Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

This time, he wanted to let the world know that Qinghe King Xiaosi was about to get married, and that the woman he liked was originally from Nanyue Kingdom. This would raise the reputation of Nanyue and invisibly put pressure on the other three countries.

This would shock the people of Nanyue even more, because they knew very well that the person they sent was obviously a prince and not a princess.

If one wants to make the Sixteenth Prince famous, this might be a good opportunity.

Si Mo was pretending to be pitiful at this moment, his weak body leaning directly into Xiao Si's arms, which was somewhat like acting.

Xiao Si naturally held his slender waist and did not expose him. Instead, he smiled secretly and said, "...Mo Mo, how could you think like that?"

"I'm just worried that you would feel bad pretending to be Princess Nanyue and marry me."

Xiao Si gritted his teeth with a fake smile, and squeezed out these words word by word: "Whether it is the principal wife or the concubine, this king does not care.

If you have the ability, you can just sit there. Sit tight. "

Si Mo smiled charmingly: "Thank you, Your Majesty~"

"Your Highness hasn't answered my question just now." The young man narrowed his eyes and put his soft lips close to Xiao Si's ear: "You only left me among those people, why?"

"Could it be that the prince has taken a fancy to me..."

The faint kiss gently fell on Xiaosi's ear, like a light feather brushing past, leaving no trace.

Xiao Si's arms around Si Mo tightened, and his ink-black eyes suddenly became deep, with an indescribable feeling spreading faintly. Xiao Si slightly side-glanced at the boy's fair and slender neck, with an urge to bite it at all costs.

"Yeah." Xiao Si smiled softly, his voice slightly deep: "I like you."

“But the people I like are either criminals or dead, and generally speaking, their endings are not very good.

Even so, do you still want to stay by my side?"

Xiao Si climbed up along his back with one hand, and when it landed on the back of his unprotected neck, Si Mo shrank uncontrollably. Xiao Si gently pressed and rubbed it with his fingertips, but looked at him with eagle-like sharp eyes, trying to penetrate into his heart with his eyes to see how much sincerity was in it.

Si Mo felt like he was about to be drowned in the sea by those abyss-like eyes. His heartbeat became heavier and heavier, and the sound almost pierced his eardrums. Si Mo opened his mouth and uttered a word: "Xiao Si."

He forgot what he wanted to say at that moment and subconsciously blurted out Xiao Si's name.

The next moment, Si Mo saw the emotions in his eyes: panic, desire, and an unignorable sense of loss.

Si Mo originally wanted to answer again, but before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Xiao Si:

"Call me again." Xiao Si's Adam's apple rolled, and when he raised his eyes again, the sense of loss had disappeared completely, perhaps because the emotion was too strong to completely cover it up.

He was eager to hear Si Mo's answer, but at this moment he was suddenly afraid. If the answer was not what he wanted... he didn't know what bad thing he would do.

Fortunately, Si Mo changed the subject. Not answering is also an answer.

Xiao Si felt a tingling pain in his heart, but as soon as he heard this person's voice, it was as if he had taken a special medicine that made him feel better instantly.

"Xiao Si?" Si Mo complied with his request, looked into Xiao Si's eyes and spoke softly: "Xiao... um!"

Si Mo was picked up sideways and subconsciously put his arms around Xiao Si's neck. Xiao Si kissed him passionately, and by the time Si Mo came to his senses, he had been gently put on the bed.

Xiao Si pressed forward to kiss him again, and the action was not gentle at all. They did not pity each other like a couple who loved each other to the extreme, but more like a silent possession.

The man's madness, paranoia, and abnormality gradually turned the corners of the boy's eyes red.

Xiao Si was stunned for a moment, then leaned down to hug the sweaty Si Mo, and used his thumb to stroke the crystal tear at the corner of his eye: "I'm sorry."

"Woo...Xiao Si." Si Mo called him in a hoarse voice. The tiny crying tone made Xiao Si feel more uncomfortable.

After a long while, he finally responded, "Yeah."

