The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

The oil lamp was blown out. Ling Si had just laid down with his clothes on when he heard the sound of the window being pushed.

The visitor seemed afraid of waking up the people in the house, and always paused for a long time until the window in front of him was easily lifted.

He looked up in surprise and met the young man's annoyed face.

In the dim light, it was hard to tell the emotion in Ling Si's eyes, but he looked unhappy. "The prince always likes to come in through the window."

Jiang Chen held his cold fingers, blinked, and apologized, "Sorry, Ah Si, I didn't mean to wake you up."

The young man nimbly climbed over the waist-high window railing and stood in front of him, his body swaying slightly when he landed.

"Go to sleep, I'll stay with you." Jiang Chen pushed the young man onto the couch.

Ling Si sat down and reached out to pat him hard on the back. The boy's face twisted for a moment, and he grabbed his wrist and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Ah Si, it hurts so much, stop hitting me."

"You still feel pain, did it hurt when you climbed over the wall?"

Jiang Chen laughed, "When I think about meeting the Marquis, I can bear the pain."

Looking at the man who was laughing shamelessly, Ling Si pinched his face without using much force, "Take off your clothes."

Jiang Chen's expression went blank for a moment. Just as he was about to ask if it was too fast, the young man pushed his face aside.

"Apply medicine."

"Oh, oh," Jiang Chen felt lost, took off his shirt and leaned on the young man's legs, "A Si, I don't feel any pain anymore. If you want, I can also..."

The young man brushed the hideous whip marks with his cold fingers carrying ointment, and asked him, "What am I thinking about?"

Because of falling asleep, the young man's hair was loose, and when he tilted his head, the black hair swayed in front of Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen stretched out his fingertips to hook it, and twisted it around his fingers to relieve the burning discomfort on his back.

"......It's that kind of thing." Jiang Chen's voice had just fallen, and the fingers on his back had increased their strength, almost breaking his teeth. He apologized with his eyes wide open, "I was wrong, Ah Si, I don't want to think about it anymore..."

"What do you want from me?" After applying the medicine, Ling Si picked up his clothes that were piled aside, put them on him, and asked.

Jiang Chen became serious, and while tidying up his robes, he said, "I will go to the palace tomorrow to ask the emperor for a marriage."

Ling Si stood up and lit the oil lamp on the bedside, then glanced at him and said, "Are you really not afraid that your father will beat you to death?"

"If you stick your head out, you'll get a knife. If you hide your head, you'll get a knife too." Jiang Chen covered him with a blanket and sat on the footstool with his back to the young man. "It's impossible that the emperor will recall the Jiang family without any action. I just don't know what he wants to do for the time being."

"The old Prime Minister has made great efforts," Jiang Chen turned around and saw that the young man had closed his eyes. He lowered his voice unconsciously, "I heard that he was assassinated last night. Why didn't they kill him?"

Ling Si turned over, facing him and opened his eyes, "Do you have a grudge against him?"

Jiang Chen sneered, "He has no outstanding talents, but he has many disciples and lackeys. If it weren't for his stinky mouth, the Jiang family wouldn't be so embarrassed in the capital."

Ling Si vaguely remembered that the Jiang family had lived in the capital for a long time, and it was the prime minister who advised those princes with fiefs to follow the etiquette and return to their fiefs. Now, the prime minister felt that those who had lived in other places for a long time had changed their minds and specially recalled them.

Although he did not interfere in political affairs, he had ways to get the news.

The Jiang family's foundation in the capital was shaken, and the prime minister played an indispensable role.

"Yeah." The young man closed his eyes again.

Jiang Chen was just about to ask the young man what he meant when he noticed that his breathing had calmed down and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Go to sleep. I'll be leaving soon." Jiang Chen moved close to the young man, staring at his sleeping face. As if fascinated, he kissed the tip of his nose and gradually moved his gaze downwards.

While he was dazed, a slippery object slipped into his lips. The young man frowned slightly, and the thing didn't dare to move.

Ling Si's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he wanted to push it away, "Don't bother me..."

Being caught off guard, the sleepy complaint came out like a spoiled child.

Jiang Chen softened his heart, twirled his fingers, hesitated for a moment, stopped disturbing him, and carefully licked the water stains on his lips.

it's beautiful.

The scene he saw in Baihua Tower that day flashed through Jiang Chen's mind. He felt a surge of heat in his body. He patted his cheeks and disappeared into the room. The wind he brought with him blew out the dim oil lamp, and the room was plunged into complete darkness.

......

Ling Si was summoned to the palace early the next morning. When he entered the hall, he bumped into two people, one of whom was Jiang Chen, who quickly looked up and blinked at him.

The other middle-aged man had an unpleasant expression on his face, and he obviously noticed Ling Si as well. He looked him up and down, snorted coldly, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

The emperor was sitting in the palace, and this man dared to do this, which shows how angry he was.

Ling Si walked in with his head lowered, clasped his fists and bowed, "Your Majesty, may you be well and safe."

The emperor sat high in the hall without saying a word. The only sound in the entire hall was the clinking of teacups.

Ling's father died on the battlefield, and the Ling family was almost destroyed for the Qin Dynasty. In return, Ling Si was qualified to stand in front of the royal family, so he did not have to kneel to Qin Wen.

Half a cup of tea passed before the emperor put down the tea in his hand and looked at Ling Si with a smile on his face, "Marquis Yongchuan,"

"As soon as the prince of Yongning County left the court today, he begged me for a favor."

Ling Si followed up on his words, "May I ask what kind of grace Your Majesty has given me? Does it have anything to do with me?"

The emperor clapped his hands and laughed: "Marquis Yongchuan is smart. The favor this prince wants is for me to issue an imperial decree to grant him a marriage. What do you think?"

Ling Si lowered his head and could feel the emperor's gaze always on him, like a maggot on the heel, cold and grim.

"Your Majesty, I am ashamed of the rumors that I am very good-looking. The prince of the county has not yet come of age, so their views on love are too one-sided. Moreover, there are some concubines who are actors in my house, which is inevitably unfair to the prince."

"Ridiculous!" The emperor slammed the table, his eyes filled with anger. "It's fine if you just have fun every day, but you don't even care about your marriage. How can you be worthy of the late General Ling!"

The palace maids and eunuchs in the hall were kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely, fearing that they would see the head of Marquis Yongchuan fall to the ground in the next moment, and they lay on the ground trembling with fear.

Ling Si was unmoved, his breath was a little unstable, "Father knows that I like Long Yang, so he won't blame me. To betray someone's feelings is to discredit the Ling family."

The emperor fell silent, his voice cold and sad: "I know what you like...but it's time for you to settle down. After all, I am your sworn brother. If I see that you have never started a family and established a career, I will not be able to explain to the late emperor."

The young man's mouth twitched slightly, his head lowered, his chest heaving, thousands of words turned into one sentence: "I don't deserve it."

He clasped his fists and bent even lower, "It's up to your majesty to arrange."

The emperor looked at him for a long time, and noticed that the young man was trembling slightly. He sighed and said, "Find a reason to deal with those people in your mansion, and don't make things difficult for the prince's family."

He seemed to be caring about Ling Si and was playing the role of a good brother. Only Ling Si knew that if he said something wrong today, he would be charged with disobeying the king.

The young man gritted his teeth and bowed once more, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty Sheng Ming."

The emperor saw that His Highness did not wait for him to excuse himself and turned away, with a cold look in his shrewd and turbid eyes.