The more you wear your sister

I thought that Yang Jue would take advantage of the victory and pursue to completely defeat the prince, but suddenly Yang Jue was not in a hurry, and instead comforted me to take it slowly and not to be too hasty.

He said that although Yang Xi acted resolutely and ruthlessly when he was young, but now that he is old, he has separated from the prince for more than [-] years. Yang Xi felt sympathy for the prince, and disgusted with Yang Jue who was killing him.

Moreover, Liu Li did not bite out that the prince ordered him to do it until the end, and there was no direct evidence to prove that the prince wanted to kill his father and seize power. Swearing poisonously that she has absolutely no knowledge, this has already shaken Yang Xi a little.As long as there is no evidence for one day, the prince's murder of the king and father can only be guesswork, and if he really wants to blame him, he can only blame him for keeping such an assassin with evil intentions by his side.

Although there are still many doubts in this case that can be dug deeper, for example, even if Liuli harbors evil intentions and wants to kill the king, he will never be able to complete such a huge conspiracy by himself.

So, who came up with such an idea for him, who brought him on the line with Sixi, who was supposed to have no chance to meet each other, although the crown prince loved him all these years, he didn't reward him with much money at all, and he used it as bribes Where did Sixi's huge wealth come from? He had never met those people who were secretly killed by Yang Ximing. Who taught him to imitate the voices and intonations of these people to scare Yang Xi?

King Ning was still waiting to do a big job, but Yang Xi stopped the next step of the investigation, saying that this matter is over.

"Why?" I wondered, "Doesn't he want to catch the real culprit who wants to kill him?"

"I don't know what the father thinks, I can only guess that the father probably already knows who Liuli was ordered by, but there is no clear proof. If we continue to investigate, this secret person will surface. It’s because I don’t want to startle the snake and tear the face off with this person.”

"Your world is so complicated..." I don't think IQ is enough.

Yang Jue just laughed: "You don't have to worry about these things. This time, Ziqing made great contributions to the heavy damage to the princelings. This king is about to host a banquet to celebrate, and Ziqing should be rewarded."

"Definitely." I said.

There is no reason why King Ning should not go for a treat, so I went.Unexpectedly, as my status in the emperor's mind suddenly rose, many officials came to the wine table to make connections and show courteousness. The toasts were made one after another. Most of the ancient wines were mild in taste but full of stamina, so I didn't Be careful... just drink too much.

It was almost the end of the new year, and the weather was already quite cold. I felt in a daze that I was being carried to the bed by the servants, so I pulled the quilt and fell asleep. I didn't even think about it. Between going to bed, it seems that a very important step has been missed-going home.

I don't know how long I slept, but I felt a warm body approaching me, I stretched out my arms to hug me, and muttered in a daze, "Jingyuan...help me undress..."

In ancient times, even the best winter clothes were inevitably stiff and heavy, and sleeping in them was always uncomfortable. Normally, I would rather sleep naked with my human-shaped heater in my arms.

So a pair of big hands began to undress me.

In the process, I woke up without warning.

It was an indescribable feeling. I dare say that if Chu Feng undressed me, I would definitely let him turn me over and over again, and continue to sleep like a dead pig. But after all, I have already told Chu Feng I have been living with him for half a year, and I am so familiar with his behavior that I can distinguish it even when I am completely confused. The movement of the person who undressed me has an obvious sense of strangeness.

"Ning... King Ning... Your Highness?" I opened my eyes, startled by the person in front of me.

Yang Jue himself had already taken off his coat, and climbed onto the bed wearing only a moon-white tunic, his slightly drunken voice sounded low and magnetic: "It's the king, who do you think it is?"

"Why are you here?" What did I, I, and I do to let him undress me? !

"The banquet is over, I'm here to accompany you." Yang Jue approached me, reaching out to lift my chin.

I wipe! ! !

"I...I'm going home." I clutched the only layer of clothes left, almost wanting to rush out.

"Why bother, it's so late, why don't you just stay overnight." Yang Jue leaned forward and trapped me between his arms and the bed sheet, with some obvious intentions.

"Don't..." I really wanted to reject him resolutely and forcefully, but the alcohol hadn't passed, and my voice felt soft and greasy even to myself, almost like seduction. It became a mess under the influence of alcohol.

"You really don't want it?" Yang Jue looked like a veteran of Hua Cong. He grabbed my hands and pressed them up like a lion preparing to enjoy its prey slowly. I didn't want to kiss him, so I hurriedly turned my head away. , I can still feel him blowing and talking in my ear, making my sensitive ears hot.

"If I had known that you were as good as Long Yang, how could this king have taken advantage of others?" Yang Jue said domineeringly and ambiguously as he completely imprisoned me under him.

I even saw his faintly visible abs just now. It is normal for a person like Chu Feng who insists on martial arts to have abs. The pampered King Ning can also keep his beer belly from growing. This is not scientific at all, okay?