"The night is still long... I can't stand you doing this..." Si Mo's face was red and about to bleed, but he didn't want to admit that he was begging for mercy. He turned his head awkwardly and raised his hand to block his eyes that were misty and watery under the moonlight, muttering: "Slow...slow down a little bit"

Xiao Si saw the cute side of the little fox, and Si Mo gave him a feeling that he was bullying him.

Although this is indeed the case.

"Okay." Xiao Si leaned over and kissed his red earlobe with guilt, and chuckled, "Listen to my wife."

……

In the middle of the night, while half asleep and half awake, the person in his arms suddenly moved. Xiao Si's neck was pressed against Si Mo's forehead, and the two people's body temperatures almost melted together.

He opened his eyes and looked at the boy. Just as he was about to pull the quilt over him, he suddenly heard Si Mo muttering something.

Xiao Si lowered his eyes, subconsciously trying to distinguish it, and after a moment his pupils trembled.

Hearing Si Mo calling his name in his dream, he responded to the question he thought he had ignored:

"willing."

…………

A happy event is about to happen in the Qinghe Palace of Namkyung Kingdom. Once the news came out, it quickly spread throughout the country. The other four countries that had always had their eyes on them also sent envoys with gifts to congratulate them.

The banquet was scheduled for three days later, which seemed a bit rushed, but Xiaosi's people always paid attention to efficiency. Everything had been properly arranged within these few days. This banquet was even more luxurious than the one in the imperial palace.

The Nanyue envoy was one of the seated people. He confirmed the news over and over again before he realized that it was indeed correct. Did Xiao Si really marry the abandoned child of their country? !

Could it be that the most powerful King Qinghe in Namkyung Kingdom is actually a homosexual...?

No wonder no matter what kind of woman he was, he never caught his eye before!

At first he did not dare respond when others rushed to compliment him, for fear that the news might be wrong and he would become a laughing stock. Until this moment, after being stunned, the envoy belatedly raised his head, his face full of vanity and pride.

He thought, since Nanliang and Nanyue were married, he wouldn't have to worry about Nanyue being destroyed in the future! !

This news was quickly passed back to Nanyue, and the envoy also told him everything about Xiao Si sending someone to ask him to have a private chat. The Emperor of Nanyue was flattered and almost jumped up on the spot:

"Are you serious?! Did the Qinghe King of Nanliang really say that he would come to visit Nanyue in person in a few days?"

The envoy bent over and smiled flatteringly: "It is absolutely true, Your Majesty."

"Since he has announced to the public that he is marrying the princess of our Nanyue Kingdom, according to etiquette, he should come as the son-in-law of Nanyue Kingdom and bring generous gifts."

"I didn't expect that my son was really useful! I thought..." He thought Si Mo had become a victim and had died in some unknown grave in Namgyelung.

"Ahem - pass the order down, we in Nanyue are waiting for the arrival of Prince Qinghe at any time!" After calming down for a while, Emperor Nanyue suddenly thought of the family letter sent from Nanliang a few days ago.

It was his sixteenth son who had it sent over, but he was busy with government affairs at the time and didn't pay any attention to it.

Thinking about it now, Emperor Nanyue hurriedly dug out the envelope from a pile of waste paper. The first time he opened it, he couldn't help but frown, and the shock in his eyes gradually turned into amazement.

His son was abandoned in the cold palace since he was young. He originally thought that he was a lonely and unsuccessful child. However, he never expected that without anyone teaching him, his handwriting was better than that of any of his other children.

The strokes were vigorous like an axe, and the atmosphere was natural. At that moment, Si Mo's blurry face gradually emerged in front of him, as if he saw him sitting there quietly writing.

"I didn't expect that..." Emperor Nanyue sighed deeply and suddenly felt a soreness in his eyes.

Maybe... he really owed this son too much!

Based on the contributions that the Sixteenth Prince had made to Nanyue this time, he decided to wait for Xiao Si and Si Mo to come back in a few days and cultivate the father-son relationship with him.