The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

He gave Ji Yinrong good medicine, covered him with a quilt, and seeing that he seemed to be asleep, Yang Yingjun got up lightly and walked out. He had too many things to say to his sister.

Yang Meili opened her mouth to speak, but Yang Yingjun interrupted her in a low voice: "Let's go outside and talk."

The two walked out of the inner room, and Ji Yinrong, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes with no expression on his face.

"Bad guy!" As soon as she reached the outer room, Yang Meili punched Yang Yingjun on the back.

Yang Yingjun gasped in pain, and stared at her in surprise and anger: "You... you want to kill me? Hiss... Knowing that I am as strong as a cow, it is not important to strike!"

Yang Meili flattened her mouth aggrievedly: "Who told you to leave immediately? Someone even sent me a suicide note! Do you know...how sad and scared I was when I saw that letter...how do you Can it be like this!?" As he said, tears fell down.

Yang Yingjun's heart was sore and soft, he pulled her to hug her, and coaxed softly: "Okay, okay, am I okay? Why do you say you still cry so much? You are the king of the south now, why are you still talking to me?" Like a child..."

Yang Meili sniffed, pulled her brother's sleeve to touch his face, wiped his tears and snot, and then said with satisfaction: "You swear, you will never do this again."

Yang Yingjun said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I swear, I swear."

Yang Meili looked at him, her eyes were red, and she choked with sobs: "You know that the only thing I can rely on in this world that doesn't belong to us is you, but you still cruelly abandon me..."

Yang Yingjun's eyes were also red: "It's my fault, I'm sorry."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally opened their arms to hug each other.

"elder brother……"

Yang Yingjun patted her on the back and said, "Why have you lost so much weight? Didn't you eat well?"

"Isn't it just to find you! If Wu Yao hadn't been there to eat and sleep in the open air along the way..." Suddenly, Yang Meili pushed her brother away, ending this tender and tender moment, and said anxiously: "Oh! I almost forgot! Wu Yao Yao! Wu Yao is still in Tianqing Palace!"

Yang Yingjun hurriedly pulled her back, and said, "Calm down first, and speak clearly, you said Wu Yao was also arrested, right?"

Yang Meili nodded vigorously, grabbed her brother's hand as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and said, "Not only Wu Yao, but also Shangguan Liuyun, we were all imprisoned in Tianqing Palace from the beginning."

Yang Yingjun was startled: "Shangguan Liuyun is here?"

As soon as Yang Meili opened her mouth, she couldn't stop, "crackling" like a bamboo tube pouring beans, how she was fooled, how she was caught here, and what happened after she was caught here.

"What?" Yang Yingjun's face became strange: "You said...the reason why the Palace Master arrested us was to...collect yang and nourish yin?"

"Yeah, do you think it's scary? Wait, didn't she realize that you are a girl?"

Yang Yingjun said worriedly: "Fortunately not." Looking up and down at Sister Fan, looking at the face he had used for more than [-] years, he sighed: "So the reason why you appeared in the hot spring pool tonight is because of that girl. The pervert wants to invite you to sleep in?"

Yang Meili felt a chill, and said, "I guess so."

Yang Yingjun sighed: "It's just my fault that I'm too handsome, and I hurt your sister."

Yang Meili rolled her eyes back at him: "Bah!"

Yang Yingjun glanced at the sky outside, and said: "It's late at night now, go to bed first, and see if there is a chance to see that nymphomaniac tomorrow when I wake up."

"By the way, who is Qu Tan?"

"This is a long story, I will tell you slowly in a while."

Yang Meili looked around and said, "Then... May I ask where do we sleep?"

Yang Yingjun also looked left and right, and said: "Wait." Then, he walked into the side hall, moved all the coffee table cushions on the couch to the floor, turned his head and said to Meili: "This way you can sleep!"

"Ah? That's it?" Yang Meili pointed to the empty couch and said in disbelief, "You want me to sleep like this? I'm afraid I'll freeze to death."

Yang Yingjun said: "It's okay, there must be spare mattresses or something in this hall, I'll go check it out."

Walking quickly through the main hall, before entering the inner room, the footsteps were unconsciously lightened.Yang Yingjun subconsciously looked in the direction of the bed, saw that Ji Yinrong was sleeping soundly, so he tiptoed to the rosewood wardrobe, and slowly opened the door, no matter how lightly he moved, the wooden wardrobe still made a sound.

