How can the concubine be a lady in women's clothing!

Tonight, Jingchi has something to do and doesn't live in the school.

Lin Yan propped her chin and sat bored on the soft bed, staring out of the window, her thoughts wandering aimlessly.

Jing Chi left, no one lived with him, a little scared.

Lin Yan pouted, got up and went out and called Ah Fu, "Ah Fu, are you afraid?"

Ah Fu followed Lin Yan into the house, looked at the slowly dimming sky outside, and remembered what happened in the school these two days, and couldn't help shaking physically and mentally.

At this time, there was no one outside, except for the dudes who went out to play as soon as school was over, the other students had all entered the house early and closed the door, and the Xueziyuan was completely silent.

Ah Fu hugged his arms tightly, leaned closer to Lin Yan, looked around vigilantly and said tremblingly: "I, I'm a little scared...but I will protect the young master!"

"Protection..." Lin Yan looked at Ah Fu's trembling legs with disgust in his eyes, sat back down in frustration and frowned and said, "Forget it, or just listen to Jingchi's words, let's go back to live." .”

go back?Ah Fu nodded fiercely: "It's good to go back, the Prime Minister's Mansion is safe, no one dares to enter."

So it was decided, Lin Yan got up and patted the hem of her clothes and said: "Then go back, let's go before it's dark."

As soon as he left the school, on the street outside, Lin Yan passed by the same person, but he was walking in a hurry, he didn't pay attention to who was passing by, and only caught a glimpse of a scarlet corner of his clothes in a hurry from the corner of his eye.

Behind Lin Yan, Yan Xingche, who was also preparing to return home, stopped, turned his head, and looked at the person who just passed by with his slightly raised eyes. If he read correctly, he must be the son of Prime Minister Lin's family.

Two days ago, Yan Xingche sighed in his heart when he saw him returning to Xueziyuan together with his elder brother in a daze. He was another innocent boy who was deceived by Yan Zhuangze's appearance.

But still very pleasing to the eye.

For some reason, seeing Lin Yan who was going away and about to disappear from sight, and the cute little hair crown on the child's head, Yan Xingche, who had always been indifferent to foreign things, suddenly became suspicious.

For some unknown reason, he immediately turned around and walked over quickly, caught up with Lin Yan, stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Mr. Lin, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Lin Yan stopped quickly, stared at the person blocking the way with round eyes, and after thinking about who it was, said respectfully: "I have seen Prince Gong, I am going home."

"Go home." Yan Xingche nodded: "You don't need to be so foreign, I also know your father, just call me Xingche."

Lin Yan nodded obediently, her voice soft and polite: "Xing Che."

Yan Xingche, the God of Killing who had always had a calm heart, heard Lin Yan say these two familiar words, Xingche, and there was a turmoil in his heart. He only felt that these two words were extremely pleasant and comfortable when they came out of Lin Yan's mouth.

Nodding in satisfaction, he narrowed his fox-like eyes slightly, and said, "Why do you suddenly want to go home? Do you want to go back with me, and I will take you to visit the newly built Prince's Mansion."

Lin Yan's eyes lit up, and she said truthfully, "I'm scared in the school alone, so I plan to go back to live. It would be safer. If I can, of course I'd like to go!"

Anyway, Dad is busy these days, so he doesn't come back to stay, and it's boring to go back alone, why don't you go and see the Prince's Mansion, he hasn't been there yet.

Yan Xingche enjoyed listening to Lin Yan's soft and soothing voice, and the ordinary words he said made people feel so at ease.

Yan Xingche suddenly didn't want to let this man go.

Of course, the moment he caught up, he never thought that he would release him tonight.

Yan Xingche's fox eyes were even more amorous, and he coaxed with an evil smile: "It happens that my house is guarded by heavy soldiers, so it's safer, how about it, come back with me?"

Lin Yan carefully looked at the people in front of him, and said that Prince Gong was unkind, indifferent and dangerous, so how could he feel that this person is quite nice.

