The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Princess Ji seems to be getting fatter and more blessed."

Yang Yingjun seemed unable to hear the irony in Concubine Lan Gui's words, touched his chin, and said with a smile: "Really? Hehe, it's better for women to be fatter, because it's easier to bear children."

Concubine Lan's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

Yang Yingjun was taken aback, not knowing what he said wrong.

The queen mother hurriedly said: "It is God's will to have a child, and we should let nature take its course."

Concubine Lan sneered unceremoniously at Yang Yingjun: "Princess Ji said so, those who don't know think they are pregnant."

The emperor looked at him suddenly, all kinds of emotions flashed in his eyes, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be talking, so it was so.

"..." Yang Yingjun quickly clarified: "It's nothing, the imperial concubine really likes to joke. Hahaha."

The emperor had calmed down now, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Recently, I saw that Princess Ji and the fifth younger brother have a very good relationship. I think it's because of having a child. Heh, if that's the case, it's really gratifying. "

The corner of Yang Yingjun's mouth twitched.Shit, does your expression seem to say that you are happy and congratulated? !If this is Infernal Affairs, you should have pointed a gun at me and said, 'How dare you betray me'.

The Queen Mother seemed to be moved too: "However, do you really have one?"

Yang Yingjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Your concubine is joking, why do you believe the queen mother? By the way, the emperor, are you free for a while? I want to talk to you in private."

"..."

"..."

Confusion was written all over their faces.Yang Yingjun laughed secretly in his heart, what he wanted was this unexpected effect.

The emperor's eyes flickered, looked at him, and smiled tenderly and affectionately: "Okay."

Concubine Lan's complexion darkened faintly: "I don't know what Princess Ji wants to say to the emperor? Can't you let me and the queen mother know?"

Yang Yingjun smiled and said, "A conversation between men."

Everyone: "..."

Since they publicly said that they wanted to chat privately, the Queen Mother and Concubine Lan Gui couldn't say anything, they could only watch the emperor and Yang Yingjun leave alone.

The two walked one after the other, Yang Yingjun was thinking about how to speak, so he didn't say anything, the emperor didn't seem to be in a hurry, just walked slowly like this, no one said a word.

A gust of wind blew, and flower petals from nowhere fell on Yang Yingjun's hair.

The emperor who was walking in front suddenly stopped, turned around and said to the bewildered Yang Yingjun, "Wait."

Yang Yingjun watched in a daze as the emperor stretched out his hand, and gently plucked the petals from his hair, then smiled with his lips curled up, reflecting the cinnabar between his brows, and said, "A human face is as red as peach blossoms."

"..."

Yang Yingjun felt goosebumps all over his body, he quickly shook his body and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to tell you."

The emperor still gazed at him tenderly, as if loving someone deeply: "Well, tell me."

"..." Yang Yingjun really wanted to grab his lapel and shout, "Can you be normal!?" Thinking about it, he suppressed his unhappiness and said, "Your Majesty, this time, I will be more normal!?" Coming here represents King Ji."

The emperor seemed quite surprised, his expression changed: "Oh?"

Yang Yingjun is rare to be serious: "I know that the emperor is afraid of the prince, but I just want to say one thing, the loyalty of the prince and I to the emperor, the sun and the moon can learn from each other, and I hope the emperor will give us a chance to be loyal." However, the only way is to find ways to win his trust, so as to have a chance of survival.

The emperor was silent, looking at him no longer affectionately, but with complicated inquiry.

Yang Yingjun said: "I know that my few words alone are not enough to win your trust. I also know that my refusal to hand over the military power in the morning has deepened the emperor's suspicion of us, but..."

"Pianran." The emperor suddenly and quietly interrupted his impassioned speech.

Yang Yingjun's brain short-circuited for a moment: "...Huh?"

The emperor looked at him deeply, no smile on his face: "Are you... still my Pianran?"

"..."

Yang Yingjun really wanted to swear.Damn, can we not interrupt the Qiong Yao drama at such a serious moment! ?

"Your Majesty, I..."

The emperor grabbed her waist like lightning, dragged her into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her hard.

"..."

"..."

Yang Yingjun opened his eyes wide, and the roar of heaven and earth rumbled in his mind.

When I first entered the entertainment circle, I was in a very fresh period.At that time, there were quite a few investors, directors, and senior actors with special hobbies who wanted to lure him. He would hide if he could, and beat people if he couldn't. I thought there would be no hope of being popular in this life. But after struggling, she also miraculously became a popular artist.Later, there were men who wanted to sneak into him, and men who wanted to hook him up, but no one dared to force him.He thought he had made it through, and smugly regarded his being liked by men as a sign of charm.As a result... so many calculations, I didn't realize that I would still be kissed by a man forcibly!

