The East Palace was still quiet and dark as before, the silent palace servants lit the ever-burning candles and then retreated, the sound of the servants closing the rich door was dull and heavy, and the hearts of those who listened were tense.
Jiang Fu trembled slightly, then rubbed the corners of his red eyes, hugged the Prince's neck and kissed his cold lips, and explained in a low voice.
"I think that clay figurine is very interesting, and I want to give it to the prince's brother, so I talked to him."
Seeing that the prince was just silent, he leaned over to rub the cold side face of the prince even more flatteringly, and the breath between his ears and temples was warm and sweet.
"Brother Prince, don't be angry, okay, I really didn't mean it."
The prince ignored him all the time, carried him all the way to the bed in the inner room and put him down, then pinched his chin with one hand and forced him to raise his head, his calm voice seemed to have no emotion at all.
"Chengcheng, you don't have to go to Quetang this month."
Jiang Fu was stunned, then hurriedly grabbed his skirt, and said desperately at a loss.
"Brother Prince, it will be fifteen tomorrow, I know I was wrong, brother Prince, don't be angry, don't be angry, okay?"
The frightened tone of pleading, the young man with frowning brows and tears looked charming, but the crown prince didn't waver at all, just looked at him quietly with an unclear expression.
Ever since the prince brought him to the East Palace, Jiang Fu was not allowed to go back to the Que Hall. After begging the prince for a long time, the prince finally agreed that if he was obedient, he could go back to the Que Hall once a month on the fifteenth day.
One of Jiang Fu's elder sisters was taken away by the third prince, and only A Niang and another elder sister were left in the sparrow hall, and A Niang had just given birth to a little brother not long ago. Only the second time can bring them something to take care of. If Jiang Fu doesn't go this time, those palace people who serve them will definitely make things difficult for them again.
Seeing that the prince hadn't withdrawn his order, Jiang Fu hurriedly tore off his clothes, then took the initiative to hook his neck and leaned forward to kiss him, meekly and flatteringly holding the prince's hand hanging by his side and interlocking his fingers.
He knew the prince liked it very much.
The drooping long eyelashes trembled nervously, the little cinnabar red between the brows was charming, and the kiss sent by the young man was green and clumsy. Even after so many ups and downs in the bed, his body, which is so familiar with love affairs, is still full of tenderness. Keep the innocence that can't be erased.
This strange contradiction exudes a fatal attraction, and anyone will plunge into it and indulge in it.
The prince leaned over and clasped his hand on the soft silk quilt, and pulled off the golden hook that hooked the bed curtain, and the scattered tassels covered the blurred scene on the bed layer by layer.
At the time of dawn, the half-opened carved windows can vaguely see the lush scenery of the waterside pavilions and pavilions. The palace people are hanging many palace lanterns under the eaves of the promenade. The fireworks in the world.
When he was watching in a daze, the attendant who appeared suddenly stepped forward and closed the window, saying neither humble nor overbearing.
"It's windy outside, the young master will catch a cold."
Jiang Fu, who was lying on the bed, had no choice but to put down the lifted corner of the bed curtain, and withdrew his envious eyes. He saw a familiar dark red box in the attendant's hand with sharp eyes, and couldn't help shrinking back, biting his lip and whispering. ask.
"When will the prince come back?"
The attendant kept his eyes on the ground, and didn't even look at the person on the bed who was blocked by layers of curtains, and replied without half-distraction.
"Back to young master, His Royal Highness ordered the slaves to get it from the teaching mother. He said that if you are not obedient, then you don't have to go to the Sparrow Hall anymore, just go back to the teacher to learn the rules."
The people in the bed curtain stopped talking, and there was a rustling sound after a long while, and a thin white hand stretched out from under the thin red bed curtain, picked up the box, and then retracted into the bed curtain went.
The bones of the hand are distinct, white and greasy, but there are deep hickey marks on the knuckles and the back of the hand, and the deeper ones are even stacked with terrifying tooth marks, as if being eaten by a wild beast from head to toe. .
On the delicate wrist that was slightly exposed was a thin iron chain, which was wrapped with the softest snow silk to prevent the delicate skin from being scratched, and it made a crisp sound with the movement.
The attendant lowered his eyes as usual and exited the inner room.
After living with the prince in the East Palace, the prince never allowed him to go out, as if he was really keeping a private bird in captivity.
The prince is very patient and rarely loses his temper, but he is so possessive that he is not allowed to talk or meet anyone. Sometimes he is afraid that he will sneak out and will tie him up between the beds with chains, depriving him of his freedom.
Such a prince made Jiang Fu very surprised, because in those previous worlds, even if Yuan Chen loved him so much that he did the same thing as being imprisoned, he would quickly realize it, and then apologize to Jiang Fu with self-blame.
But this time Yuan Chen has lived with him in the East Palace for more than six years, and his desire to control him has not diminished but increased. sparrow.
Jiang Fu was puzzled for a while, and then he gradually understood why.