He is dressed in a red dress and is very spacious. He looks thin, tall, soft and weak, and always has a smile on his face. At first glance, he doesn't look like a bad guy, let alone a murderous bad guy!

So, he nodded happily, took Ah Fu and followed Yan Xingche back to the Prince's Mansion.

Ah Fu was about to say something to stop him, when suddenly he saw Prince Gong's eyes piercing, unlike the patience and gentleness when facing Lin Yan, this eyes had a strong sense of warning, like ice thorns in his eyes, scared Ah Fu Shocking.

Silently comforting himself, he said: It's okay, the young master is the prime minister's son, and Prince Gong has a good relationship with his master, so nothing will happen.

Prince Gong's Mansion.

Lin Yan was assigned to a guest room in Yan Xingche's yard, next door to Yan Xingche's bedroom, surrounded by soldiers patrolling all the time, Lin Yan was very relieved to see this.

The two had dinner together first, during which Yan Xingche took the trouble to stir up topics with Lin Yan, and listened to Lin Yan's words with enjoyment, feeling comfortable all over.

I ate an extra bowl of rice.

It's just that the Killing God, who has always been reticent, had an unprecedented conversation with the boy today, and even arranged the boy's residence next to his own, which shocked the jaws of the people in the palace.

The butler who was waiting on the side glanced at the young man quietly, innocent and ignorant, his eyes were clear, and he thought that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and most likely he was coaxed back by the prince, otherwise, who would dare to step in here, who would dare to live here with a smile on his face next door.

Despite all kinds of slander, the servants did not dare to speak out, so they could only suppress all the abnormal actions of Yan Xingche today, and kept silent and dared not criticize.

Unless you don't want to die.

After eating, Yan Xingche offered to digest food in the palace.

The palace of the prince is indeed much bigger than the palace of the prime minister, and because Yan Xingche likes to enjoy the temperament of obeying his heart, there is no place in the palace that is not exquisite and gorgeous.

Lin Yan was amazed all the way, dazzled and dazzled.

Lin Yan looked at it with gusto, and could look at a cleverly arranged flower bed for a while, as expected of a simple mind.

And what was even more unexpected to everyone was that Yan Xingche also enjoyed his company with him.

This was something Yan Xingche himself hadn't thought of. Just seeing Lin Yan's slightly open mouth in amazement, he felt very satisfied and had a strong sense of accomplishment. He was glad that the palace was built so exquisitely and gorgeously. .

Half an hour passed, Lin Yan was tired from walking, and was about to go back to wash and rest. Yan Xingche patiently accompanied him, and his throat was a little dry after explaining for half an hour.

At night, Lin Yan lay on the bed in the guest room. The quilt was very soft, even more comfortable than her own bed.

He touched the delicate pattern on the quilt, after this night, Prince Gong's Mansion has been upgraded to a super gorgeous and wonderful place in his eyes!At this time, the embroidery on the quilt looks so extraordinary.

And Prince Gong Yan Xingche was also a good person in his eyes, he took him around tirelessly and introduced him carefully, he was really a good person.

A nice guy like Daddy.

Today is really the right time, and the rumors from the outside world are really unbelievable. How can such a good person become a killing god?

Really puzzling, nonsense!

At night, Lin Yan, who tossed and turned for a long time without falling asleep, patted the quilt irritably. He always felt that something was missing, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

After turning over two times, I still didn't feel sleepy at all. I sat up suddenly with my arms propped up, fumbled to put on my shoes and got out of bed.

At this moment, the room was completely dark, Lin Yan wanted to light the candle lamp, blindly walked towards the tea table based on memory, but this was not the prime minister's mansion, let alone his bedroom.

Accidentally, he knocked over the low stool and made a "bang". Lin Yan panicked, jumped to the side, and brought down the teacup from the table. At this time, the low stool squatted on the ground several times , hit the table leg and rolled to the other side.

For a while, there was a constant crackling in the room.

Lin Yan froze in place, and after waiting for a while, there was no sound, and she didn't hear anyone outside being woken up by herself, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

He fumbled again to light the oil lamp, but this time it went smoothly, after all, all the obstacles in front of him rolled aside.

