He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Here, Hamol couldn't sleep as he lay facing the window. He kept looking at the dark night outside the villa in a daze.

Saiman woke up and frowned before seeing Hamol sleeping.

He leaned towards Hamel, hugged Hamel's waist from behind, kissed Hamel's ear and said in a low voice, "Can't you sleep?"

Hamor was being held without moving. He was thinking about what was going to happen next.

"what happened?"

When Hamor didn't reply, Saiman hugged him towards him.

There was no light on in the room, and Saiman could only look at Hamol's face through the faint moonlight outside the window.

Seeing that Hamel was worried, he raised his hand and touched Hamel's cheek, "Are you worried that Alvin will be captured by Shen Tianyu and the others, and my queen mother can't contact Alvin to get angry with you?"

Hamor did not shake his head or nod, but said in a dull voice, "We have gradually gotten to know Alvin now, and we know what type of person he is and we can guard against him. But if Alvin has not contacted the queen, she will send new enemies to us. It’s hard to fight back if you don’t know who it is.”

After listening, Saiman realized Hamor's worries. He touched Hamor's face and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You are still in a daze."

Hamor cursed in a low voice, too angry to pay attention.

"I'm just thinking about who else my mother can use. Basically, I know some of the people around her, but I don't know about the killers trained in the dark, but Sai'an will probably know some clues."

Saiman explained to Hamel, put his arm under Hamel's head, let Hamel rest his arm, lowered his head and kissed Hamel's forehead.

Hamor looked up at Saiman, "Do you want to join forces with Saiman?"

"Now it is confirmed that Sai'an is a victim just like me. We have nothing to lose by joining forces with him."

Hamor frowned when he heard this, "What if your brother agrees to cooperate on the condition that he wants to sit in that position himself in the future?"

"He is not suitable for that position." Saiman's voice affirmed, "I don't know what he is thinking now, but one thing I am sure of is that he knows that his life has been controlled by my mother, so he will definitely not do it again. If he wants to return to the palace where he has been imprisoned for thirty years, he will not be interested in the throne."

Hamor didn't speak after hearing this. As long as Sai'an was not interested in that position, everything would be easy. After all, he was from Sai's faction.

But there is another thing that makes Hamel irritated now, that is, Said doesn't seem to be interested in that position and hangs around Shen Jue all day long.

"Can the men in your family be more upbeat?"

Hamor frowned and said angrily, one head is as big as two.

In the past, Hamor thought that these princes would fight to the death for the throne, but it turned out that these brothers were all in love.

But this cannot be blamed on Saimansai Desi. They have lacked love since they were young. It is naturally more valuable to find a soul mate after finally finding a soul mate. For them, the throne is dirty and dirty, and they don't want it for free.

"Said is with His Highness, and his mother-in-law will definitely not give up. She will definitely deal with you and your brother whenever she gets the chance. I don't know how long my father can stabilize the situation."

Thinking of these things, Hamor felt tired and frowned frequently.

The problem now is that none of the princes want the throne, but their mothers all want that position, and they have no choice as retainers.

"Is it necessary to be so bothered? Just destroy the royal family. If we don't want it anyway, then we can destroy it together." Saiman said nonchalantly.

"If His Highness is so powerful, how could he just throw a bomb and blow up the royal family?"

Hamor raised his head and rolled his eyes at Saiman, furious.

"It's not impossible. As long as our Lord Hamoor accompanies me to eat this prison meal, I will naturally be happy to help."

Saiman didn't have a serious playful smile, and he touched Hamor's belly with his big hands.

Hamor frowned immediately. The way Saiman touched his belly was really strange, as if there was a baby inside.

Just thinking about it, Saiman suddenly smiled and said to Hamor, "The novels of country H are very interesting. Why do you have children and have special physiques? In short, the person in their novels who looks so beautiful and has long hair must be a person." A good fertile wife.”

Hamor was so angry that he was speechless, but Saiman was still in the mood to read online novels.

"Not to mention, our Lord Hamor will definitely be a good mother if she can give birth."

Saiman was full of teasing, lifting Hamor's chin with his fingers, making Hamor look up at him.

Hamor slapped Saiman's fingers angrily, what a mess, how could he, a man, be a mother.

"Should we try it? Maybe this special physique really exists?"

Saiman's pleasant deep voice coaxed Hamor, smiled and touched Hamor's belly, and looked directly into Hamor's eyes.

Hamor was not used to Saiman. He looked at Saiman and warned him with a frown, "Your Highness feels uncomfortable sleeping in the room and wants me to throw you out to sleep?"

This threat did not have any deterrent effect on Saiman. No, he turned over and bullied Hamol down. He smiled evilly and pressed Hamol's hands on his head. "If you go out with me, I can accept sleeping with you." The men who are guarding outside are in a difficult situation, after all, their eyes may be gouged out by me."

It was clear that Saiman meant that he would kill Hamor if he dared to throw him out of the room, and that was in front of his subordinates.

Hamor had never seen such a thick-skinned person. He was extremely angry and wanted to break away from Saiman, but Saiman was too strong and he couldn't fight.

This man is really...

Unable to break free, Hamor was so angry that he couldn't speak. He could only glare at Saiman who was on him.

Saiman, however, kept smiling and said nothing. After all, Hamol's long silver hair was disheveled and his face was red with anger. The scenery in his messy nightgown couldn't be better.