Fragrance in the wind

"Do you understand the rules set by our old man?"

"No one knows the rules established by the old man. No matter what the conditions are, just be outspoken."

"It's easy to say, but it's also difficult to say. Since ancient times, the royal family has been merciless. What the old man wants is the word "love."

"The word "love" is kept secret by the old man, and I hope to explain it in detail."

After a long time, he said: "Are you willing to temporarily put aside your noble figure and your own safety for the sake of 'love'?"

"Hey...what are you thinking?" Yan Xing, who was playing the piano in Zizhou's arms, shoved him dissatisfied.

Why did he always have strange dreams for a few days, Zizhou shook his head and stopped thinking: "What did you ask me just now?"

"You see that you are always distracted, or... let's not learn this thing, I will continue to teach you pharmacology." Yan Xing blinked his round eyes and said flatteringly.

"Are you sure about your pharmacology, is there anything I haven't learned?" While speaking, Yan Xing's persistent fingers attached to the strings, lightly picked, and the strings trembled and made a "gong" sound.

Yan Xing pursed her lips, thinking that she was usually lazy.

Zizhou looked at Yan Xing in his arms amusedly, raised his hand and pinched his Qiong nose, and asked in a very confused tone: "How did you become the second senior brother?"

Yan Xing sniffed, pouted and retorted: "How can you blame me, you are too good, you can remember it once you say it."

Zizhou looked at the colorful mountains, and sighed: "I can't help it. As a member of the royal family, I am relatively late to enlightenment. Only by paying more than others can I catch up with them. Over time, I have developed a good memory." A bit of bitterness rose on his lips as he spoke, remembering the first time he seduced the drunk Chun Yufeng when he was 12 years old with a sinful but helpless state of mind; how he endured the strong man who was trembling with fear When the man was expanding his body, he remembered the disdain in Chun Yufeng's eyes when he looked at him afterwards, the sarcasm drawn on the corners of his lips, the disgust revealed in his behavior, and even a flash of disgust, All of them together form an extremely thin embroidery needle inserted into his eyes, piercing the blood along his heart, even if he is dead and his body is rotting, the needle will last forever.

What did he do wrong? At first he thought that his father was not his father. He thought that he could compete for the world with confidence like other imperial brothers, and he could even study in the Imperial Academy. Afraid of angering the father, the father is an inviolable god to the prince.

Under Zizhou's repeated requests, the prince just agreed casually, but the incident had long since been forgotten, until one time when he had a high fever and was falling asleep, two warm lips stuck to his lips in a haze, at that moment He understood why the prince cared about him so much.

Yan Xing looked at Zizhou, who was in deep thought with some pity, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised in pain, and there seemed to be a hint of self-mockery on his pale and colorless lips. I've seen it once, and it's because it's rare that I have a heart-stopping throbbing. Withdrawing the hand playing the piano, it fell on Zizhou's cheek, rubbing gently, trying to smooth the self-mockery: "Zhouer You must have suffered a lot!"

"Why do you think so?" Zizhou looked down at Yan Xing with a deeper sense of self-deprecation.

"I used to think that royal children were too pampered. It wasn't until I met you that I changed my mind."

"I am not a royal child!"

Yan Xing was slightly startled before he wanted to ask, but Zizhou smiled lightly, with the same coldness in his eyes, raised his hand to clear the fallen leaves on the strings, took Yan Xing's hand again, and whispered in his ear: "I will take you Play a complete song."

He didn't want to say it, so Yan Xing stopped asking, and nodded calmly in his arms.

The two snow-capped mountains in the distance flicker, and the clear stream formed by the snow-capped mountains flows down the step-like ravine, sometimes rushing and splashing, sometimes flowing, blending with the sound of the piano and flowing into the pine forest. The wild apricot, the yellowish linden leaves, and the deep orange sumac make the lake surface colorful. The birds and beasts on the mountain, accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano, wave their rhythm and change their pace.

At this time, a figure in the woods was attracted by the sound of the zither, and his white clothes were blown up by the wind. In a trance, he thought that in this mortal picture scroll came a detached immortal from the world, with no expression on his face Change, if it wasn't for the breath in his nose, he would have thought it was a sculpture. Following the sound of the piano, his eyes locked on the figure sitting cross-legged playing the piano by the lake. The charm and scenery complement each other, but it is so dazzling.

The less you listen, the sound of the piano becomes more and more unstable. Obviously, the player who plays the piano is completely focused on rubbing the ears and temples of the person in his arms.

