poor family young gentleman

"Love you!"

Xianjun is so sensible and loves him, which greatly satisfied his vanity as a man. The emperor hugged him and bowed his head to kiss him, but felt that it was not enough, so he hugged him into the inner room a little anxiously, and even kissed him. The son couldn't even take care of it, he just wanted to press his beloved Ai Junhong to be overwhelmed, mandarin ducks entangled, and put all his energy on him.

"Second Highness, the servant sent you back to the bedroom?"

Seeing this, Wu Jin hurriedly waved to the palace people to leave, only to find that Yin Huanting was still standing there with a gloomy expression watching the inner room. He didn't know if it was his illusion. There was a dark atmosphere, and it seemed that he was targeting the emperor. He must have thought too much. It was obvious to all that the emperor loved him. How could he hate the emperor?

"Humph!"

Looking back at him, Yin Huanting snorted coldly and walked away.

"... "

As the chief inspector of ceremonies and the owner of Dongchang factory, who would dare not give him a little face?Lian Xianjun had to be polite to him, but he didn't expect that a kid with no skills would dare to show him face. Looking at his back, Wu Jin's face changed again and again, and finally his lips There was a sneer on the corner of the corner. If this kind of person really makes him the emperor, can he still have a good life?In contrast, although Feng Jiye's attack was ruthless, as long as he didn't do anything that directly hurt them, he wouldn't really touch him, at least he would let him start well and end well. His choice today was right!

"Ah...husband..."

Xian Jun's coquettish groans soon sounded in the inner room, Wu Jin's expression was restrained, he looked back, curled his lips and backed out.

"Second Highness..."

"roll!"

Yin Huanting, who returned to his bedroom, had a gloomy face, and the palace people who went up to him touched their noses with ashes.

"what…"

"Second Highness, please forgive me..."

With nowhere to vent his inner frustration, Yin Huanting suddenly turned around and kicked the young eunuch who was closest to him. The little eunuch didn't dare to resist, so he turned over and kowtowed on the ground, enduring the pain, begging for mercy, but Yin Huanting pointed at him and sternly said : "Slave dog, do you even dare to look down on this hall? Drag it out and stick it to death!"

"No, Second Highness, spare your life, but the slave dare not, Second Highness, spare me!"

The groundless accusation frightened him, the little eunuch desperately kowtowed to beg for mercy, and the others were a little dazed and forgot to react, after all, they had never offended him.

"What are you doing in a daze? You all want to be shot, don't you?"

"Yes…"

"Second Highness, spare me...don't...Second Highness..."

Yin Huanting snarled, and the stupefied eunuchs hurriedly dragged the eunuch who was kneeling and begging for mercy out, and at the same time, the others also retreated. They didn't want to be the next one to take his anger out on him.

"Humph!"

Seeing that there was no one left, Yin Huanting's anger not only did not calm down, but became even more intense, burning his heart, and he turned into the inner room as soon as he flicked his sleeves, and directly threw himself on the bed, carved with pear blossom wood. The big bed exuded a faint fragrance, but it couldn't calm down the humiliation he had suppressed for half a month. As long as he thought of being pressed on a stool and spanked in public, he wished to kill everyone who was there that day, especially Feng Jiye and the emperor and empress dowager who ordered him to be beaten.

He was full of anger, but he didn't notice that every time blue smoke mixed into the house exuding an elegant fragrance, he gradually relaxed with a gloomy face, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep, even the servants who served him came in After checking that he didn't wake up, seeing that he was asleep, the palace people didn't dare to wake him up, they didn't even take off his coat, they just put a quilt on his body.

Around Xu time, the Governor's Mansion of Xichang

"Brother, are you so sure that Wu Jin will cooperate with us obediently?"

After the meal, the three of them returned to the main courtyard, but instead of going back to their rooms to rest as usual, they gathered in the lobby of the main courtyard, and the little bun was also playing with the old lion and his son on the carpeted floor, crawling on their bodies. come and go.

"Although Wu Jin is a real villain, he is also a smart person. It is impossible for him to see clearly the current situation. Instead of putting the treasure on Yin Huanting, it is better to give us appropriate assistance. According to the factory’s standpoint, let the Qingjiang Houfu intercept and kill the father and brother, we disclosed this matter to him, so he should return our favor no matter what?”

Taking a sip from the teacup, Feng Jiye said confidently and calmly, he didn't ask Wu Jin to do anything, he just asked him to take the emperor to Xianjun's bedroom tonight.

"I'm afraid he will tell the emperor about it."

Knowing that what he said was right, Ye Junheng couldn't help curling his lips to contradict him. He has always been extremely disgusted with Wu Jin, and the people in Dongchang still call him Changhua in private.

"He's not that stupid."

Seeing at a glance that he was deliberately provoking trouble, Feng Jiye couldn't help laughing: "If he tells the emperor, isn't he afraid that we will bite back? People who are emperors are usually suspicious. If this happens, the emperor may not be the same as he is now. Trust him so much."

He decided to ask Wu Jin to do this only after he was sure that Wu Jin would not tell the truth and would definitely cooperate with them, and he would not dare to say anything nonsense after thinking about it afterwards.

"What are you going to do?"

Yin Huanyang, who was not in the mansion during the day, went back and forth to look at them, so far he still doesn't know what they did, he only knows that Yeye is going to attack Yin Huanting.

"Hey."

The two brothers looked at each other, Feng Jiye took out a small object and threw it to him, Yin Huanyang caught it suspiciously, it was a boxy object, not as big as Xiao Baozi's fist, it was dark, I don't know if it was What are they used for.

"You press the first button and try saying a few words."

"Ah."