He wanted to hit someone, but the other party's solid arms were so powerful, wrapping around his body, that he couldn't move.

It was only at this moment that Yang Yingjun realized with horror that he had really become a weak woman with no power to restrain her.

Aware of his stiffness and resistance, the emperor finally let go of his lips, and whispered in his ear: "To show loyalty, you don't have to surrender your military power." His palm slipped from the soft back , and finally landed on the buttocks, "If King Ji is willing to hand over Princess Ji, then I will trust his loyalty."

"Fuck you—" Yang Yingjun couldn't bear to push him away, and his fist hit his front.

The emperor did not hide, took his fist easily, wrapped it in his palm, and smiled good-naturedly: "Are you angry now? We have done all the intimate things between you and me. What is Princess Ji doing with her face recently?" Thinned?"

Yang Yingjun was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick. His rationality had already been burned out, and he blurted out: "You perverted homosexual! I am the [-]th generation ancestor..."

The emperor was stunned: "Pervert homosexual?"

Yang Yingjun kicked up and kicked the opponent directly. The emperor was shocked and stepped back suddenly.Yang Yingjun was free, and wanted to jump up and kick him again, but after a little deliberation, he felt that this idea was unrealistic, so he raised two middle fingers at him, turned around and ran away with his long skirt.

The emperor stared blankly at him running away without a trace, and thought of something, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a smile with no meaning: "Ah...it's really getting more and more interesting."

Yang Yingjun was so angry that he hurried back home without even asking the Queen Mother to resign.

As a result, as soon as he stepped into the palace, Yang Meili, who had been waiting for him for a long time, rushed over to be cannon fodder: "You are back! How is it? Have you made an agreement with Jun Xiao Ouba?"

Yang Yingjun paused every word with a gloomy face: "I, want, rebel, rebel!"

"..."

Yang Meili asked in astonishment, "What happened?"

Ignoring everyone's frightened eyes, Yang Yingjun held Yang Meili's shoulders, and said with a serious face, "Meili, brother, I ask you, if brother decides to marry the emperor..." He subconsciously glanced at the surroundings, originally he was sneaking at their servants Shrugging his shoulders in fright, he left in a hurry, and then he continued: "Which side will you stand against that ancient costume version of Jiang Junxiao?"

Yang Meili's face gradually turned pale: "Brother...are you serious?"

Yang Yingjun took a deep breath and said, "He and I are irreconcilable!"

"What happened? Didn't you say that before you went out at noon?"

"Anyway, I've made my decision." Yang Yingjun left these words and walked to the backyard.

"Brother, where are you going?"

"……brush teeth!"

"..."

Yang Meili turned her head to look at Wu Yao who was standing in the corner as if blending into the air: "Wu Yao, what do you think is going on here?"

Wu Yao bowed his head and said, "I don't know." In fact, he really wanted to ask, why do you call Wangfei... brother?Song?pigeon?is a nickname?

Yang Meili looked up to the sky and sighed: "My God, is this asking me to choose between family affection and love? The thing I was most worried about finally happened."

Wu Yao was secretly amazed, he did not expect that there was any affection between the prince and the emperor, let alone love between him and the concubine.

"Wu Yao."

Wu Yao cheered up: "The subordinate is here."

"I want to see the emperor."

"..." Wu Yao was a little dumbfounded: "Now?"

Yang Meili nodded sadly.

Wu Yao hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help but said: "This subordinate dares to ask why the prince wants to see the emperor?"

Yang Meili covered her face and cried bitterly: "I am heartbroken now, only Jun Xiao Ouba is the medicine to cure me!"

"..." Wu Yao's expression was blank.

Yang Meili cried for a while, but she didn't see Wu Yao's reaction. She said depressedly: "Wu Yao, you are really ignorant, no wonder you can't get a girlfriend. When you see a girl crying, you should hug her and comfort her gently." .”

"..." The corners of Wu Yao's mouth twitched, and he said dryly: "I don't know if the girl the lord is referring to..."

Yang Meili opened her mouth, looked down at herself as if realizing something, and suddenly broke down and cried: "Oh my God! Why am I so miserable! Woooooo..."

It was the first time that Wu Yao could cry so much when he was so old, and this man was always the iron-blooded and ruthless King Ji.

Yang Meili wiped away tears, sniffled and said, "Who said that? Isn't there a song that sings like that? It's not a crime for a man to cry, cry, cry, no matter how strong a person is, he has the right to get tired..."

Wu Yao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and told himself that all this was an illusion.