Brother's Road to Promotion

As Song Yuan grows up day by day, Song Yu has long forgotten the fourth prince who died young in his distant memory. There is credit for time and Song Yuan's appearance.

From three months to five years old now, he still looks like a little fat man. Even though there are some similarities in his eyebrows and eyes, Song Yuan is really fatter.

Fortunately, this little fat man is still young and has a really sweet mouth. His eyes have completely inherited Jiang Yu's appearance, his eyes are like peach blossoms, his eyelashes are like feather fans, and he looks at people with blinking eyes, which is really lovable.

As for the former fourth prince, after so many years, Song Yu only remembered a little red mole between his eyebrows, and a small body that was much thinner than Song Yuan when he was hugged.

It has been three years since Jiahe Dichuan was located in Song Jin, and last year the palace selected a beautiful and beautiful girl to fill the harem, and now is probably the most uneasy time in the harem.

Years ago, Song Yu had a dream one night.

In fact, it is more appropriate to say that it is a memory of the past than a dream.

At that time, Song Yu went to the edge of the rockery in the north of the Imperial Garden on the day of Zhongyuan Festival because of hearing the rumors.

It's not like he went looking for the fourth prince on purpose, after all, the fourth prince was still young at that time, and it was obviously unlikely that he would go to the imperial garden in cold weather.

He was just wandering around.

It's just that fate is so wonderful sometimes.

The rockery in the imperial garden is densely packed, and there are gaps in them, big and small, but the big gaps are specially hollowed out for people to pass by, while the small ones are for clothing.

As soon as Song Yu approached, he saw a bright color dotted among the gray stones in winter.

After a closer look, it turned out that it was a child in brocade clothes standing in a narrow gap in the rockery. Hearing the sound, he turned to look at Song Yu from the face inside the rockery.

The two people, one big and one small, suddenly met their gazes.

Song Yu knew at the first sight of the red mole on the baby's eyebrows that the child must be the rumored fourth prince Song Yong, and the little man suddenly smiled at Song Yu with his bright black eyes.

Not noisy, very well-behaved.

Song Yu, who was fashionable and considered young at that time, muttered in his heart: he was quite likable.

Song Yong didn't say a word, just stood quietly in the gap of the rockery, and Song Yu also realized that something was wrong, it turned out that the little thing was stuck in the gap of the rockery because of the cold weather and couldn't get out.

"How did you get in here?"

Song Yu knelt down, carefully pressed the little thing's clothes inward, protected his head, and pushed him out.

The child didn't say a word, and when Song Yu carried him out, he even obediently reached out and hugged his neck.

And after a while, Song Jin followed a group of court ladies and eunuchs, coming from the other side of the rockery.

Seeing the two uncles and nephews, he paused in his footsteps, his expression remained calm, and after taking the child from Song Yu's hands, he still joked, "You two look very much alike."

Song Yu didn't know if Song Jin had any other meaning in what he said, and he didn't want to pursue it, so he said generously, "It seems that I am destined to be with the Fourth Prince."

"I didn't bring anything with me today, this jade pendant should be a meeting gift!"

Dreaming of this, Song Yu suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the hazy tent in the darkness with a feeling of not knowing what day and night it was, until the person half in his arms moved slightly, which brought him back to his senses.

The room was quiet and dark, with the long breathing of the person in his arms next to his ears.

I opened my eyes quietly for a while, when I heard the faint sound of clappers outside, it turned out that it was only the third watch.

Raising his hand to caress the smooth long hair of the person in his arms, after a while, Song Yu pulled out the suppressed arm, turned over and got stuck between the legs of the sleeping person.

There was a rustling of clothes rubbing against each other in the originally quiet room.

But for a moment, a low and misty moan sounded.

"Well, it's the middle of the night, what are you doing... ah!" The muffled voice of complaint suddenly rose at the end.

"Long nights, heartless sleep."

"Huh... Then, you won't let me sleep?"

"Little Yu'er," Song Yu stopped his movements, lowered his head suddenly, and whispered in Jiang Yu's ear, "I have you alone in this life, and I will never leave you forever."

Jiang Yu, who was suddenly tossed and tossed in the middle of the night and slapped in the face by love words, was instantly shocked.

Song Yu clearly felt Jiang Yu's reaction, and put his forehead on Jiang Yu's neck and smiled softly.

On the second day, the little fat man went to harass his father twice early in the morning, but was coaxed away by He Shun.

Because of an unintentional dream, Song Yu remembered that the Fourth Prince drowned in the pool of the Imperial Garden this year.

Song Yuan and Song Yong are not only born a year apart, but even their personalities are completely different.

But even if there was no basis, Song Yu's heart became heavy. Contrary to the previous behavior of stocking her, she took Song Yuan seriously.

Not only invited my husband back to enlighten Song Yuan, but also restricted him from going to the water, and no longer brought him into the palace.

Even though Song Jin asked many times, it still remained the same.

"It's another year," Song Jin, who was seated upright, raised his glass to Song Yu, who was sitting on the side below, "At the family banquet of the Mid-Autumn Festival, King An was alone. I really can't bear to see it."

"Your Majesty, forgive me." Song Yu's eyes moved, and he smiled at Song Jin, "It's just that I have to refute this statement."

"Since today is a family banquet, the people in the hall are all the family members of the minister, so how can the minister be regarded as alone!"

Song Jin drank the wine in her hand and said with a smile: "Brother Huang's eloquence is still so good."

"The emperor has won the award."