Following his instructions, Yin Huanyang pressed the first button, and said a few symbolic words that made Ye Junheng roll his eyes and shake his skin. Facing his gaze waiting for the next text, Feng Jiye took out a fingernail-sized object Gently press: "Hold your hand and grow old together with you, and wish to be a couple with Yeye for the rest of your life!"

What Yin Huanyang said earlier was released intact. Due to the previous experience with the camera, Yin Huanyang did not lose his composure, but he was still shocked. It was his voice, exactly, and it was impossible for him to listen to it. Incorrect.

"This sound is still adjustable. It can be adjusted to more than a hundred times the original sound. I recorded the sound of thunder during the thunderstorm in the morning, and then handed it over to the person I found, and asked him to put it on Yin Huanting's pillow. Come on, think about it, what would happen to a person if he suddenly heard thunder in his ears while he was sleeping soundly?"

Especially that person is still young, and for some reason, extremely sensitive to thunder!

The first prince died under the shock of thunder. Maybe this move may not scare Yin Huanting to death, but it will definitely scare him out of courage, maybe it will also destroy his sanity. The sound was trembling like a frightened bird, asking Wu Jin to invite the emperor to the Xianjun Palace, in order to slow down the speed of Xianjun rushing to Yin Huanting, and when they found out, everything was a foregone conclusion, Xianjun could only He watched helplessly as his precious son was destroyed by thunder again.

"It's a good thing."

Throwing away the gadgets in his hand, Yin Huanyang's thin lips hooked lightly. In this way, Xian Jun would have no time to plot against them. They could undoubtedly be clean for a while. Most importantly, no one would have thought that this matter would be they do.

"However, if there is only thunder in Yin Huanting's room..."

"Boom boom..."

Yin Huanyang hadn't finished speaking when the sky suddenly exploded. There were bolts of lightning followed by thunder. It was like the two armies in heaven were at war. The drums roared, the lights of swords and swords flashed, and the rain washed away like a pouring lake. Feng Jiye turned his head to look He glanced at him, stretched out his hand towards him, and the couple walked towards the door together with Ye Junheng.

"If it wasn't for my absolute certainty, there would definitely be another thunderstorm tonight, so how could I make such a hasty arrangement."

Looking up at the lightning and thunder in the sky, the corners of Feng Jiye's lips curled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. He had checked with the system as early as when the thunder was being recorded, and it told him that he would be there again tonight. There is a thunderstorm.

At the same time, in the deep palace.

"Boom boom..."

"what…"

Cooperating with the thunder in the sky, the people who had been hiding outside the house pressed the button according to Feng Jiye's instructions, and the rumbling thunder was dozens of times louder than the explosion outside, and Yin Huanting, who was sleeping, suddenly screamed and rolled over When he reached the ground, a stream of bright blood flowed from his ear.

"Ah, ah..."

"Your Highness, Second Highness..."

Yin Huanting was so frightened that he couldn't think of anything. He sat on the ground covering his ears and screamed in horror, and the palace guards outside quickly pushed the door open and entered.

"Ah... Get out, you all get out of here... Ah... Father... Father..."

"Second Highness..."

Patting away their support, Yin Huanting suddenly rushed out covering his ears like crazy, the palace people hurriedly followed after seeing this, the whole dormitory disappeared instantly, and after a while, a little eunuch sneakily touched He went in, took back the thing that shouldn't be there from under Yin Huanting's pillow, and then left quietly.

"Ah...husband...it's thundering, I'm going to see Ting'er...husband..."

On the big bed in the inner room of the bedroom, Xianjun was lying naked on it, and the emperor was also naked lying on top of him. The two were applauding fiercely for love. Suddenly, Xianjun woke up from his lust when he heard thunderclaps. , pushed him backhanded, because the eldest son died under the thunder, he was extremely sensitive to the sound of thunder, every time there was thunder, he would rush to his son's room as soon as possible to guard him.

"I'm not done yet!"

"what…"

How could the emperor, who was in a state of excitement, let him go, and bit his glands again with one mouth, the intense pleasure stimulated the two of them at the same time, the emperor moved faster and faster, and the sage screamed more and more Mei, seeing that they are about to reach the peak again.

"Father...Father..."

"Second Highness can't..."

"bump…"

Yin Huanting's crazy roar and Wu Jin's blocking suddenly sounded outside the door, but Yin Huanting was already crazy, how could he control Wu Jin's blocking, he broke away fiercely, kicked open the door, and went straight to the inner room.

"Rebel!"

The emperor, who was making the final sprint, almost retracted in fright, and quickly grabbed the discarded quilt and wrapped them around their bodies.

"Father...Father..."

"bump!"

Yin Huanting ignored him, as if he couldn't see his anger, he rushed over to the emperor, crying, and hugged Xianjun tightly. The emperor's head hit the inside of the bed with a loud noise, and followed. Wu Jin was also taken aback, and quickly helped him up: "Your Majesty, are you all right, Your Majesty?"

The emperor was in an unspeakable state at this time, lying naked on his back, his old face distorted by the pain.

"Your Majesty... Ting'er, let go first..."

Xianjun, who was hugged tightly by his son, had difficulty getting up, and looked at the emperor with worried eyes. His son's behavior had undoubtedly annoyed him.

"You bastard... what's wrong with your ears?"

Sitting up, the emperor reflexively wanted to slap him, but when he saw the blood dripping from Yin Huanting's ear, his slap froze in mid-air.

what?

"Ting'er? Come on, tell the imperial doctor, pass on the imperial doctor..."

After realizing the blood flowing out of his son's ear, and thinking about his outrageous behavior, Xianjun was frightened out of his wits, and no longer cared about elegance and gentleness, he rushed towards the palace with his trembling son like a madman Roaring, the whole bedroom suddenly became a mess.