: "No need, just like this, pillow on your lap, it's the same everywhere."

Jiang Yang lowered his eyes, his eyelashes left a fan-shaped shadow on his eyelids, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he stroked Lin Xu's face, "Xu Xu, can you eat more?"

"Huh?" Lin Xu raised his eyes to meet Jiang Yang's deep gaze, "What's wrong?"

"You're too thin, add some flesh." Jiang Yang said.

"Are you alright?" Lin Xu said, "Two days ago, I said I gained two catties, so I'm already 102."

"You are so tall, only weighing more than 100 kilograms, is it suitable?" Jiang Yang pinched the tip of Lin Xu's nose, "Life is irregular, staying up late and not eating on time."

Lin Xu smiled, without denying it, "Got it, listen to you, I will pay attention to it later."

Relying on the dim light outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Jiang Yang turned on the radio drama, ran his fingers through Lin Xu's hair, and gently massaged his scalp.

Lin Xu closed his eyes comfortably, and the sound of swords clashing, blood splatter, soldiers' screams, and the sound of horseshoes shaking the eardrums came from the earphones.

"Father," Guan Yanchen's slightly immature voice sounded, "You haven't eaten all day, and Erchen ordered the small kitchen to make a bowl of chicken soup. Use some."

"Put it there." An old and deep voice sounded, followed by the rustle of putting down the memorial, and sighed wearily.

Guan Yuchen approached, put down his food, and comforted him: "Father, don't worry too much, there will always be a solution. Didn't the elder brother and the second elder brother lead the army? They are brave and good at fighting, let alone Wei Huiyou on the other side." No matter how powerful you are, you may not be able to win over your brothers."

"You are still young, so you don't understand." Yin Wang said, "Emperor Liang is the most suspicious. He is especially afraid that his brother will hold military power, transfer power downward, and seek power to usurp the throne. This time, he sent his own brother Wei Hui to fight. It was imperative to come and take us down."

Guan Yanchen was breathing heavily and did not speak.

He was young, and his mother hoped that his life would be safe and smooth, and did not want him to be involved in the struggle for the throne, so he was well protected.

Guan Yuchen didn't know much about government affairs, so he couldn't speak at a time like this, and he couldn't make any feasible suggestions, so he could only silently accompany his father.

"Chen'er, how old are you this year?" King Yin asked suddenly.

Guan Yuchen's heart is simple, thinking that King Yin was just trying to relieve his mood, chatted with him, and replied with a smile: "Father, you forgot, I only celebrated my son's 17th birthday two months ago."

King Yin was silent for a moment, then smiled, "Yes, you are the youngest son of this king, and you are seventeen now. Come here, let me have a look."

Guan Yuchen stepped forward obediently, allowing King Yin to look at him.

"Speaking of which, among the concubines in the harem, who doesn't want their son to be able to live up to expectations? A mother is more valuable than a child, and she will have someone to rely on for the rest of her life. Only your mother doesn't care about this, as long as you are happy and carefree. "

Guan Yuchen smiled, "My son is dull, my brothers are all capable of writing and martial arts, and have their own strengths, so my son is favored by brothers, father, queen, and queen, so I have no choice but to avoid suspicion."

King Yin shook his head, implying something, "I was born in the royal family and shouldered heavy responsibilities. I never stayed out of it. This is the responsibility you should bear."

Guan Yuchen didn't take it seriously, and put his arm on King Yin, "My responsibility is to respect you and my mother and concubine, respect your elder brothers, and take good care of your younger sisters. Father, you know me, I really don't care about things like government affairs. Interest, let me say another outrageous word, no matter which elder brother succeeds in the future, he will take care of me, and I will just be an idle prince."

Yin Wang laughed twice, but there was no smile, "You, among all the brothers, you are lazy."

Guan Yanchen chuckled.

The sound of the blade became louder and louder, and the blood-soaked weapon tore apart the peacefulness of the camouflage.

"No, Father, why do you want me to go to Liang Guo?" Guan Yuchen knelt on the ground, crying heartbrokenly, "Don't go, Father, don't you love me the most? Now Qi State is attacking our Dayin , can I come back after this trip?"

"You also know that they are beating us?" Yin Wang's voice was not as soft as before, cold and indifferent, and he did not treat his youngest son pampered at all, "Chen'er, you have always been idle. The responsibilities and obligations you should fulfill now require you to do your part, and the people also need a stable life. Too many people have been displaced by the war. You enjoy the wealth and honor in your palace, and you have the heart to watch the people who are helpless? "

Guan Yanchen choked up and couldn't say a complete sentence, and asked in a trembling voice: "But... what am I?"