If I were a woman, I would probably have been conquered by the strength and power he displayed, but as a man, I was instinctively guarded and resisted the feeling of being cornered by a strong man, and struggled with displeasure on my face: " Die! Don't touch me, I'm going back to Jingyuan."

Yang Jue seemed surprised by my obvious resistance, but at least he stopped and looked at me suspiciously: "Why? Chu Feng can do it, but this king can't? Isn't this king better than him?"

I know that you must not talk nonsense at this time. This good person card must be handed out carefully and skillfully. If His Royal Highness Ning's self-esteem is hurt, Chu Feng and I are in danger of retaliation.Fortunately, at least one reason is absolutely reliable and irrefutable: "I am very possessive, you have too many wives and concubines, and I don't want to share them with so many people."

Like all the princes who are functioning normally in all aspects, Yang Jue started taking concubines in his teens and got married in his twenties. Now he has a group of wives and children, and the eldest daughter is almost ready to marry. It's reliable, and you can't be a mistress for a married man and the father of a child!

"What do you mean, you want me to spoil you alone?" Yang Jue's thinking seems to be not in the same dimension as mine.

"That's not it!" I was anxious, "Just like some people like married women and some people like innocent girls, I just don't want to have any ambiguous relationship with people who have already married!"

If he is still pestering me, I decided to tell him, Lao Tzu is an attack, are you willing to accept it?

Fortunately, King Ning gave up at this point: "If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Yang Jue said that he didn't force it, and he really didn't force it. He got up and sat aside frankly, as if the molesting just now hadn't happened at all, "But since you came to this world, the first person you met was Chu Feng, You haven't tried others? Why don't I give you some smart ones?"

Is this the rhythm of giving me a male pet?I thank you eighteen generations of ancestors, hurry up and stop, I hastily refused: "I don't want anyone else for the time being, Jingyuan is enough."

Yang Jue saw that although I was not sober from the wine, my mind was completely sober, and my resistance and guard against him were so obvious, so he had no choice but to let me go home.

This time, Zhang Guan was on duty to send me to Prince Ning's Mansion. It was already midnight. He thought I would definitely not go back tonight, so he borrowed a bed from his former brothers and went to sleep until I woke him up. I had no choice but to rub my eyes and order the guards to send me home.

Chu Feng at home had already fallen asleep, but he slept very lightly, and got up when he heard the sound of me returning home.

I closed all Yang Jue's eyeliners before I slapped the table angrily: "Yang Jue, that bastard, bastard, bastard! You actually want to mess with me while I'm drunk, you despicable villain!"

"What's wrong?" Chu Feng pressed the table that was about to be lifted by me with one hand, and grabbed me who was about to lift the table with the other, "Did he bully you?"

"I didn't let it go, but that's what he thought!" The more I thought about it, the more I felt annoyed, Chu Feng hugged me who was furious and tried to comfort me: "Don't worry, talk slowly, what happened?"

I calmed down a bit, and said all the things I still remembered after drinking, and after I finished speaking, I was a little worried: "Even he has started to miss me, what should I do in the future? I refuse him because I don't give him face, it is inevitable that he will not He will feel resentful for this and give me little shoes to wear, do I still have to obey him?"

"Don't worry, King Ning is a person who does great things, and he won't make things difficult for you just because of this unpleasantness." Chu Feng thought for a while and then said, "I've never heard that King Ning is also a man, so... he should Not really interested in you, but you are now more and more valued by the emperor, he wants to use this relationship to better control you and tie you up."

Hearing what he said, I also felt like this: "How did he come up with such a weird idea? Isn't he afraid of self-defeating or love becoming hate?"

"He will do this, he must have confidence in himself." Chu Feng looked at me worriedly and said, "But you must recognize the reality, and don't be blinded by his sweet words."

"Don't worry, I won't like him even if my brain is caught by the door." I tried my best to comfort Chu Feng.

I understand what Chu Feng is worried about. If he can remain calm and confident in front of Liu Jinqing, he really has a sense of crisis in front of the prince Yang Jue.

But I am very sure that it is absolutely impossible for me and Yang Jue. First of all, I will never get involved with a married woman or a married man. This is a matter of principle.Furthermore, even if Yang Jue becomes emperor in the future, what good will being with him bring me?The status of a male concubine?A life of palace fighting that will never be peaceful from now on?Or does life not bring glory and wealth that death does not take away?

Moreover, people like Yang Jue value power more than anything else. Not to mention that he has always been a straight man and has never been bent. It is very likely that he is hypocritical to me, not to mention that he has several wives now. There will be more young and beautiful concubines in the future, even if he puts all his sincerity on me alone, how much weight will that sincerity have?

The author has something to say: the day is more tiring, I don’t have the energy to write, I will go back and overhaul t, t on weekends