Because such Yuan Chen is the real Yuan Chen.
It seems that since he deliberately failed to recognize Tieniu who had lost his name and appearance in the world of cultivation, Yuanchen has been in a different state from the previous world.
Jiang Fu still clearly remembers how Yuan Chen, who jumped down without hesitation, stared at him when he stumbled and fell from the steep slope in the last sentinel world.
At that time, a piercing mechanical sound sounded in Jiang Fu's mind.
[Ding! The emotional function of the experimental body has been activated by 68%, 75%, 89%... 100%.]
The moment he heard 100%, Jiang Fu thought in disbelief that the experiment had been successful, but before his joy surfaced, it was as if he was silenced by a mechanical sound for a few seconds, and then continued to ring again.
[97%, 86%, 72... 5.7%, 4.6%.]
The last number stopped is not even as much as the progress of the first world. The efforts of so many worlds seem to have returned to the original point all of a sudden, which sounds extremely frustrating.
It was rare for Jiang Fu to be at a loss for a moment, but he was hugged tightly by Yuan Chen who rushed over, and the voice wrapped around his ears was vicious, overflowing with undisguised viciousness.
Going deeper, it seems that there is still a trace of fear and fragility that is afraid of losing him.
"You don't want to leave me until you die."
In an instant, Jiang Fu knew he had won.
This cyborg has already begun to try every means to keep himself in the spiritual world, whether it is to confuse the part of his true self hidden in the sentinel world, or to use means to hoodwink the experimental data records, all these seem to be cyborgs He is in charge of everything, but Jiang Fu is not worried at all.
He was sure that the more emotions spread by the interest made the man-made completely stumped.
So when the Yuan Chen in this world showed a different appearance from the previous world, Jiang Fu quickly accepted it. After all, this Yuan Chen is the real Yuan Chen, selfish, arrogant, reckless, for what he wants Something unscrupulous.
Maybe the artificial human's thinking doesn't have so many emotions, Yuan Chen just wanted Jiang Fu to stay in the spiritual world, so he used the simplest and rude method to keep him - chained his bed in the deep palace , and then use the ups and downs of the data to bring the whole experiment back to its original point.
It seems that as long as this is the case, Jiang Fu has nothing to do.
He is too proud, but Jiang Fu's insight is full of loopholes and vulnerable. Jiang Fu originally wanted to expose him unexpectedly, but later changed his mind.
Yuan Chen wants him to stay in this world obediently, so he will stay obediently, but not in the way Yuan Chen expects.
When the boy's body grew enough to be happy, Yuan Chen ordered someone to bring the teaching mother to the East Palace.
That was Yuan Chen standing beside the bed, wearing the prince's luxurious court clothes, looking at him in the dim light.
Jiang Fu, who was hiding on the bed, looked at him blankly, his thin clothes revealing delicate and fair shoulder and neck lines, his androgynous face was burning with cinnabar, red lips and white teeth, full of docile ignorance.
Yuan Chen reached out and touched his face, then held his chin and stared at him intently, asking gently.
"Chengcheng, from now on, I will teach you how to please me every day from now on, okay?"
His tone was very light, not as gloomy as before, but as if he was joking.
What he knows is that Jiang Fu is not a gentle and deceitful clawless kitten, but a beautiful flower with thorns, soft but not weak, sharp but not pressing, who can act like a baby lazily in his arms, and can also treat him well. Anyone else showed a fierce side.
This kind of Jiang Fu is what fascinates him.
But Jiang Fu blinked, then nodded obediently.
"good."
Yuan Chen's complexion was as if an inch of frost had condensed, the dark color in his eyes rolled and changed several times, and finally turned into a chaotic darkness.
The hand that was pinching Jiang Fu's chin suddenly tightened, almost making a cracking sound to his bones, and he released it after a while, leaving clear finger marks on the white and greasy skin.
Jiang Fu seemed to be in severe pain, he didn't dare to touch the bruise on his chin, and looked at him aggrievedly and said.
"Brother Prince, I'm in pain."
Prince brother.
Prince brother.
Why isn't it called Yuanyuan
Yuan Chen immediately took a step back, stared at him blankly for a while, then turned and left without saying a word.
In the closed room burning with rich incense, the teaching nun covered Jiang Fu's eyes, saying that it would help his body become more sensitive. He could feel that a pair of hands wrapped in things used a lot of things on his body, such as the secret equipment and medicine of the royal family, and even the Western Region products that he couldn't bear.
But he didn't resist at all, he just bit his lip and whimpered when he couldn't take it anymore, trying his best to cooperate with the guidance and lessons of the teaching mother, but his heart was as clear as a mirror.
How could Yuan Chen let others touch him? Even though the nun was talking aside, the hands that fell on him were extremely familiar, full of sullenness and teasing at his docile gesture.
But Jiang Fu just wanted to provoke him, he couldn't bear it, but he couldn't do anything about it, and he took the initiative to show his true face, and then he wanted to wake up.
All it takes is time.