A faint fire was lit and grew brighter.

Lin Yan gently straightened the stool, and after a lot of tossing, her whole body became extremely hot, her face was flushed, and she walked to the window panting with her mouth slightly open, trying to open the window for ventilation.

The night was silent, the window was opened a crack, and the chirping of autumn insects outside came in instantly, making it a little more angry, followed by a cool breeze, which was very comfortable to blow on the slightly sweaty face.

Lin Yan's irritability caused by insomnia faded slightly, and she showed a smile in the cool wind, and then pushed all the windows open with both hands.

The moment he opened it, a figure in the dark night came into his eyes.

"what!"

Lin Yan let out a short cry, and stared at the person in front of the bed with rounded eyes, with loose long hair and loose red pajamas revealing white skin covered with a thin layer of muscle, red very red black very black worship At first glance, I thought it was something scary.

Lin Yan was breathing hurriedly, her heart was pounding with fright, and after a closer look, she realized that it was Prince Gong, so she immediately relaxed.

Putting on a well-behaved and polite smile, showing two small canine teeth, he said, "Xing Che, is there anything you can do for me at such a late hour? Why don't you knock on the door?"

Yan Xingche stared at him oily for a moment, seeing his ignorant and innocent smile, he couldn't help but smile along with him: "It's nothing, I just heard that there is something going on here, if you don't worry, come and take a look." look."

The fact is that he was woken up by Lin Yan's movement, and he ran to the bed as soon as he got up, but luckily he still had his senses, otherwise he would have broken in through the window and made a move.

"So that's how it is." Lin Yan was still obedient, but apologetic a little more: "I couldn't sleep, I accidentally knocked down the stool when I got up to turn on the lamp, I'm sorry for disturbing you."

Yan Xingche: "It's okay, I haven't slept yet, why can't you sleep? Are you not used to living here?"

"No, no!" Lin Yan immediately shook her head frantically, and said with some hesitation and embarrassment: "I just miss the bedtime story my father told, and I always feel that I can't fall asleep because of something missing."

"So that's the case." Yan Xingche nodded clearly, seeing the little boy's blushing face, it turned out that the child still likes to listen to bedtime stories, so he was immediately amused.

The dissatisfaction of being woken up in the middle of the night dissipated, and I didn't know which thread was provoked, so I said, "Why don't I go in and tell you?"

After saying this, he was taken aback.

And Lin Yan's eyes lit up, she nodded obediently and happily, "Okay!"

The tone was brisk, completely unaware of how shocking it was to let Shashen make an exception to tell a bedtime story.

Seeing the child's happy appearance, Yan Xingche's eyes brightened a little, and he was reflected in it, and suddenly felt that telling bedtime stories was pretty good for him.

Then Lin Yan opened the door, Yan Xingche entered the room, asked Lin Yan to lie down, and sat by the bed to tell stories.

After thinking about it for a while, he thought about what he could say and said, "Just listen to it when you fall asleep, and I'll leave when you fall asleep."

"Yeah." Lin Yan lay down obediently, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt under his chin neatly. Looking at Yan Xingche who was smiling under the candlelight, he felt very at ease, and obediently closed his eyes and waited for the story .

Yan Xingche cleared his throat, and said softly: "Once upon a time, there were two brothers on the battlefield. They were betrayed by their subordinates. They broke away from the army and were trapped in the mountains. At night, a pack of wolves came..."

The night was still very quiet, but there was a soft voice, without the subconscious softness and knife hidden in the cotton, Yan Xingche's voice was so gentle and soothing.

In Yan Xingche's bloody bedtime story, Lin Yan fell asleep with a smile.

"...The two brothers worked together and finally led the wolves down the cliff and escaped."

At the end of the story, Yan Xingche looked at Lin Yan who was breathing steadily and fell asleep and smiled.

Falling asleep so quickly, it seems that my ability to tell bedtime stories is pretty good.

After looking at Lin Yan's quiet and obedient sleeping face for a while, Yan Xingche got up and left.

