Take a look at that sick prince

Yang Que still felt that something was weird, so instead of going back to the room, he went straight to Wen Ziru's place.

Wen Ziru was about to go to bed, and looked at the person who broke in suddenly, with a displeased face.

Yang Que sat down on the chair with no face and continued to meditate.

Wen Ziru said lightly, "Are you going out on your own initiative, or do you want me to send you out?"

Yang Que: "I'm not going back tonight, there are some things I haven't figured out."

"It seems that I want to see you off." Wen Ziru gritted his teeth and moved his wrist lightly.

Then the sound of killing a pig sounded.

The corner of Wen Ziru's mouth twitched: "I didn't use any force."

"Hey, I knew it—ah——" There was a creak, and the sound of a suspected bone breaking sounded.

Yang Que wrinkled his face and screamed for pain, but he still kept muttering: "Don't you feel touched? The prince actually took such a big risk for a personal servant!"

I'm afraid it's not just a small guard, Yang Que shook his head and exerted a little force on his hand.

"Hey, take it easy...it's broken..." Yang Que yelled exaggeratedly.

Wen Ziru was so annoyed that he had a headache and let go of his hand.

Yang Que moved his arms cautiously, recalling the scene he saw with his own eyes, and couldn't help asking for advice: "Do you think two people will talk to each other when they are too excited?"

Wen Ziru looked at people with mentally retarded eyes.

Yang Que couldn't figure it out: "There are still two men..."

Wen Ziru: "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." Yang Que smiled at the person, and he was close to the person, "You see that our friendship is so good, and the most we can do is hook up, so it's a bit confusing."

Wen Ziru distanced himself from the person in disgust.

"So how good the relationship between these two people should be so that they can talk to each other..." Yang Que thought for a while, and couldn't help getting goosebumps all over his body, and smiled awkwardly, "The two old men...hahaha... ..."

Wen Ziru looked at the person with contempt, and said, "Have you heard of Duanxiu?"

Yang Que hadn't read any books, nor heard other people discuss these things, so he couldn't help wondering: "What is that?"

Wen Ziru shook his head and explained in the shortest words: "Two men love each other and live together."

Yang Que didn't expect this kind of operation, he was shocked and speechless.

"Okay, okay, go back to your tent." Wen Ziru started to chase people away.

"Don't! Ziru! Two men?" Yang Que still couldn't believe it.

Wen Ziru: "Is it not possible?"

Yang Que subconsciously asked: "How about those two people?"

Wen Ziru naturally knew what the man was asking, so he kicked him out without saying a word: "How did I know? Get out of your tent!"

So are the two celebrating or have a deep love? ... That little brother is well-behaved, and he is quite likable, but the man and the man... Yang Que shivered.

Yang Que forgets most of the things in his head, but this matter has been inexplicably remembered for a long time.

At noon, Shen Liuguang obediently sat on the big rock to bask in the sun, folded his arms, and looked at Xiao Yi not far away, feeling very satisfied.

Yang Que approached people furtively: "Little brother..."

"Ah!" Shen Liuguang was taken aback, and after seeing who it was, he immediately moved to the side to make room for him.

Yang Que sat next to the person and said directly: "You and the prince—"

Shen Liuguang thought that people would still talk about the incident last time, so he said seriously: "Don't worry, I will be careful about him."

Yang Que: "No—"

"I think you're right," Shen Liuguang said seriously, "Xiao Yi's character is extremely bad."

This time Yang Que felt that the prince was quite nice, and asked in a daze, "Is there any?"

Shen Liuguang nodded, and looked not far away without blinking.

Yang Que followed the people's line of sight to look over, a little confused, what's so interesting about military training?

Shen Liuguang rolled his eyes as he watched.

Yang Que couldn't help but said, "Are you also interested in military training?"

"Not interested." Shen Liuguang looked at the people in the distance without blinking.

Yang Que: "...Then why are you watching so engrossed?"

Shen Liuguang blushed, smirked and said, "Because it looks good."

Yang Que sighed, and said solemnly: "You just find it fresh."

"No," Shen Liuguang hugged his knees and said seriously, "I can really watch for a long, long time."

Yang Que couldn't help looking over again. The team was well-trained and their movements were uniform. Although they looked majestic, there was really nothing eye-catching.

"Ah Yi is really amazing." Shen Liuguang blurted out.

Yang Que nodded, then reacted abruptly, and asked in surprise, "Ah Yi?"

Only then did Shen Liuguang recover from the nympho state, and after thinking for a few seconds, he calmly said: "Well, His Royal Highness likes seeing A Yi when others see him, it looks kind."

Yang Que understood: "So that's what happened."

Shen Liuguang touched his nose, once again impressed by his wit.

"Is there anyone you like, Master?" Yang Que asked suddenly.

Shen Liuguang nodded frankly, with a smile in his eyes.

