The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

He opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was the snow-white bed curtain, and there was a warm fragrance floating in the air, which smelled very comfortable.Yang Yingjun took a deep breath and closed his eyes comfortably.This is the scent that only women have. Could it be that he was drunk and slept with someone again?Could it be the young model Qingqing who took the initiative to hook up with her not long ago?Damn, if Brother Zhao finds out, he will definitely kill me...

After quickly going through the words to prevaricate the woman in his mind, Yang Yingjun called out: "Qingqing?" As soon as the voice came out, he froze.Is it a hearing problem?Why do you think that "Qingqing" just now is so girly?

Probably because I drank too much alcohol, my voice is a little hoarse...

Thinking of this, Yang Yingjun cleared his throat, and raised his voice when he spoke again: "Qingqing..."

Then, he was completely frightened by himself.

What the hell?Why did my own voice become a woman's voice! ?

Suddenly turning over and sitting up, he realized that something was wrong with him.First of all, the quilts covered by the bed that I lay on are not modern products.Secondly, he was wearing ancient snow-white obscene clothes.Finally, and the most important thing, why does he have two lumps of flesh on his chest like a big man! ?

"My lord, are you awake?" A gentle and submissive female voice suddenly came out.

Normally, Yang Yingjun's body would definitely crumble when he heard such a soft girl's voice.But at this moment, with this situation and this scene, he was so scared to death, how could he have the time to indulge in the voice of a girl! ?

Wait, wait, calm down first!

Yang Yingjun remembered that Zhao He told him not long ago that a director wanted to find him to make a costume TV series.Could it be that they are filming now?Falling asleep because you were overtired?The plot in the TV series is to let him dress up as a woman?If this is the case, then the two balls on the chest are either steamed buns or steamed buns, right?

Reaching out to grab his chest, just as the gauze bed curtain was lifted, Yang Yingjun raised his head subconsciously, and happened to meet the eyes of a juicy girl in Tsing Yi.Judging by the girl's appearance, she should be a servant girl, and she was looking at him with astonished eyes... the two hands pressed on the chest.

"..."

"..."

Yang Yingjun let go silently, resisting the pain from his chest, and forced a habitual smile to the girl: "Hi!" Damn, I grabbed it too hard just now, and now his chest hurts so much that he wants to cry.

The girl came back to her senses, hurriedly lowered her eyes to admire Fu's body, and said softly: "Your Majesty, this servant will help you wash and change your clothes."

Yang's handsome sunny smile receded from his face immediately after the girl stepped back.He rubbed his chest and grinned: "Hiss, it hurts so much... Damn, what the hell? Could the props in the props group be made too realistic?"

Wait, no, no matter the sound...

The girl who retreated just now led the other two girls over, Yang Yingjun couldn't wait to say: "Hey, beauty, can I borrow a mirror?"

The girl and the two girls were taken aback.

Yang Yingjun panicked, and his tone became a little impatient: "Hurry up, what are you doing so stupidly?!"

The girl was startled, and immediately leaned over and said, "Yes, servant girl, bring the mirror here."

After a while, the girl came over with a round mirror with a long handle and handed it to Yang Yingjun respectfully.Yang Yingjun took the hand, his hand sank, and he couldn't help but feel the weight.Wow, this seems to be an antique. Hey...

Now is not the time to think about these things!Yang Yingjun picked up the mirror and took a look at his face.His face was clearly reflected on the orange-yellow mirror... Wait a minute!Pit father ah!This, this... Isn't this Yang Meili's face! ?

The mirror fell to the ground with a bang, and the three trembling girls were so frightened that they immediately knelt on the ground.

Yang Yingjun sat numbly for a while, then stretched out his hand to pinch his face and thigh without giving up, the girl in Tsing Yi was so frightened that she kowtowed and wailed, "Ma'am, what are you doing? Are you messing with a servant girl?" The empress is not happy? The empress just beats and punishes the slaves, don’t hurt your jade body..."

Yang Yingjun was most afraid of women crying. When he saw three little girls kneeling on the ground at some point, he immediately came back to his senses and said, "Get up, what are you kneeling for? Don't cry anymore, ah, be good..."

"It's not good, it's not good, my wife, the big thing is not good..."

The shouts came from far to near, and after a while, Yang Yingjun heard a man's panicked voice from the outer room: "Madam, my lord... my lord... my lord, I suddenly passed by in the hall!"

Yang Yingjun didn't respond, but the expressions of the three girls changed drastically.Seeing her princess sitting on the bed with a blank expression, the girl in Tsing Yi thought that "she" was frightened, and hurriedly comforted her: "Your Majesty, don't worry, let Yun'erduoer take care of you to change your clothes first! The servant girl will ask about the situation, and then I will tell the Empress .” After finishing speaking, she turned her head and said to the other two girls, “Be quicker with your hands and feet!”