This night, Lin Yan had a dream, in which his father told him a story, suddenly, his father turned into Yan Xingche, and continued to tell him a story.

Lin Yan was very happy to hear that, and she always smiled when she fell asleep.

It was a very quiet and peaceful night.

The next day, before Jing Chi came back, Lin Yan consciously went to Prince Gong's Mansion. In his opinion, he and Xing Che were already good friends, and of course they could go to play again.

Moreover, Xing Che told him a bedtime story last night. Although he didn't remember what he said, he felt similar to his father.

Since he was personally brought in by the God of Death yesterday, everyone in the house knew him and dared not stop him.

Yan Xingche, who was living in the yard, glanced at Lin Yan who came over, said nothing, and acquiesced that he would continue to live next door.

At night, Yan Xingche was sleeping when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Then there was a young voice that was so soft and so clear that no glitches could be heard: "Xing Che, I, I can't sleep."

Outside the door, Lin Yan was wearing a thin underwear, looked timidly at the dark sky behind him, grabbed the hem of his clothes and stood timidly outside the door, raised his small fist and gently knocked on the wooden door.

Yan Xingche's movement of lifting the quilt only paused for a moment, then put on his usual evil smile, walked over and opened the door, leaned against the door frame and smiled at the little white rabbit in front of him: "What? You want to listen to sleep?" Previous story?"

Seeing Yan Xingche's swaying and weak appearance, Lin Yan secretly condemned himself, Xingche was not in good health and couldn't walk steadily, and he still came to bother him, really...

He still couldn't say the word "shouldn't" in his heart, because he couldn't sleep, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered that Xing Che told him a story last night.

He squeezed the corner of his clothes tightly, and after silently repenting, he stretched out a finger and begged, "Can you tell me a story tonight? Just one, no trouble!"

tell a story?He, Yan Kingdom's No. [-] Killing God, didn't just tell bedtime stories. Yan Xingche refused without even thinking about it, and blurted out the word "no".

But when Lin Yan's look of anticipation collapsed, as if he had been choked by himself, he couldn't help but quickly changed his words: "No... trouble, let's go to your room."

Lin Yan, who was originally depressed, regained her vitality in an instant. Mengdi raised her head to reveal her bright eyes, and said in surprise, "Really? Xing Che, you are such a good person!"

nice guy?It's been a long time since I received this kind of evaluation. Yan Xingche smiled evilly. It seemed that it was the first time someone said that he was a good person. It felt... pretty good.

He found that no matter what the words were, as long as they came out of Lin Yan's mouth, they would become very nice.

"Let's go."

"Hmm! Let me help you." Xing Che's body was already so weak that he was really afraid that he would collapse while walking.

Yan Xingche warmly looked at Lin Yan who stretched out his hand as if to support him. Unexpectedly, there was no physical resistance due to the touch of outsiders, but Lin Yan, who was obedient to his nature, supported him.

Before lying down obediently, Lin Yan brightened her eyes and said, "Xing Che, you really look like my father."

Yan Xingche paused when he sat down, smiled as if thinking of something, and began to tell the story as if nothing had happened.

"Once upon a time, two brothers took their friends to hunt in the mountains. Suddenly, a man with a machete cut one of the brothers on the back, and the flesh and blood rolled out. The man said: You really don't look like a smile Man, I'm going to hack you to death today, you monster... Later, all the friends of the two brothers died."

Tonight, Yan Xingche told another story. After telling it, he realized whether what he told was too scary. His heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the little rabbit on the bed in a panic.

Breathing steadily with a smile on his brows and eyes, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, he slept soundly and soundly, and immediately felt relieved.

The little rabbit is really a little rabbit, and he can be fooled by any story, without any vigilance.

No defense, wholehearted trust... how rare this is, they have only officially known each other for less than ten days.

Yan Xingche's upturned eyes darkened, and then gradually brightened again, like a fox stealing fish.

In the next period of time, as soon as Jing Chi left, Lin Yan would go to Prince Gong's mansion, and occasionally he would be lazy and want to stay in the school, and people from the palace would come to the school to invite him to go.