"Rui'er has been talking about his little brother Yuan'er for quite a while, why don't you see that child today?"

"Yuan'er was blown by the wind yesterday, I'm afraid I'll be sick to the little princes." Song Yu's words were accurate, even though Song Yuan was probably pestering Jiang Yu to ask him to take him out to see the lanterns.

Song Jin smiled, but didn't ask any more questions, but when the dinner party left the palace, Imperial Doctor Jian, who was always known as a specialist in pediatrics, was waiting at the gate of the palace.

Song Yu stood at the gate of the palace and turned his head. Even though it was the Lantern Festival, there were still many dark and hard-to-distinguish corners to enter the palace.

Turning his head and smiling at Imperial Physician Jian, "The Emperor is sympathetic." He took him back to the palace indifferently.

"How is Prince An?"

"My Majesty, I just feel a little cold, and I'll be fine after drinking two medicines."

"Go back."

"Yes!"

Colorful fireworks burst into the dark night sky of Shanghai.

Song Yu hugged Song Yuan, who was already a little overwhelmed, and stood on the attic of his home. Together with Jiang Yu, he watched the fireworks flying into the air not far away from the edge of the lotus pond.

The radiant fireworks blared continuously in the backyard of Prince An's Mansion for nearly half an hour, but it comforted the little fat man who was forced to drink a bowl of strange-tasting tonic soup for no reason.

After a year without incident, Song Yu's tense nerves relaxed again.

Time passed year by year, although there were occasional waves, Song Yuan also grew up steadily.

At the age of 15, Song Yuan had already shed his original thick and round shape, and inherited the advantages of his two fathers. Compared with his father, who was famous in Beijing for his appearance, he was even more attractive.

Speaking of it, compared to the prince, Song Yuan, the son of Prince An, is much more at ease.

As a dandy of the older generation, Song Yu never restrained Song Yuan, the only son, except for a year when he was a child. After all, when he was young, because of some things, he had to cover up against his heart. Well, his son is really qualified to do whatever he wants now, so how can he talk too much.

As for Jiang Yu, because of Song Yu's laissez-faire and doting, he is not as steady as he was when he was 15 years old.

Standing with Song Yuan, they look more like brothers, and sometimes even leave the father and son alone to buy goods, of course Song Yuan cares less.

Song Yuan, who grew up like this, not only inherited his father's handsome appearance, but also seemed to have inherited his unrestrained personality.

The only thing better than his father, King An, is that even though he has a reputation as a dude, because of the simple population in Prince An's mansion, and the fact that Song Yuan is very popular with the current emperor, he is more favored by ladies than King An when he was young.

And Song Yuan became a frequent visitor to the brothel Chu Pavilion at a young age.

Song Yu didn't care. For some reason, Jiang Yu was actually a bit laissez-faire with Song Yuan. Except for occasionally warning Song Yuan not to cause trouble, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yuan is an adult, and he and Song Yu are men after all, so it is not easy to arrange a woman for his son, and it is even more impossible for a man.And it's not easy for him to ask Song Yuan if he has any reaction to the woman.

Now that Song Yuan can go to the brothel, he is really relieved.

In today's world, Jiang Yu hopes that Song Yuan is like Song Yu, a normal man.

However, it didn't take long for Jiang Yu to breathe a sigh of relief. Song Yuan, who couldn't stay at home for a day, locked himself in the house for several days, while the third prince Song Rui came to visit every day.

"What kind of conflict did you have with Xiao Yuan'er?" Jiang Yu met him by chance, but asked casually.

More than ten years have passed, people in the capital have known for a long time that there is only one concubine in Wang An's mansion, and there is a male favorite, and this male favorite looks like Mrs. An's.

Some people even suspected that the side wife who rarely showed up was actually the same person as the male favorite, so Song Rui didn't dare to be rude even if he had some doubts about this unknown man.

After all, Mrs. An Wang's wife is Song Yuan's biological mother, and Song Yuan usually takes good care of Mrs. Side.

"Well, I drank too much a few days ago, and there was some misunderstanding." Song Rui said in embarrassment.

Jiang Yu let out a hearty "Oh", and then comforted him: "Xiao Yuan'er has only been angry for three days since she was a child, and her heart can't be softened. Go... um... Coax her and she'll be fine soon."

Jiang Yuyuan wanted to ask Song Rui to apologize, but realized that the person in front of him was a prince, so he changed the subject at the last moment.

After saying that, he went out.

Now the country is safe and peaceful, the prince is still young, Emperor Jiashan is in good health, and Song Yuan has no conflicts with the royal family at all, so Jiang Yu only regards it as a small conflict between young people and doesn't take it to heart at all.

Even if Song Yuan reconciled with Song Rui after two months and then turned to a cold war, Jiang Yu didn't care.

It was just that Song Yuan stood in front of Jiang Yu with his bulging belly in his hands, and said unrequitedly, "Father, you are going to be a grandfather."

At this moment, Jiang Yu seemed to be struck by lightning, and asked erratically, "Whose is it?"

"I don't know." If I knew who it was, I would have to kill him!

Jiang Yu: "..."

The author has something to say: Jiang Yu: The Tragedy of Mistakenly Treating a Daughter as a Son

Song Yuan: Father, what do you think?

Song Yu: I am self-sufficient and save the money to marry a wife, which is pretty good.

Xiao Xiaoyu and Song Yu's previous life√After Song Yuan grew up√

High-energy warning ahead: Song Jin and Jiang Yu's past lives, the little angels who don't want to read it can just think this article is over