"Hmm..." Ji Yinrong let out a low voice, showing signs of waking up.

Yang Yingjun stopped moving and looked at him holding his breath.

Ji Yinrong slowly opened his eyes, stared blankly at the top of the tent for a while, then turned his head and looked at Yang Yingjun sleepily.

Yang Yingjun smiled subconsciously.

Ji Yinrong blinked: "But?"

Yang Yingjun hurriedly said: "You continue to sleep and leave me alone, I'm just looking to see if there are any extra quilts."

Ji Yinrong half propped himself up, and Yang Yingjun hurried up to help him: "Hey, what are you doing? Don't move around!"

Ji Yinrong said weakly: "I'm fine, you can sleep here..."

"How can I do that, you are disabled at the ninth level now! Lie down quickly." Yang Yingjun supported his shoulders, pushed him back on the bed, raised his head and shouted out: "Beautiful... the prince who has nothing to do! Come in!"

Yang Meili ran in and saw that Ji Yinrong was awake, so she stood far away and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yang Yingjun pointed to the closet next to him with his chin, and said, "Check to see if there is any bedding."

Yang Meili gave her brother and the emperor a strange look, went to the closet and began to rummage through the closet, and finally found two quilts under the closet, but her expression was not good: "Evil~ it smells musty."

"It's good if you have it, but you don't like it." Yang Yingjun tucked Ji Yinrong's quilt casually, and was about to go to Yang Meili's place.

Ji Yinrong suddenly grabbed his arm: "But..."

Yang Yingjun hurriedly looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

Ji Yinrong looked at her sadly with a pair of watery eyes, with an aggrieved look: "Don't go."

Yang Yingjun: "..."

The corner of Yang Meili's mouth twitched, and she walked out holding the quilt: "I'm going out first."

When Yang Yingjun turned his head to look, she had already disappeared, as if a ghost was chasing her.

"..."

Looking at his sister's reaction, I'm afraid he was thinking wrongly. Yang Yingjun was inexplicably impetuous, and wanted to shake Ji Yinrong's hand away, but when he met the other's weak and innocent eyes, his heart softened, so he had to sit down and Pulling his hand away and stuffing it back under the quilt, he said, "You have injuries, so you can sleep peacefully."

Ji Yinrong's complexion was pale, his pupils were as shiny as obsidian, and the cinnabar between his brows seemed to be even more radiant. He looked at Yang Yingjun from the bottom up, with a rare fragility: "I just... had a nightmare... I Don't dare to sleep anymore."

...I'll go, is this still the ruthless Ji Yinrong?Yang Yingjun had never seen him show weakness, so he was at a loss at this moment: "Hey, you said it was a dream, don't take it seriously."

Ji Yinrong mournfully said: "You don't understand..."

Yang Yingjun inevitably became curious: "What nightmare?"

Ji Yinrong looked at her steadfastly, as if he wanted to burn her into his eyes, and said slowly after a long while: "I dreamed that you said you wanted to go back with Ji Yinli, and you said that you never want to see me again in this life. "

Yang Yingjun was startled.

Ji Yinrong turned his head and looked at the top of the tent, feeling nostalgic and sad, and said: "If I can stay with you on the Cliff of Duanqing, it would be a good thing to be an ordinary couple." Saying so, she used a pair of moist eyes Looking eagerly, his eyes were eager, and he did not hide his desire.

With a flash of mind, Yang Yingjun lowered his eyelids silently, avoiding his earnest gaze.

Ji Yinrong stretched out his hand, held her hand, and said softly: "You should understand my affection for you. As long as you nod your head, you will not be blamed for the past. When you return to the palace in the future, you will be the queen... ..."

With a thrill in his mind, Yang Yingjun's eyes flashed with clarity, and he interrupted: "Where is your great cause?"

Ji Yinrong paused.

Yang Yingjun suddenly calmed down, and said expressionlessly: "If you were really given a chance, would you choose to stay with me on the Cliff of Duanqing, or still choose to leave?"

Ji Yinrong lowered his eyelids with thick eyelashes, and after a long silence, he said, "I can't let the country fall into the hands of foreigners."

Yang Yingjun understood, but remained calm: "What about after defeating Xilan Kingdom? Are you willing to hand over the country to the prince?"