Every time I go there, I will definitely hear Yan Xingche tell a bloody bedtime story. People in the palace gradually get used to it. Lin Yan can walk sideways in the palace, and no one dares to provoke him.

In this way, the two lived next to each other for a period of time, and everyone in the house knew that Mr. Lin who always came and his prince were very good friends, and when they believed in this knowledge...

Lin Yan lived in the master bedroom in Yan Xingche's courtyard.

The reason is: Yan Xingche is too lazy to run to the next door every day, so it's better to just sleep together, anyway, Lin Yan is small and doesn't take up much space.

Everyone in the palace: Their friendship is really strong, Mr. Lin is really amazing, he can sleep with the prince and have a long talk!

What?What do you think other than that?Of course not!What else could two men sleeping together be an all night long conversation between best friends?

At night, Yan Xingche half sat up with his arms propped up, looked at Lin Yan's quiet and well-behaved sleeping face beside him, and sneered slightly.

I didn't expect that I would live with someone else one day, which is really strange.

But... His eyes traced Lin Yan's well-behaved eyebrows and eyes, but the little rabbit is not only cute and cute, but also has such a pure mind, like a piece of white paper, he can do whatever he wants, it is impossible to betray him, and it is impossible to have an accident. threaten.

If so, it's okay to let go of your guard.

Yan Xingche raised his hand, and lightly brushed Lin Yan's wheel with his fingertips, stroked his chin with a little baby fat with his callused fingertips, and brushed his delicate petal-like lips...

Fair, like this man.

A strange thought suddenly came up, and Yan Xingche couldn't help breathing heavily. Looking at Lin Yan in front of him, he thought: Maybe, he can draw whatever he wants on this white paper and imprint his own brand on it.

It's different from the brand of "you really look like my daddy".

In this way, the little white rabbit will belong to him forever, forever.

Seems... pretty good.

He didn't mind having such a cute little person in his future, he touched his heart, and even looked forward to it.

The man who has always acted decisively quickly paid attention in his heart, and showed a satisfied smile, without a trace of evil spirit, as happy as if he had won some treasure.

Like holding some treasure, she gently moved Lin Yan into her own doubts, the little rabbit's soft head rested on her chest, and slowly fell asleep with her breathing entangled.

-

The matter between Yan Xingche and Lin Yan was learned by Prime Minister Lin, and Lin Yan was taken back to his room after some tossing.

Only Yan Xingche and Prime Minister Lin were left to argue in the teahouse.

One insisted that Lin Yan be responsible for the rest of his life, and the other insisted that he disagreed, saying that he had lied to his son.

Prime Minister Lin was blushing and had a thick neck, and Yan Zhuangze, whose skin was thicker than the city wall, still had the strength to fight, but in the end, Prime Minister Lin personally drove Yan Zhuangze out with a feather duster and a group of guards.

The door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was closed with a bang, to show the Lin family's resolute attitude.

Prime Minister Lin swept his sleeves fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard, don't let me see you again!"

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his forehead with a headache again, what's the matter, the emperor wanted to establish a male queen, and his own son was almost abducted by that boy Yan Xingche!

What the hell are these two brothers doing?Not only are the methods equally brutal, but even their hobbies are so consistent?

What a headache, home country country, two things together!

Lin Yan sat obediently in the room, although his father said that he would not hit anyone again, but he was still a little worried.

When I went to the dining room for dinner, I learned that my father had something to go out, so he was only allowed to stay in the house and not allowed to go out.

Looks like nothing happened.

Lin Yan finished dinner by herself a little sullenly, with her head down, depressed, and she went back to her room and locked herself in it.

A little unhappy, Yan Xingche just left?Why don't you come to see him?He had prepared the surprise for so long, and it felt like it was in vain.

After sitting for a while, he opened the door and asked the maid outside: "Xiao Tao, do you know where Yan Xingche is?" Maybe he hasn't left yet.

"Prince Gong?" The maid named Xiaotao said, "I left a long time ago, before the master went out."

Lin Yan's eyes widened in an instant, and she really left.