He tried to get closer, trying to break the harmonious atmosphere between the two, but was stopped by their conversation.

"Zhouer! Since it's so bad there, why don't you just stay here, anyway, there's no shortage of food or clothing here, I'm the second senior brother here" paused, patted his chest and vowed: "I'm relying on you. People dare to bully you."

Zizhou smiled slightly and raised his eyes to capture the mountains, rivers, plants and trees here, the refreshing air smells pleasant, the thought of hiding flashed by, raised his eyebrows, and jokingly said: "It can be considered. "

"What else are you thinking about?" Yan Xing blinked his spiritual eyes and said seductively: "I tell you, if you stay, I will take you to a small island in the east of the South China Sea. There is a Butterfly Valley with thousands of Butterflies, after being disturbed, they flew all over the sky like a pot exploded. When I was a child, I secretly went to see Cang Qing, and Cang Qing took me out of the mountain to go there privately. At that time, I decided to grow up and take butterflies as my own. matchmaker, and get married here with the one you love.”

After hearing this, Zizhou stopped his hand playing the piano, and turned to break Yan Xing's chin, his phoenix eyes were slightly bent and stared at the delicate pink lips in a daze, the two breaths were entangled, Yan Xing's nervous lips were trembling, trembling Said: "What are you doing?"

"I want to marry a wife at such a young age, huh?" Zi Zhou gave him a wink, indicating that someone was behind him.

Yan Xing swallowed his saliva and said shyly, "I said that because I planned to marry you."

Zizhou smiled satisfied, nodded his head and teased Yan Xing's earlobe with the tip of his tongue, and said in a low voice: "Remember what I taught you." Yan Xing shrank his neck and nodded, pushed Zizhou's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Itch... …itch!"

"Xing'er!" Cang Qing's voice suppressed his anger and came from behind them.

The two people who were kissing passionately, looked for the sound and forgot, after seeing the person coming, Yan Xing hurriedly broke free from Zizhou's arms, stood in front of Cang Qing, his face was like a peach blossom, and said in a low voice: "Eldest brother... …How did you come?"

Seeing his shyness, Cang Qing clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves, and tried to relax her voice: "You really like him?"

Yan Xing was slightly startled, looked at Cang Qing's usual expression, and said angrily, "I like it! I like it very much!"

"I like it!" Cang Qing said dejectedly: "I remember you also said this sentence to me."

"I don't understand what happened in the past, I hope senior brother will forget it!" Yan Xing said coldly, he had already made up his mind that he didn't want to go back to the days when he pestered Cang Qing every day and Cang Qing didn't even look at him .

Cang Qing looked at Yan Xing who had changed so quickly in a few days in astonishment. He was so caught off guard that he couldn't help but take a step forward: "You actually made me forget what you did yourself."

"Eldest brother..." Yan Xing wanted to say something, but he could only spit out these few words.

"Don't call me senior brother!" Cang Qing blurted out.

Yan Xing was stunned, and he was even more sure that Cang Qing had him in his heart. Don't think he didn't know how that "Ai Ye" got here, as Zhou Er said, he just wanted to tear Cang Qing's disguise.

Cang Qing with a gray face stared at Yan Xing intently, as if to penetrate him, Yan Xing tried his best to avoid his gaze, for fear of being seen, Cang Qing simply stretched out his hands to clasp Yan Xing's shoulders, and the voice suddenly Soften down: "Xing'er, do you know who he is!"

"I know!" Yan Xing said indifferently, looking sideways at Zizhou who was sitting motionless.

Cang Qing took a deep breath and continued to guide patiently: "You won't get results."

"No, I believe Zhou'er will give me a future."

Cang Qing laughed after hearing this, he had never laughed like this before: "Don't be stupid! Do you know that he..."

"I know!" Yan Xingcai withdrew his eyes from Zizhou, looked at Cang Qing who was mocking him indifferently, and said with a firmer tone, "I don't care, I believe Zhou'er also has difficulties, and he also promised me last night I will separate myself from that person." Hearing that Cang Qing's subordinates were exerting force unconsciously, Yan Xing frowned slightly and held back.

Zizhou on the side had a look of interest, lazily resting his chin and staring at the ant climbing up his cuff, thinking to himself: "Confucianism can be taught! Go!" He raised his hand and flicked the ant down.

"Last night? You?"

Yan Xing dodged his eyes: "Nothing?"

