Brother's Road to Promotion

Jiang Yu's bowl of Longevity Noodles looked simple, but of course the taste was average. Song Yu, who has tasted all kinds of delicacies, couldn't say that it was better than the noodles made by the cook at home.

But this bowl of noodles really echoed what Jiang Yu said, "I cooked it myself".

"The taste is mediocre," Song Yu commented unceremoniously after taking a bite, but when Jiang Yu reached out to grab the bowl, he hugged the man's waist and hugged him into his arms, "But, my king I just love the general taste."

Sitting in his arms, Jiang Yu couldn't help hugging his neck and laughing.

After a while, he said: "If you keep doing this, this noodle will really not taste good."

Today's Jiang Yu is really different from two years ago. If Song Yu could hold him for a meal two years ago, now, Jiang Yu's size and figure are no longer suitable.

Holding Jiang Yu in his arms, Song Yu might have to stretch out his hand to reach the bowl on the table.

Compared with being shameless, Jiang Yu is not Song Yu's opponent now, "I'll hold you, you come and feed me."

Song Yu gently kissed Jiang Yu's neck.

"After I finish feeding, those friends of yours might break in to find you." Jiang Yu said jokingly, and immediately wanted to stand up, but was pushed back into his arms by Song Yu.

"Oh," Song Yu smiled, "Then you can try it!"

Try?

Try to keep him out of the house?

Jiang Yu glanced at him, rolled his eyes, and immediately made a decision in his mind. He really reached out and snatched the chopsticks from Song Yu's hand, took the spoon, put noodles from the bowl, and brought them to his mouth. Corner, bent to look at him.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, but opened his lips to cooperate.

When Jiang Yu fed the last chopsticks into Song Yu's mouth, he decisively leaned forward to seal Song Yu's lips, licked them lightly, teased him openly, and even gently touched Song Yu's back with his hands. Scratch.

It has been more than half a year with Song Yu, if Jiang Yu still doesn't know how to arouse Song Yu's interest, then he is really stupid.

It was a calm morning, but it was once again made extremely hot by Jiang Yu's actions.

Fortunately, it is still early, even if the door is not closed, there is still a servant outside guarding the door.

King Yan's Mansion occupies a large area, and the main house where Song Yu, the master, is of course not small, so even if there is a disturbance inside the house, there is not a single bit of sound outside.

When the morning sun hit the eaves, the nonsensical noise finally stopped.

In the main house with hanging curtains, on a rosewood wooden bed, lay a figure. The thin summer quilt only covered the man's abdomen, and two slender, white long legs were exposed underneath. The sweat-stained chest heaved up and down, obviously because of the more intense movements that had been made regularly before.

The two thin lips are bright red and moist, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes with a touch of crimson on the top of the eyes are like autumn water in their eyes, and there is a seductive sparkle in the mist.

It has to be said that Jiang Yu, who is no longer shy and concealed, is really gorgeous and compelling like a blooming peony, constantly seducing the onlookers to come forward, hug him into his arms and love him fiercely.

Jiang Yu took a breath, and when he rolled his eyes, he saw Song Yu sitting on the edge of the bed, as if he was really about to get up, and he couldn't help being wicked.

It was Song Yu's birthday today, and he wanted to have a banquet for his close friends, Song Yu couldn't bear Jiang Yu to wait on him, so he made an agreement with him yesterday, asking him to go play alone today.

Fortunately, the banquet was held in the backyard, and Jiang Yu never liked to go to the backyard.

It's just that it's Song Yu's birthday, and Jiang Yu is always unhappy to be excluded like this.

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes, and slowly got up from the bed, the thin quilt slipped off his body, and the spring light of his whole body suddenly leaked out. In such a bright room, Jiang Yu was a little shy, but he looked at the Looking at the person he was about to get up, Jiang Yu exhaled.

With outstretched bare arms, he climbed up from behind Song Yu, and pressed his chest against it.

Through a thin layer of obscene clothes, Song Yu even felt that he could feel the touch of the skin of the person behind him.

"Don't make trouble." Song Yu reached out and grabbed his arm, saying helplessly.

Will Jiang Yu listen?

Obviously not!

So not only did he not let go, but he turned sideways and hit Song Yu in front of him. He moved his legs and straddled Song Yu's legs, leaned into his ear and said deliberately: "I just want to make trouble, you How can you take me?"

When Jiang Yu stuck to him like this, Song Yu subconsciously stretched out his hand to embrace the person in his arms, and felt the extremely familiar touch, soft and delicate, and even slightly damp.

Thinking of how the moisture came from, Song Yu couldn't help but move his hand down slowly. Coupled with Jiang Yu's seductive behavior, what happened next was self-evident.

Just like what Jiang Yu said, when Song Yu came out of the room again, the sun outside would already be three poles high, and Ford had been waiting outside the room for a long time.

"Second Master Chen, Third Master Pei has been waiting in front for a while." As soon as his master came out, Ford reported.

"Understood." Song Yu straightened his clothes by himself, and after answering, he turned his head and told He Shun, "Let the small kitchen warm the bird's nest porridge, and the soup is also prepared. When Jiang Yu wakes up, ask him to drink it first."

After He Shun answered with a pleasing eyebrow, Song Yu went straight ahead.