Ji Yinrong suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were no longer fragile, but fierce and sharp, his voice was chilling: "You want me to hand over the country to Ji Yinli?"

The corner of Yang Yingjun's mouth curled up, and he said, "That's not what I mean. I just want to help the emperor recognize his own heart and avoid nightmares."

Ji Yinrong frowned and said, "What do you mean by that?"

Yang Yingjun's tone became brighter: "As long as your majesty remembers that the country is more important than Yang Pianran, then all problems will be solved."

Ji Yinrong stared at her coldly.

Yang Yingjun sighed, and said softly: "If you have no intentions, why act affectionately?" After finishing speaking, he stood up from the edge of the bed, took a step back, cupped his hands slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, go to bed, I will take my leave."

Turning around and walking a few steps, Ji Yinrong's gnashing of teeth voice came from behind him: "The concubine just said something, but did the prince mean it?"

Yang Yingjun stopped and didn't look back: "If you say yes, you should. Is there a difference?"

Ji Yinrong sneered and said, "If I want beautiful women but not Jiangshan, what does the princess think of the prince?"

A trace of exhaustion appeared on Yang Yingjun's face, but his voice was calm: "You won't."

"Oh?"

"It's not Ji Yinrong who can do this, isn't it?"

Ji Yinrong's face froze, he was speechless, just watched Yang Yingjun walk out without looking back, his hands unconsciously clenched his body to get off the mattress, with such strength that he almost tore the mattress .

Yang Meili was already lying down on the couch. Seeing Yang Yingjun walking in with heavy steps, she stretched her neck and asked, "Hey, hey, what are you talking about?"

Yang Yingjun ignored her, sat down at the end of the couch, and began to take off his shoes.

"How did your relationship with him become so good? What happened? Don't you hate him? Have you forgotten that he once wanted to kill us? And Xiaocui and Xiaodie..."

Yang Yingjun interrupted a little irritably: "Xiaocui and Xiaodie were killed by Rong Yujia."

"□□Yu Jia is also obeying orders, the emperor behind the scenes is not the emperor... Wait," Yang Yingjun bounced off the bed like an electric shock, and grabbed Yang Yingjun's arm, "You just excuse him by saying that ? Yang Yingjun, what's the matter with you? Could it be...could it be true what he said? You and him...couldn't be..."

"Get out!" Yang Yingjun couldn't bear to kick her.

Yang Meili said to herself: "No wonder he wants to block the whip for you, the love is as deep as the sea..."

Yang Yingjun said irritably, "Can you shut up? It's too loud."

Yang Meili was still babbling: "Are you angry from embarrassment? In fact, you don't have to be like this. You are a daughter now, even if you like a man..."

Yang Yingjun casually picked up a cushion from the ground, pressed it on Yang Meili's face, and pushed her down on the bed.

"Hmm..." Yang Meili kicked her arms and legs and struggled.

Yang Yingjun removed the cushion, and said in a gloomy tone, "If you talk nonsense, you will be smothered to death."

Yang Meili sat up in a "babble" and threw a punch at Yang Yingjun: "You are going to die! Murder your own sister!"

Yang Yingjun jumped away earlier, and said: "Then, stop making trouble, hurry up and sleep, and find a way to meet Wu Yao and the others tomorrow morning. What's the matter? Don't want to see Wu Yao?"

Upon hearing the word "Wu Yao", Yang Meili immediately calmed down, glared at Yang Yingjun, lay back and said, "Hmph, do you think I want to talk to you? Hmph!"

Yang Yingjun kicked her foot and said, "Move in a little."

Yang Meili moved inside impatiently.

Yang Yingjun lay down on his back, not forgetting to warn: "Don't kick your feet randomly, turn around and kick my face and you will die."

It's okay if you don't say anything, but Yang Meili immediately kicked him in the face with her foot.

Yang Yingjun grabbed her ankle and tickled the soles of her feet.

Yang Meili let out a sharp laugh.

They were arguing in the side hall, completely unaware that all the sound reached Ji Yinrong's ears.Ji Yinrong was lying stiffly. It was clearly a warm bed, but somehow she couldn't feel any warmth. Her whole body seemed to be frozen, with a lingering coldness radiating from her bones.

In the darkness, his eyes were darker than the night, without a trace of light.