As we all know, the Crown Prince has a very low tolerance for dirt, mess and blackness. In the words of his father, he is "obsessed with looks, clothes, and a slight mysophobia." So, when Zhao Lin rushed to his brother but was stopped by Shen Buci, he could understand but could not accept it. But who can tell him what his brother is holding now
Wei Zhenfeng was obviously just like him, having been riding for seven or eight days. His hair and clothes were all covered in dust, and the hems of his clothes were stained with dirt splashed by the horse's hooves. His face was the only good-looking thing on his body, but his royal brother didn't dislike him at all - was this really his brother
The Second Prince's jaw remained open for a long time. Zhou Huairang expressed deep sympathy and took the initiative to step forward and lift up his chin to help him.
Zhao Lin came back to his senses and stared with wide eyes: "Did you see it?"
Zhou Huairang nodded: "In reply to the Second Prince, I saw it, I saw it."
Zhao Lin didn't give up and asked Shen Buci again: "Did you see it too?"
Shen Buci: "Yeah."
Zhao Lin was dumbfounded and spoke incoherently: "They this, I that... my brother, no, my father and them..."
Zhou Huairang explained: "When His Highness was on tour, he and the young prince rekindled their childhood friendship and became very close."
Second Prince: "Ah?"
Zhou Huairang continued to explain: "It's so good that we appreciate each other and can't help but be together."
Second Prince: "Ah?"
Zhou Huairang spread his hands and ended his explanation: "That's it."
Second Prince: "Ah???"
After the little sister was born, Zhao Mian wrote a letter to Wei Zhenfeng to show off the fact. At the end of the letter, he asked Wei Zhenfeng when he would come to Nanjing. Wei Zhenfeng replied that he could not leave in April and would come in May.
Zhao Mian didn't expect that he would meet Wei Zhenfeng in spring.
In late spring, the scenery in Shangjing is still brilliant.
"Isn't it in May?" Zhao Mian buried his head in Wei Zhenfeng's shoulder, his voice trembling slightly with surprise, "I thought I couldn't see you until summer."
Wei Zhenfeng enjoyed the feeling of the arrogant beauty throwing herself into his arms, and the fatigue from sleepless nights was swept away: "I'll come after I finish the work ahead of time."
“Will it be hard?”
"Not bad." Wei Zhenfeng said, and laughed again, "Of course, I said 'not bad' just to be polite. It's really not easy for me. Zhao Mian, you have to reward me well."
Zhao Mian's heartbeat went out of control: "Okay."
The long-awaited hug between the two was interrupted by a roar. Zhao Mian looked at his silly brother with dissatisfaction: "Zhao Lin, what are you yelling about?"
"Brother, I'm calling Wei Zhenfeng—Wei Zhenfeng, what did you tell me at the beginning? You said you were going to the capital to do some serious work, and you could go with me as a companion." Zhao Lin pointed at his brother, his fingers trembling, "This is your serious work, and the serious work you want to do is my brother???"
Wei Zhenfeng admitted generously: "Yes."
The two times Wei Zhenfeng visited the Nanjing Palace, he played with Zhao Lin, and the relationship between the two could definitely be called friends. This time, they met unexpectedly on the way to Shangjing. After learning that the other party's destination was the same as theirs, they decided to travel together without saying a word, which led to the scene Zhao Mian just saw.
"… How could you do this to me? Am I not a living being?" Zhao Lin was so angry that smoke came out of his forehead. "I call you 'Brother Feng', and I give you chicken legs when we eat roast chicken. I also tell you stories about my brother's childhood!"
Zhao Mian:
Zhao Lin became more and more excited as he spoke, and was about to use his hands and mouth. Zhou Huairang quickly stopped him and said, "Forget it, Second Prince, let's talk it out."
"Zhao Lin, watch your manners." Zhao Mian scolded coldly, "Aren't you ashamed in front of the people of Beiyuan?"
"I also want to maintain my demeanor, but..." the Second Prince said angrily, "But I can't close my mouth."
Zhao Mian said expressionlessly: "Go see your father, he will make you shut up."
Zhao Linyou was reminded: "Yes, yes, father! Does father know about this?"
Wei Zhenfeng raised his eyebrows: "Prime Minister Xiao drank the tea I offered him, what does Second Prince think?"