Yang Yingjun watched the girl in Tsing Yi go out in surprise, thinking that just a second ago she was crying like a tearful person, why did she become so fierce again in the blink of an eye?This woman is really fickle.

Although Yang Yingjun didn't have a clear mind at this time, he didn't want to embarrass the little girl, so he let Yun'erduo'er dress him and comb his hair.Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, looking at his sister's face in the mirror, he tried hard to recall what happened before.

Ah yes... At that time, in brother Zhao's car, he and his sister had an argument because of Jiang Junxiao's poster, and then there was a huge impact from behind. He only remembered seeing his sister's face covered in blood before he passed out, and then ...and then I don't remember anything.

Could it be a car accident?

Damn, God, you are so vulgar that you let me go through a car accident, right?

Time travel, time travel, what the hell are you going to make me a man whose body will die? !

I can bear it when I wear it on a woman. Anyway, I can feast my eyes when I take it off.What the hell do you mean by letting me wear it on someone who looks exactly like Yang Meili?How dare you play me! ?

Wait... how about beautiful?

"Your Majesty..." The woman in Tsing Yi went back just now, her face full of anxiety: "I have asked you clearly. This morning, the prince passed away suddenly, and now His Majesty ordered someone to carry him back. He was accompanied by an imperial doctor. Came over here."

Yang Yingjun was full of worries, he didn't care about the life and death of the prince, so he gave a perfunctory "oh".Looking at the mirror again, Yun'erduo'er was still inserting things into his bun.He randomly pulled out a hairpin, and then the black thread: "Fuck, I'll just say, why is my head so heavy? Are you trying to murder me by sticking a bunch of gold in my head?"

Yun'erduo'er was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and trembled: "I don't dare, please forgive me..."

"Hey, hey, I'm joking, get up quickly, how can you kneel, just kneel..."

Seeing that her own concubine was so indifferent to the prince's fainting, the girl in Tsing Yi sweated profusely: "Madam, the prince has passed away, you...won't you go and see?"

Yang Yingjun just felt baffled, he pulled Yun'erduo'er, ordered them to take off the bunch of things stuck in his bun, and said: "Didn't you say that someone brought him here? Then why should I go to see it?" ?”

"..." The girl in Tsing Yi was speechless: "Yes, but..."

"Hurry up, carry the prince to the concubine's room, be quick and don't drop the prince..." The elder's deep voice came from outside.

The girl in Tsing Yi saw that the princess was not in a hurry, and hurriedly reminded: "It's Steward Wang, he must have something to say to the empress, the empress should go out and have a look."

Yang Yingjun was a little impatient, but he couldn't refuse the girl in Tsing Yi's eyes, so he got up reluctantly: "Then go out and have a look." As soon as he took a step, his feet stepped on the long skirt, and his whole body was three-dimensional. Jumping forward, I fell a dog and ate shit.

"Scared—mother!" The girl in Tsing Yi and Yun'er Duo'er were so frightened that they hurried over to help him.

Feeling ashamed, Yang Yingjun hurriedly put his hands on the ground, jumped up neatly, and pretended to be calm: "This skirt is really too long, please help me shorten it later."

The girl in Tsing Yi was dumbfounded: "Change...to shorten?"

Yang Yingjun looked at her: "No?"

The girl in Tsing Yi nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I will change it when I turn around."

Yang Yingjun learned the lesson this time, he lifted up the hem of his skirt boldly, and strode out under the stunned gazes of the maids.

"Your Majesty..." Steward Wang stepped into the princess' bedroom anxiously, just in time to have a face-to-face meeting with Yang Yingjun who just came out of the inner room, and then he saw his princess holding the skirt with both hands, revealing the satin under the skirt obscene pants.

"..."

"Your Majesty!" The girl in Tsing Yi chased him out, hurriedly put down the skirt he was holding, and even knelt down to help him straighten the wrinkled skirt.

Yang Yingjun was a little embarrassed: "It's okay, it's almost done."

Butler Wang came back to his senses, cupped his hands and said to him: "Your Majesty, the prince suddenly fainted in the morning hall today, the Holy Majesty promised the imperial doctor to accompany him, and ordered the princess to take care of him personally, so this old slave took the initiative to carry the prince to the palace of the princess, and asked the princess to take care of her." Don't blame me. It's important to heal the prince now, the empress hasten to ask the servants to carry the prince into the house."

Yang Yingjun waved his hand casually: "Then carry it in."

Steward Wang was puzzled by the concubine's contemptuous attitude, but he didn't have time to think about it. He turned his head and made a gesture to the servant waiting outside the hall. The servant immediately carried the prince into the hall, and was about to go to the inner room when he heard the concubine's words. Suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

Everyone was startled and looked at her blankly.

At this time, Yang Yingjun was also shocked to the extreme, he stared at the prince lying on the stretcher - this eyebrow, this nose, this mouth... Isn't this familiar face, it's his own? !

...Who will tell him what the hell this is all about! ?