Yang Que also laughed along with others: "Young Master's sweetheart must be the kind who is knowledgeable, reasonable, and gentle."

Although Shen Liuguang had disgust in his mouth, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes: "That rascal..."

"Rogue?" Yang Que couldn't help but followed the people's line of sight again, and still only saw a group of rough men training soldiers.

"No, I'm not a rascal..." Shen Liuguang was afraid of revealing his secrets, so he hurriedly explained, "My sweetheart is very shy, and he always sneaks into my arms."

Yang Que, whose relationship history was blank, pretended to understand it for his own face: "Young lady."

"That's right." Shen Liuguang's eyes sparkled immediately, and he said humanely, "My sweetheart is a special mother."

Yang Que: "..."

In the evening, everyone who had been training for a day could finally rest for a while, and gathered together to eat a big pot of rice in a lively manner.

"Are you tired?" In the room, Shen Liuguang graciously squeezed someone's shoulders.

The soft hands squeezed and squeezed his shoulders, with little strength, so it felt like touching them.Xiao Yi was a little distracted, and took the man's hand.

"Not tired," Xiao Yi directly pulled him into his arms, "What about you? Can you get used to it?"

Shen Liuguang squinted his eyes: "Well, every day is very happy."

Xiao Yi raised his hand and scratched his nose.

Before the lingering for a long time, that careless Yang Que came over excitedly again.

"Ah Yi." Yang Que clasped his fists seriously.

Xiao Yi was so frightened that he almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

Shen Liuguang puffed his cheeks and tried his best to hold back a smile.

Yang Que found nothing unusual and continued to report the matter.

"Well," Xiao Yi nodded, indicating that he knew, and finally asked casually, "Why do you suddenly call me this king?"

Yang Que scratched his head in embarrassment: "Doesn't the prince like to be called that?"

...Shen Liuguang suddenly had a premonition that Yang Que, a big fool, would sell himself!

Xiao Yi knew what was going on after a short reaction, and looked at Shen Liuguang meaningfully.

Yang Que also looked at Shen Liuguang: "Young Master and your sweetheart, stop making trouble, the girl's family just needs to coax more."

Shen Liuguang: "...Did I say we had a fight?"

Yang Que said embarrassedly: "Actually, I introduced it myself."

Before Shen Liuguang could speak, Xiao Yi said calmly, "How did you push it out?"

Shen Liuguang suddenly had a bad feeling again.

Sure enough, Yang Que said carelessly: "Why do you call her a rascal when there is no quarrel?"

Shen Liuguang's forehead twitched.

Xiao Yi: "Oh, so."

"That's right," Yang Que said without hesitation, saying what came to his mind, "You don't know how shy his sweetheart is, and he always curls up in his arms."

Shen Liuguang quickly winked at the person, shook his head desperately, and motioned for the person to stop talking.

Yang Que froze for a moment, then smiled honestly.

Xiao Yi said indifferently: "How about his sweetheart?"

Yang Que grinned: "Mother special."

... Shen Liuguang had a look of lovelessness.

"Really?" This was said to Yang Que, but she looked at Shen Liuguang.

Shen Liuguang was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, he quietly backed away: "I, I, I will go out first."

"Come back." Xiao Yi's calm voice came.

Shen Liuguang paused sadly.

Yang Que felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the air, it seemed to be full of...the taste of adultery.

Before he had time to think about it, he heard His Highness Rong Wang say: "This king has some private matters to deal with."

Yang Que hurriedly said: "Okay, this subordinate will leave first."

After the people left, the air was very quiet.Shen Liuguang pretended to be stupid, and said weakly: "The subordinate also resigned."

Xiao Yi looked at the person.

Shen Liuguang showed his white teeth, and said obediently: "My lord, don't you have a personal matter?"

"Well," Xiao Yi pulled him into his arms, and asked for his opinion in his ear, "Do you think this king wants to do some private affairs?"

Shen Liuguang could hear footsteps outside by pricking up his ears, without even thinking about it, he firmly said, "No!"

"No, this king is a rascal." Xiao Yi kneaded the man's waist.

Shen Liuguang: "Who said that?"

"Ok?"

"I'm a rascal," Shen Liuguang humiliated, then paused, and sincerely added, "Mother."

"Then tell me about your sweetheart." Xiao Yi said lightly.

... So in the next half hour, Shen Liuguang sincerely praised his sweetheart from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, using all advanced vocabulary, and without repeating a word, his mouth was worn out up.

"Satisfied?" Shen Liuguang was so tired that he stuck out his tongue and poured a big mouthful of water into his mouth.

"Satisfied," Xiao Yi leaned over, licked his shiny lips lustfully, and asked ambiguously, "Would you like a reward?"

Shen Liuguang said wittily, "No!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was picked up and thrown onto the couch, and endured the brutal itching that lasted about half a stick of incense.