"Because you are the king's most beloved son," King Yin said indifferently, "They need a chess piece that can check and balance Dayin."

Guan Yanchen smiled bitterly, "Can I really be a pawn to check and balance you?"

King Yin was silent for a moment, and said, "Chen'er, father needs time."

"..."

"Your brothers have served the country, each has their own strengths, and can share the king's worries, but you don't have this ambition, only you are the most suitable candidate." King Yin said, "If you go, it will have no effect on Dayin, and it will not affect you. It will allow Liang Guo to withdraw his troops with peace of mind. No matter what, you are the son of this king, and when the time is ripe or stable, I will definitely find a way to bring you back."

It was the last day of Guan Yuchen's innocence, and Yin Wang didn't have a trace of tenderness in his eyes to let him understand that father's kindness and son's filial piety are a joke.

Just as Yin Wang said, the children of the royal family can never stay out of the matter from the beginning to the end, and they have always been involuntary. For the sake of the overall situation and interests, the game between the emperors, with people as sons and the world as code, bet on an imperial power, wealth, and prosperity.

The shrill cries and the sound of clashing weapons gradually receded, replaced by leisurely and quiet breathing, and there was a sound of bedding rubbing against each other. One of them gradually became short of breath, took a sharp breath, was awakened by the nightmare, and gasped for breath.

"Hmm..." The man let out a lazy nasal voice, and put his arms around Guan Yichen's waist, "Having a nightmare? Come into my arms."

Perhaps the dream was so real that Guan Yichen didn't come back to his senses, and Wei Hui hugged him and lay down again, calming down in the man's fiery embrace.

"Why are you still crying?" Wei Hui asked lazily, feeling satisfied and sleepy, "Tell me."

Guan Yichen's temperament was cold and strong, and he would never tell others what was on his mind. Wei Hui knew that he was asking casually and didn't expect him to answer.

Unexpectedly, Guan Yanchen opened his mouth: "I dreamed of talking with my father before being sent to be a proton."

"It's nothing more than asking you to take care of your duties and think about the overall situation?" Wei Hui disapproved, and sneered, his voice a little hoarse and relaxed, "It was the same when my father and king sent my sixth younger brother to other countries to become protons."

"I thought my father loved me very much, but that's not the case." Guan Yanchen's voice was hoarse, and he hadn't recovered from the intense screaming last night. He stated calmly, which sounded a little distressing, " Do you know why he chose me?"

Wei Hui didn't speak.

"He has so many sons, but he chose me because he said I was incompetent." Guan Yichen said, "I don't want to fight for that chair, and I don't want to get involved in a brother-in-law fight. In his eyes, I am useless and helpless. Help him, help Dayin."

Wei Hui heard the hidden hatred, and said clearly: "If there is a chance, do you want to fight?"

"Why not?" Guan Yanchen asked back, "They looked down on me, and my father thought I was the most useless, so they sent me out because of Dayin's sincerity and the guarantee for Liang Guo. I have tried my best to stay away from right and wrong, but still If you are involved in it, you will not know that you are in a high position, and you can only be your own master if you hold the power in your own hands."

"..." Wei Hui patted Guan Yanchen's back and remained silent.

Guan Yichen laughed at himself and said, "I'm also crazy to tell you this."

He turned over and turned his back to Wei Hui.

After a few seconds, Wei Hui came up from behind, hugged him tightly in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Got it."

Guan Yanchen didn't answer the call, and his breathing became lighter.

Hearing this, Jiang Yang said, "I think Wei Hui is a loyal dog."

Lin Xu closed his eyes, clasped his fingers with Jiang Yang, and raised the corners of his lips, "You are supporting him, so you can understand his character."

"I figured it out, isn't this discussing with the original author?" Jiang Yang looked softly, playing with Lin Xu's slender fingers.

"He's just loyal to Guan Yan." Lin Xu said, "He loves him."

"But Guan Yichen doesn't know," Jiang Yang said with emotion, "Author Lin, you are really cruel. While letting Wei Hui bully Guan Yichen, and at the same time doing good things to him, your heart is broken to pieces. Can't you explain with your mouth?"

Lin Xu's smile deepened, "I'll give you the pen, can you write it?"

Jiang Yang confessed, "I'm not capable of that."