Cang Qing closed his eyes in pain, lowered his hands and took a few steps back. He thought he could restrain his passion and desire, but he didn't want to. The result was that he pushed Yan Xing into the arms of others, and then he endured it silently by himself. I thought he could do it, but it was only now that I realized that I was not an upright gentleman. After a long time, I said: "Xing'er, you go down first, I have something to say to him."

After hearing this, Zizhou finally got up slowly, walked towards the hesitant Yan Xing, patted his face, and gave him a reassuring look, "I'm hungry, go to the kitchen and get me something to eat."

Yan Xing nodded and left.

After Yan Xing's figure disappeared from sight.

Cang Qing's mocking voice suddenly sounded: "I really want to hear how you want to separate yourself from your father?"

Zizhou glanced at him coldly, thinking that just now he was looking like he was dying to live, and his face changed faster than the sky, "I don't need to worry about this, Senior Brother."

Cang Qing snorted coldly, looked at the figure that had disappeared for a long time and said: "If these words of yours were to reach another person's ears, how interesting it would be!"

Zizhou paused slightly, thinking how could it be possible, he might have already forgotten him, then squatted down ~ body, picked up the fallen leaves floating on the lake, looked at the fallen leaves in his hand, and pointed out: "It doesn't Do you know it fell from that tree here?"

Cang Qing was momentarily confused by his actions, this person's thoughts were too deep, Xing'er would suffer if he followed him, so he said: "Xing'er's health is not good, don't do that kind of thing with him again!" Finally A few words of those words came out awkwardly from Cang Qing's mouth with mixed voice.

Zizhou threw away the leaf in his hand, and the leaf slowly fell to Zizhou's feet, the corners of his lips curled up playfully, he got up and brushed off his wrinkled clothes, tilted his head slightly, his phoenix eyes squinted at the sky with bewildering colors. After a long while, Cang Qing felt uncomfortable being looked at, wondering if he saved a monster that harmed all living beings?

Zi Zhou withdrew his gaze, the curve of his lips was intentionally left for Cang Qing, but his tone was very serious: "Don't worry, I love him dearly, and I can't bear to let him down there!"

"You..." Cang Qing was dumbfounded by his words.

"Oh! Is it wrong?" Zizhou said innocently, "Then I'll let him stay below tonight."

Cang Qing blushed from anger, and snorted coldly.

Zizhou looked at him amusedly and teased, "The block actually has emotions."

This person is exactly the same as the rumors, Cang Qing didn't want to entangle with him anymore, and said coldly: "As Yan Xing's real brother, I advise you, don't play too much, so you don't play with fire." , and left in a huff.

Zizhou looked at the deformed self reflected on the water and just smiled, but that smile seemed a bit self-deprecating, why no one loves him like this.

into the night.

In Zizhou's room, a fierce competition is going on for who gets on and who gets off.

"I want to be on top!" Yan Xing said angrily as he rode on Zizhou.

"Yesterday you were on the top, today it should be mine." Saying that, he rolled over and pressed Yan Xing down.

"I'm not in good health, you should let me go." Yan Xing held Zizhou's small face, pouted and swore his rights.

"I'm just thinking about your body. I'm easily agitated on the top, so you can enjoy it down there!"

The door was kicked open with a bang, and a man in white stood outside the door with a sinister look, looking at the two people on the bed with disheveled clothes and entangled limbs, the murderous look in his eyes faintly appeared.

Zizhou got up from him, Yan Xingsha remained where he was, he had never seen such a terrifying side of Cang Qing, and murmured: "Elder brother!"

This senior brother is like fighting a fire with a salary.In the next second, Cang Qing came in front of the two of them, but he couldn't pay attention to the others. He grabbed Yan Xing's wrist expressionlessly, and dragged him off the bed without mercy. Cang Qing dragged his feet all the way to Yan Xing's room, and threw him on the bed with his hands. Yan Xing lay half-naked on the bed, staring back at the burning desire in Cang Qing's eyes in horror, closing his eyes, deliberately He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, luring the man to make the next move. After a long time, a deep sigh came from his ears, followed by the sound of the door closing and locking.

Yan Xing suddenly opened his eyes, was stunned for a while, bent his knees and hugged himself tightly, trying to imply that he should face it optimistically, at least saw Cang Qing's anger, fragility, sting, desire, right?

The door was open, Zizhou didn't intend to close it, he decided not to do such boring things from tomorrow, as for his future shelter...

While thinking about it, he was keenly aware of a black shadow flashing past.

"Who..." Zizhou blurted out.

After thinking about it, could it be the person behind the scenes? Thinking about it, he quickly got out of bed, and chased him out wearing unlined clothes.