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"Oh, really?" Cong Sheng was very calm. He didn't seem to hear the deeper meaning of Yinzhen's words, nor did he seem to see the burning passion in Yinzhen's eyes.
"It's getting late, and the palace gate has been locked (the Forbidden City closes the palace gate at six o'clock in the evening, and no one is allowed to enter or leave). Today, fourth brother, you can rest in the palace. I feel wronged that fourth brother has to live a life without a lovely wife and concubine to accompany him. It’s night.”
In ancient times, people went to bed at eight o'clock in the evening. Cong Sheng said that there was nothing to be happy about because they had to get up at four o'clock in the morning to go to court. For Cong Sheng, this is the most painful part of being an emperor. This made it difficult for him to adjust mentally after being used to sleeping in for hundreds of years. Fortunately, 'Yinreng''s body has already gotten used to it.
"There's nothing wrong with being able to sleep with my second brother." Yinzhen said with a chuckle.
Cong Sheng twirled the ring on his thumb with a helpless expression, "You know how to climb along the pole." He just jumped at the opportunity.
Cong Sheng paused, then joked, "I hope the beauties in your mansion won't complain that I left their prince behind tonight."
"How can those people be compared to my second brother? You are the only one in my heart, unparalleled in the world." Yinzhen murmured softly, his voice almost inaudible.
But Cong Sheng, who had the blessing of deep inner strength, heard every word. He turned his back and smiled softly with his lips raised.
He had no choice but to aggrieve the women in Yinzhen's mansion. He didn't like his people to be touched by others. He even felt unhappy if he was touched by others.
Thinking of those time-travel girls and reborn girls, Cong Sheng actually felt sour in her heart. I don’t know how comfortable and romantic Yinzhen is these days. You must know that there are no ugly women among reborn women or time-travelling women.
Thinking of the beauties in Yinzhen's backyard, Cong Sheng became more and more determined, especially when these people were still eyeing Yinzhen's heart. Especially since someone else gave birth to his heir, Cong Sheng's face became even more ugly. The Yinzhen here is not the Fourth Master who had few heirs in history. Not to mention that Wu Ya who had the birth pill always gave birth to multiple twins, Xilin Jueluo and Li both gave birth to twins. Such a miracle made Yinzhen a legend of the Qing Dynasty to this day. Who said the woman in his backyard could and would give birth
Cong Sheng felt unhappy just thinking about it. The women who decide that backyard must definitely look good on them. There is also Yinzhen, who he couldn't control in the past. If he has anything to do with those women in the future, Cong Sheng doesn't mind having a noble father-in-law in the harem. It's not like he has never done anything like falling in love and killing each other. There is also a secret copy of the 'Sunflower Book' in his space, which also came from a time-traveling woman.
"I've asked people to tidy up the dormitory next to it. Do you like it?" Cong Sheng decided not to sleep with him tonight. Who makes him unhappy? Having power means being willful.
"Second brother." Yinzhen looked at Cong Sheng, who was in a depressed mood, puzzled. This man was quite happy just now, but why was he unhappy again
Why? Yinzhen began to think about their previous interactions. Could it be...
'Second brother, does he care about the women in my house? '
Yinzhen felt that this idea was too scary. He was not sure for a moment. He just looked at Cong Sheng's face without any trace, trying to find some clues.
But as he looked at it, he gradually forgot his original intention. Under the candlelight, the man's facial features became more and more handsome and elegant. The Aixinjueluo family's iconic phoenix eyes contained a bit of romantic and charming meaning in his majesty. A blink of an eye, inadvertently full of amorous feelings.
Yinzhen knew that among the brothers, this man had the best temperament and the most elegance. He also has the best appearance among the brothers, but the prince's reputation is too great. He usually wears an apricot-yellow prince's uniform and has a proud aura. Few people dare to face his appearance directly. It is said that the prince is arrogant and domineering, with a domineering personality. So even fewer people dare to talk about his appearance.
But tonight, this man's eyebrows softened, his aura was completely restrained, and his face was breathtakingly beautiful. I could also see that Yinzhen's heartbeat was erratic and his earlobes were feeling faintly hot. Even something underneath him started to move.
These days, he dreamed of this person every night. In the dream, they were intimate and sipping each other, like loving lovers, entwined, doing all the things lovers would do. Sometimes he dreams of two men with strange looks, but Yinzhen just knows that it is them. Watching them meet and fall in love in a strange place with strange faces, strange clothes, and strange languages. After waking up, Yinzhen often couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or waking up, because those dreams were so beautiful and sweet that he didn't want to wake up for a long time.
Yinzhen struggled and escaped, but the Forbidden City was only so big. Every time he made preparations, they always collapsed when he saw this person. He even wondered why he had the idea of staying away from this person, even if he was there whenever he was there. This thought made my heart hurt like a knife.