"Many readers said that the protagonist should talk long, and they only look at the plot and feelings, and don't stand on the character." Lin Xu's voice was soft and a little tired, "Their character, environment, subjective and objective factors will lead to concealment and not explaining this. In this situation, sometimes it is not just for the development of the plot, it is often more that the author is taken away by the characters, they are conscious and real."

"I understand." Jiang Yang leaned over and kissed Lin Xu's forehead, "I'm not one of your angry readers, so I don't need to explain so much."

Lin Xu opened his eyes and looked at the handsome face who was close at hand, "How do you know that my readers are angry?"

"Xu Tianda's new book, "Secret Love"." Jiang Yang smiled proudly, "I read it."

Lin Xu was stunned for two seconds, then his eyes widened, his face flushed immediately, and his toes curled up in shame, "What did you say?"

Chasing his new book?This is so embarrassing...

Regarding the matter of Jiang Yang reading his books, Lin Xu has always been conflicted. On the one hand, he hopes that Jiang Yang can pay more attention to himself, but on the other hand, he doesn't want him to peek into his heart through those words.

Forget about other books, he added a certain characteristic of Jiang Yang to the protagonist, and gave the character Jiang Yang's shadow, so that he could write more comfortably.

But this time is different, the reunion with Jiang Yang inspired Lin Xu's creation, the person in his memory appeared vividly in front of him, he made a bold decision, the prototype of the protagonist of "Secret Love" is directly Jiang Yang.

It is no longer a shadow, nor is it "a certain characteristic of Jiang Yang". Even the name, Lin Xu deliberately took the homonym of "yang".

Lin Xu has been writing for many years. This is the first time he used No.1 title. He never avoids lightning when he writes novels. I'm not used to it.

Lin Xu ignored it and updated it every day. It is not so much a novel as it is an autobiography of five years of relationship.

In this case, Jiang Yang actually said that he was chasing the change.

Lin Xu panicked, "Are you really chasing after him? Where did you see it?"

Jiang Yang laughed twice, "Just kidding, I didn't read it, I have a bit of trouble reading it."

Lin Xu was still very nervous, thinking that what he wrote displeased him: "What?"

"I am serializing." Jiang Yang said.

"..."

"I don't read any serialized books. It's too painful to keep up with the updates." Jiang Yang hugged Lin Xu coquettishly, "When I read the book, I wondered why the author couldn't write more, but seeing you working so hard, I don't want you to be so dedicated to write."

Lin Xu felt relieved, rubbed the back of Jiang Yang's head, and reconfirmed: "You really didn't watch it?"

Jiang Yang laughed, "No, it's just on the bookshelf."

"The bookshelf doesn't work either." Lin Xu said, "You cancel it."

"why?"

"Anyway, you are not allowed to read it." Lin Xu has always been gentle with Jiang Yang, but this matter is quite firm, "You can't read a single word."

"Okay." Jiang Yang smiled, "Listen to your boyfriend."

Lin Xu asked again, "You really didn't watch it?"

Jiang Yang was helpless, "I really didn't watch it, I won't lie to you."

Only then did Lin Xu feel relieved, limp in Jiang Yang's arms, and yawned, "Well...don't watch, I'll be ashamed."

"Are you sleepy?" Jiang Yang took off Lin Xu's earphones, put the phone beside him, picked him up in his arms, and went into the room, "It's already one o'clock in the morning, go to bed early."

Lin Xu is really tired. He has been busy rushing to draft and dating these days. After finishing writing today, his hands are sore. Now that Jiang Yang is holding him, he feels drowsy.

"Earphones..." Lin Xu said in a daze, breathing behind Jiang Yang's ears, "My earphones."

Jiang Yang's breathing was stagnant, he gritted his teeth, put him on the bed, covered him carefully with a quilt, "What do you want headphones for?"

Lin Xu didn't let go of his arms around Jiang Yang, and muttered softly, "Listen...Jiang Yang..."

Jiang Yang paused, kissed Lin Xu's lips, sucked it up like eating candy, and breathed out, "I'm here, don't listen, go to bed first."

Lin Xu's breathing gradually stabilized, and he still replied subconsciously when he heard Jiang Yang's voice, "No...don't go..."

"..." Jiang Yang took a breath with difficulty, the limp person was right under him, his lower abdomen was tight, and the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.

Failed.

He overestimated his concentration, and he forgot about taking things slowly step by step.

——Jiang Yang just wanted to bully Lin Xu and make him cry.