Zhao Lin was completely devastated.
It's not that he couldn't accept his brother marrying the Crown Princess, but... How could it be so? When the little prince of Beiyuan was a child, he often took him to do bad things. The evil-minded Beiyuan people were not a good match for his brother who lived a glorious life.
The Second Prince looked so shocked that the Crown Prince softened his heart a little: "Zhao Lin, are you hungry?"
The Second Prince was almost wronged: "I'm hungry. In order to get back as soon as possible, we only eat one meal a day."
Zhao Mian said: "Go back to the palace first, my father and the others are waiting for you."
Today is a big day for the family to reunite. Father has been looking forward to it for a long time and has ordered people to prepare a family dinner early. Although Zhao Mian wanted to take Wei Zhenfeng straight to the East Palace, he had to go to the reunion dinner first.
Zhao Mian took Wei Zhenfeng to the carriage and said, "I will take you to the palace. You go to the East Palace and wait for me. I..."
Wei Zhenfeng made a "hush" gesture, grabbed Zhao Mian's wrist with one hand, and closed the open car window with the other.
The Second Prince, who was trying to inspect the situation from the car window, said in disbelief: "What does he mean? What does it mean that he closed the window in front of me?!"
Zhou Huairang followed the will of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and reminded him, "Second Prince, be polite!"
However, the most unmannerly person right now is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself.
The carriage moved steadily and quickly towards the palace. Zhao Mian was pulled to sit on Wei Zhenfeng's lap. Before he could say a word, Wei Zhenfeng kissed him all over.
Zhao Mian remembered that they were in a carriage, and his brother and subordinates were outside. Any noise they made would be heard by Shen Buci, but he still couldn't help but hug Wei Zhenfeng's neck tightly, and even took the initiative to stick out his tongue.
Even though they were definitely not experienced at kissing and didn't have much technique in their intertwining of lips and teeth, Zhao Mian still became excited. Her lips kissed by Wei Zhenfeng and her waist held by Wei Zhenfeng became soft and numb.
want to.
They were forced to separate for three months after their first acquaintance. They were not yet twenty years old, and if they had not had important matters to distract them, neither of them could have endured such suffering.
Zhao Mian was kissed until he almost collapsed in Wei Zhenfeng's arms, passion stirring in his body.
The feeling of tasting the marrow is really terrible, which can make him, a prince, kiss a man without caring about anything in the carriage. After not seeing each other for three months, he and Wei Zhenfeng should have a lot to talk about, but now all he can think about is sleeping with a man.
Where have all the books of sages gone
Zhao Mian forced himself to push Wei Zhenfeng's chest away, and also forced himself to calm down: "I still have to have dinner with my father and the others."
"I can't hide it anymore," Zhao Mian panted, "Zhao Lin saw you, and he couldn't close his mouth." The Crown Prince hesitated for a moment, "Do you want to go to the banquet with me?"
"Not today." Wei Zhenfeng didn't mind being discovered by Emperor Jing and Prime Minister Xiao. "The gift I prepared is still on the way. It would be better to go after it is delivered. Besides..." Wei Zhenfeng said frankly, "I want to sleep with you as soon as I see you. I'm afraid I can't pretend to be a handsome and elegant gentleman in front of your fathers."
Zhao Mian looked up and down at Wei Zhenfeng's clothes, and found that they were indeed quite different from the handsome and elegant one.
"I'll ask Zhou Huairang to take you to the East Palace to bathe and change clothes." Zhao Mian thought for a moment, took out a jade token and handed it to Wei Zhenfeng, "In the East Palace, seeing this jade token means seeing me. With it, you can move freely in the East Palace and do whatever you want."
Wei Zhenfeng took the jade token, and he didn't know what he was thinking of. His smile was filled with a hint of eagerness: "Thank you, Your Highness."
"By the way," Zhao Mian remembered something, "How did you get involved with Zhao Lin?"
Before Wei Zhenfeng told his story, he gave his conclusion: "Your brother is so easy to deceive."
Although Zhao Mian agreed with Wei Zhenfeng's statement, he was unhappy about what others said about his brother: "Your brother is easy to deceive."
The two parted at the gate of the imperial palace. Wei Zhenfeng was sent to the East Palace, while Zhao Mian took his brother straight to his father's bedroom.