Even if he wanted to have a banquet, he couldn't just invite Song Jin and Chen Rongxuan. Since Song Jin was invited, he would inevitably also invite his restless third brother. Since he called his own brother, then the cousins ​​of the Lin family He must not forget.

Pull out the radish and bring out the mud, Song Jin is here, Song Miaoding is coming, and Song Miao is coming, the other younger sisters must also follow, with these princesses, even if there is no high-ranking female family member in Song Yu's family, so like It's like the Lin family, and there are cousins ​​who want to follow.

Originally it was just a birthday, but in the end it still couldn't escape the fate of being used as a stage.

The female relatives are in the courtyard on the west side, and a stage is set up in the middle, and the little opera performers are babbling and singing.

The noisy sound of gongs and drums spread far away, and even faintly heard the sound in the easternmost courtyard.

"Your Majesty, today is the prince's birthday, are you sure you don't want to show your face outside?" the maid Cui Er said anxiously as she looked at the gentle girl who was calmly practicing big characters at the window.

"Tweety, if you want to join in the fun, go." Jiang Yuniang was unmoved.

"Niang Niang!" Tweety'er didn't want to join in the fun, but seeing her master as if under house arrest, trapped in this backyard for two years without even seeing the prince, she became anxious.

The woman half-lying on the table still kept her brows calm, without raising her eyes, she said: "Sometimes in your life, you must have it, and there is always time in your life, so don't force it."

To put it simply, there is no desire or desire.

It's just that these words are just for others to listen to.

Jiang Yuniang's eyes flashed, thinking of the incident where she ran into the three princesses of the dynasty a few days ago.

When King Yan finally called her Miss Jiang, she had some doubts, and sure enough, a person was welcomed to her deserted Dongli Courtyard that night, the chief manager of King Yan's mansion, Fude.

She was just a rootless eunuch, but she herself is just a child who has not yet been favored.

Speaking of being a Ruren, in a merchant's family like Jiangfu, it sounds noble, but in the end, she is nothing more than a concubine.And after meeting King Yan, she had to add one more to her identity, a fake!She is a person like a fake.

Although she originally didn't want to be someone else's substitute.

Talking about a substitute is also flattering her, and a substitute can only become a substitute when the main palace is not around. At this moment, the main palace and Yan Wang are in love with each other, and she is actually not even a substitute.

Fude is worthy of being the chief executive, even in front of an invisible person like her, he is still courteous and considerate, he said first, "The prince ordered the slave to come to ask the empress, because he wants to be a well-fed empress in the palace all the time. , or find a family with a superior family and remarry, or, the prince may give you a bright future."

After Ford finished speaking calmly, he stood there silently, waiting for her answer.

Jiang Yuniang was not silent for long, and said, "I am waiting for the prince's splendid road."

There's nothing embarrassing about this. Back then, when the graceful and luxurious empress asked her "willing to stay in Shangjing", she was willing to bow down and thank her. How could she refuse King Yan's bright future now.

She has been working hard for several years, but it is just for a good future.

Even if it is a gamble, she is willing to take a gamble.

Although her life is stable now, what is the difference between her life and a pool of stagnant water? In Jiangfu, she can still fight with Jiang Zhenniang. If her life in the future is like this, then what is the life of her past 15 years? significance.

Since she has a choice, she must live a hundred to ten thousand times better life than Jiang Zhenniang, even if it is empty talk.

"The servant will return to the prince, and the empress should not have too much contact with strangers these few days." Fude asked calmly.

Jiang Yuniang was also savvy, and agreed, "Go back to the lord, I understand."

Jiang Yuniang stopped writing on the rice paper, and the tip of the pen was instantly stained with ink. She raised her hand, grabbed the damaged rice paper, rolled it up with one hand and threw it aside.

That night, drums and music were still playing in the west courtyard, and Tweety also brought dinner for her.

In addition to the regular dishes, there was actually a jug of wine on the plate.

Jiang Yuniang's expression remained the same, she reached out to pick up the jug very naturally, and touched the bottom of the jug with her fingertips, and as expected, she felt a bulge.

"Tweety, you don't need to serve here anymore, you've been tired all day, go have dinner, and clean up later,"

"Thank you madam!"

After the servant girl's footsteps got farther and farther away, Jiang Yuniang took off the note at the bottom of the pot, opened it for a look, and finally showed a sarcastic smile, walked aside and lit the note in front of the candle, and threw it away. into a vase.

Jiang Yu didn't get up until noon, the person above was tired, but the person below was not relaxed either.

Because he dragged Song Yu too late this time, Song Yu didn't tidy him up, and when he got up together, he felt something trickle down the inner side of his legs.

Jiang Yu covered his face, had no choice but to put on his clothes and call for water to clean up. He Shun forced him to drink a bowl of bitter medicine after cleaning up.

Ever since he came back from the border town, Jiang Yu had to drink a bowl of decoction with unknown effects every day, and all of them were extremely bitter.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu is not such a squeamish person, and he is used to drinking it every day. The secret is to drink it quickly, and he must drink it in one gulp.

Of course, he understands the truth, but occasionally he will push back and refuse to drink.

reason?

Of course he wanted to hook up with Song Yu!