After struggling for a long time, Yinzhen finally thought about it. Now that he has fallen in love, he can no longer not love this person, nor can he leave this person, nor can he bear to watch this person with others without being indifferent.
Blood relationship, ethics, Yinzhen no longer cares about them. These things are nothing compared to the person he likes.
Even if he falls into the abyss, he still wants to hold this person together. How can he let himself taste the pain of not being able to love alone.
People in the Aixinjueluo family are all domineering.
If he wants it, he will get it.
No matter how difficult it is, Yinzhen will not give up. Fortunately, this person also has no taboos between men and women, and he also regards etiquette as nothing. In the past, these people's hobbies and personalities that he disliked now made Yinzhen feel like his savior. Otherwise, it would be simply impossible to make this person fall in love with him contrary to moral principles, especially when this person has become a more noble emperor.
If it were in modern society, maybe Yinzhen would send a message '#How to overwhelm your own emperor brother, waiting online, urgent#'
But today's various temptations made Yinzhen feel that he didn't have a chance. This person cared about him more than he thought, and maybe he didn't have unrequited love.
Seeing the road ahead, Yinzhen was in a much better mood, with a smile always on his face. He was still the unsmiling, cold and serious cold-faced king he usually was. His smile was almost the same as that of the Eighth Prince, who always smiled like a spring breeze.
However, he didn't want to waste this good opportunity tonight. It would be a pity to waste such a good opportunity to get enough sleep.
Cong Sheng looked at Yinzhen lying next to him and closed his eyes silently.
He really underestimated the Yongzheng Emperor who finally came to power. He actually just went to the next door and walked around, and actually picked out nearly 80 reasons why the house next door cannot be inhabited. What feng shui conflicts with him? The color of the bed curtain is not what he likes. The structure of the room is not good. He can't sleep because the beam faces the bed. The number of windows in the room is an odd number. Even the ones on Duobao Pavilion You can find numerous reasons why he doesn't like the decorations.
In the end, Cong Sheng had no choice but to resist the chatty Fourth Master, so he had no choice but to give in and just sleep with this man.
Huh, he wasn't expecting it.
Yinzhen lay contentedly on the dragon bed, closed his eyes and smelled the familiar smell of the people next to him, and slowly fell asleep.
When Cong Sheng's breathing stabilized, Yinzhen, who was in the other bed next to him, suddenly opened his eyes, with no trace of sleep in his bright black eyes. He slowed down his breathing and made his eyes as light as smoke, fearing that he would be too explicit so that others around him would notice and disturb his sweet dream.
With the dim candlelight outside the bed curtain, Yinzhen listened helplessly to his own heartbeat. He could control his eyes and breathing, but he couldn't control his heartbeat.
Yinzhen's eyes moved from Cong Sheng's forehead to his closed eyes, then to the thick black long eyelashes, then to the fan-shaped shadows under his eyelids, and slowly slid from the delicate and tall bridge of his nose to the clear light pink On the lips.
Then he looked closely at those thin lips as beautiful as petals. Yinzhen's throat couldn't help sliding up and down. A firelight lit up in his dark eyes, and the devouring possessiveness almost seemed to want to take over. People chew the bones and swallow them in their stomachs.
Time passed little by little, and Yinzhen's eyes were still sober. He remained motionless while lying on his side, looking at the people beside him quietly. Like a black panther waiting patiently for a fatal blow to his prey in the middle of the night, his eyes were clearly filled with turmoil, but his expression was calm and calm. He even has the pearl of wisdom in his hand, and the domineering aura of being in control of everything is hidden in his sharp eyebrows.
Cong Sheng was not restless in his sleep. Although the emperor on the dragon bed would not be cold, Cong Sheng just rolled out of his quilt, and then rolled into the arms of another person who had lifted the quilt and had been waiting for a long time.
Yinzhen hugged the warm body in his arms and smiled softly. His eyes that finally closed were full of tenderness and tenderness.
The night passed quickly, and when Cong Sheng woke up, he saw someone's black and white eyes looking at him tenderly.
Cong Sheng calmly took back the foot that was pressing on someone's thigh, raised the hand on someone's waist and gently brushed the hair in front of his forehead to cover up his embarrassment. At the same time, he slowly moved his lower body backwards without leaving any trace, and finally separated the two stick-like objects that were pressed together.
From the beginning to the end, Cong Sheng did not dare to look at the expressions of the people next to him. This scene was really embarrassing. Even though Cong Sheng already knew the familiar soul of this person. But the person in front of them still has no memory of their past. Yinzhen is just the fourth brother of 'Yinreng', and the two are still brothers.
But Yinzhen's eyes were very light and quiet. After watching Cong Sheng leave his arms, he stood up calmly. As if nothing had happened, his calm and composed appearance made Cong Sheng's discomfort even more conspicuous.
Cong Sheng grabbed his hair angrily and glared at Yinzhen, who was standing by the bed with his back to him.
But at this time, no one saw the gentle and proud smile on Yinzhen's mouth.