Zhao Qi hadn't seen his youngest son for a few months. The first thing he said when he saw Zhao Lin was, "My dear eldest son, why are you so dark?!"
The Second Prince, who was forced to reform in the military camp and suffered all kinds of grievances, howled wildly: "Father! Father, wuwuwu, my brother was kidnapped by Wei Zhenfeng...!"
Zhao Mian said fiercely, "You're talking nonsense." From the current situation, it was clear that he had brought Wei Zhenfeng to Nanjing, and Wei Zhenfeng was already in his East Palace, waiting for him to return and favor her.
Zhao Qi felt a large dog pounce on him and almost knocked him to the ground.
Of his two sons, Mianmian inherited almost all the advantages of him and Xiao Shiqing, while the eldest son... inherited them randomly. He inherited his brains from him and his height from Xiao Shiqing. He was a cute tall boy. He was a troublemaker when he was young, but he got better when he grew up. He also became brother-con for some unknown reason.
Zhao Qi patted his youngest son on the back and consoled him, "Your brother is standing here peacefully. He didn't run away."
Zhao Lin glanced at Zhao Mian with resentment and asked, "Where are my father and sister?"
"Your father is discussing important matters with Ji Jinzhi and will be here later. Your sister is sleeping inside." Zhao Qi patted Zhao Lin on the butt, "Go wash up quickly and see if your sister is cute. Run, run."
Zhao Mian said: "I want to go too."
The father and his two sons sat around the sleeping little princess. Zhao Lin poked the little princess's cheek and said, "Sister, you are so small."
Zhao Qi smiled and said, "You were this small when you were born."
Zhao Mian's heart moved. The topic had already been brought up to this point, and his father was not around, so it was a good time to ask about his birth.
Zhao Mian carefully chose his words and said tactfully: "Father, how did I get here?"
Zhao Qi was stunned: "This question... didn't I teach you when you were an adult?"
Zhao Lin asked curiously: "What's the problem?"
Zhao Mian ignored Zhao Lin's words: "I heard that when you were pregnant with me, you didn't even know that I was your father's child."
Zhao Qi: "Well..."
Zhao Lin: "Yes, how did my brother come here, and how did my sister and I come here?"
Zhao Mian said indifferently: "Father, your reaction proves that what they said is right. I am not a child born out of your and father's mutual affection."
"Of course you are, Ah Mian Mian! Long before you were born, your father had already willingly given his life to me. Well, your father and I have been looking forward to your coming." Zhao Qi said seriously, "You were born in love."
Zhao Mian's face flushed, but he showed no reaction on the surface: "Oh, I understand. There is one more thing, Father. I will ascend the throne soon. Please don't call me 'Mian Mian' anymore."
Zhao Qi said sourly: "If you don't let me call, who should I call—Wei Zhenfeng?"
Zhao Mian was slightly startled. Wei Zhenfeng had never called him that before. Wei Zhenfeng had always called him by his full name.
Xiao Shiqing came back from work and stood at the door, watching them gathered together for a long time before he said, "What are you talking about?"
The three of them turned around at the same time, and the little princess woke up at the right time.
"My dear."
"Father."
"Father!"
"Hmm..."
The long-awaited family dinner made Zhao Mian happy physically and mentally. He drove away his younger brother who wanted to have a candlelight chat with him at night, and returned to the East Palace with a little drunkenness.
Wei Zhenfeng was still waiting for him.
Zhou Huairang should have arranged Wei Zhenfeng in his bedroom. Zhao Mian walked towards the bedroom and suddenly noticed a figure approaching quietly from behind.
He was very confident in the defense of the Eastern Palace and this man was definitely not an assassin.
Just as Zhao Mian was about to speak, his lips were suddenly covered tightly from behind. Then, a black cloth was wrapped around his eyes, and he could not see anything.
He felt his feet lighten, as if he was being picked up by someone. The hand covering his mouth loosened, and he heard a deep voice: "Don't make a sound, or don't blame me for being ruthless."
Zhao Mian: “…”
Zhao Mian tried to feel where the "knife" the man mentioned was, but was warned again.
"Don't move," the man chuckled, "I just want to rape you."
(End of this chapter)