Both sides of the cheeks were bulging round, and the mouth was flattened and the door was closed again, angry!

At this time, the dusk in the sky also receded slowly, and when dusk fell, a layer of gray tulle enveloped Yancheng. After sitting with her face propped up for a while, Lin Yan resolutely decided to go to bed first.

When he fell asleep, he didn't think about anyone, nor did he think about Yan Xingche. He was angry, the kind that couldn't be coaxed well.

It was still early, and Lin Yan couldn't fall asleep so early, she tossed and turned in bed wrapped in a quilt, her eyes closed tightly, she just didn't want to open her eyes, as if she would see Yan Xingche as soon as she opened her eyes.

The angry Lin Yan didn't want to see it.

Just when Lin Yan turned over 25 times, there was a light knocking sound from the window, and then the window was pushed open with a "click". Lin Yan opened her eyes again and saw Yan Xingche standing in front of her bed.

Lin Yan's eyes widened, she looked at Yan Xingche who really appeared in front of her eyes in disbelief, and stammered: "You..."

Yan Xingche had a smile on his brows and eyes, and the green and black balls at the corners of his eyebrows became vivid. He hugged Lin Yan excitedly, buried his head in his neck and took a deep breath: "I'm here to see you, Baby Yan, I miss is you."

At the moment of being hugged tightly, Lin Yan felt that all the anger she had held for so long had been vented, so she could only let him hold her helplessly and obediently, and said softly: "I, I miss you too, I miss you so much. Thought you were gone."

"Didn't I come to see you secretly?" Yan Xingche skillfully held Lin Yan on his lap and sat there, pinched Chao Siyexiang's little face and said, "What do you miss me? Miss me for you tell a story?"

Lin Yan blushed, and muttered: "I miss you, I want to listen to stories, I want to hug you to sleep, I miss you...to play with kisses."

"Hiss—" Yan Xingche bit the tip of his tongue and took a deep breath. How could he say such tempting words with such an innocent look?

Totally... unbearable.

He held Lin Yan's shoulder tightly, his eyes turned red suddenly, and his breathing gradually became heavy. He said, "Want to kiss? I'm right here, come and kiss."

What's more, the tone is soft and coaxing: "I really miss Lin Yan, like Lin Yan's kiss."

"Really?" Lin Yan was overjoyed, looked at Yan Zhuangze left and right, then slowly approached Yan Zhuangze with trembling eyelashes and pouting lips...

Yan Xingche stared at him intently, his eyes full of anticipation, looking forward to Lin Yan's rare initiative, looking forward to the soft kiss he thought about day and night.

It is soft and sweet to the touch, and flowers explode in my mind in an instant.

The fierce beast in Yan Xingche's body could no longer be restrained, and immediately turned against the enemy and attacked the city.

Lin Yan was hugged tightly by him and pressed on his lap, enduring this long-lost and violent kiss, dodging shyly and wanting to refuse, making people feel even more deeply.

until……

The door of the room was gently pushed open, and Prime Minister Lin was holding a plate of pastries, walking in and saying, "Yan'er, Daddy is back, let me tell you about sleep..."

Just as he was about to tell a bedtime story and wake up his son, the well-intentioned old father Lin raised his head when he heard a slight humming sound coming from inside.

Lin Yan hurriedly and shyly pushed Yan Xingche away, blushed and hid her ears under the quilt beside her, her buttocks changed from sitting to lying on Yan Xingche's lap, and Prime Minister Lin who raised his head met Yan Xingche's eyes.

The obedient son lying on someone else's lap, with his hands on Lin Yan's buttocks, he didn't know what to do, and the stinky boy with a satisfied expression on his face, that stinky boy even licked the corner of his lower lip provocatively, as if he had endless aftertaste...

Old Lin's father's heart was blocked, stuck in the throat tube, and he was so angry that he couldn't breathe.

After a while, he raised his finger angrily, picked up the pastry in his hand and threw it at Yan Xingche's face, shouting angrily, "You brat, you son of a bitch! Get out of here!"