The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

After being diagnosed and treated by the imperial doctor, the prince was fine and just fell asleep.So Yang Yingjun sent everyone away, locked the door, and immediately flew to the bedside, seeing his own body lying alive under his nose, he really wanted to cry.This is the scariest horror movie he's ever seen, okay?

"Hey, hey, wake up, wake up..." Facing his handsome face, Yang Yingjun really couldn't help but patted his face lightly, feeling deeply in his heart while patting, how handsome he is! God's anger and people's resentment, is there anything?

"Hmm..." Finally, the prince's eyelids moved, and then slowly opened.

Yang Yingjun said happily: "You are awake!"

My own body stared at me stupidly for a while, then muttered "Is it a nightmare", and then closed my eyes frankly.

"..."

Yang Yingjun's smile froze, and he stretched out his hand to grab his skirt and couldn't help shaking it: "Nightmare peat! Quickly open your dog eyes... no, open your beautiful eyes to see clearly!"

His own body opened his eyes with a "swish", then stared at him for a while, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and opened them again.The two stared at each other for a while, and the "flesh" suddenly let out a miserable scream: "Wow, ah, ah——"

Yang Yingjun covered his deafened ears with force, and rolled off the bed all at once.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what happened..." the anxious voice of the girl in Tsing Yi came from outside.

Yang Yingjun stood up and covered his fleshy mouth, and then shouted outside: "It's nothing, your prince woke up, and he was excited so he yelled to refresh himself. You don't have to wait, stay away."

The footsteps outside went away, but Yang Yingjun still covered his flesh's mouth and didn't let go. Seeing his own flesh looking at him in horror with a pair of tearful eyes, he couldn't bear it, and said: "I let you go, but don't bark, OK ?”

The "flesh" eyes flashed, and then couldn't help nodding.

Yang Yingjun let him go slowly, and he grabbed his shoulder in turn: "What's going on? You...I..." After a moment of stunned, he touched his neck again: "My voice..."

Yang Yingjun tentatively: "You are so panicked, why?"

The "flesh" hugged his head, and kept thinking: "This is not real, this is not real, how could this happen? How could this happen? This must be a dream, it must be... woo woo woo... "

"..." Looking at his own body crying over there, the corners of Yang Yingjun's mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Don't cry yet, let me ask you... What's your name?"

"Flesh" reflexively replied: "Mynameis... Huh!?" He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Yang Yingjun: "You...you can speak English? Could it be... Could it be that this is some prank show? Isn't it? No, no matter how you do it, it's impossible to make someone exactly like me..." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch Yang Yingjun's face.

Yang Yingjun clasped his wrist, his eyes sparkled with excitement: "You said...my face is your face?"

"Flesh" nodded hurriedly.

Yang Yingjun blurted out: "Yang Meili?!"

"Flesh" was startled: "How do you know my name? Who are you?"

"I am you, you are me!" Yang Yingjun got up and went to get the mirror, and held it in front of Yang Meili: "Look for yourself."

Yang Meili looked in the mirror and screamed again: "Oh my god—"

Yang Yingjun covered her mouth: "Shhhhhhhhh! Stop screaming!"

Yang Meili pushed his hand away, grabbed the mirror and looked at herself carefully, with a broken face: "How did this happen? How did this happen...how did I become Yang Yingjun...wait a while!" She Looking up at Yang Yingjun: "You said just now that I am you and you are me. Could it be...you are Yang Yingjun?"

Yang Yingjun held her shoulders with tears in his eyes: "Sister, God seems to have confused our soul with our body."

Yang Meili rolled her eyes and lay back straight.

"Hey! Yang Meili, Yang Meili! Now is not the time to play dead..."

Yang Meili lay there motionless with her eyes closed.

"..." The veins on Yang Yingjun's forehead twitched, and he could only use his trump card: "Jiang Junxiao is here!"

Yang Meili sat up "swish", looking around with a nympho look on her face: "Where is where?"

"..." Yang Yingjun said heartbrokenly: "Beautiful, I beg you, don't use my face to make an expression of liking Jiang Junxiao, I can't bear it..."

Yang Meili glared at him, looked around, and said, "Brother, what's going on? Where is this place?"

Yang Yingjun said: "Do you still remember? Before we fell into a coma, we had an argument in Brother Zhao's car, and then there must have been a car accident. If I guessed correctly, we... crossed over."

"..." Yang Meili suddenly turned her gaze to stare at him: "What did you say? Say it again."

Yang Yingjun closed his eyes in pain: "I know it's hard for you to accept, but fortunately, I have brother to accompany you to wear it together, so that at least we can take care of each other..."

Yang Meili rushed over and grabbed his skirt: "Are you kidding me? Time travel? This is not a movie!"

Yang Yingjun patted the back of her hand and said, "Relax, let go, this is your body, I won't be responsible for any injuries!"

Yang Meili let go of her hands immediately, and sat down on the bed.

Seeing her devastated face, Yang Yingjun sighed, sat next to her, and took her into his arms: "Okay, okay, cry if you want, brother knows you're not feeling well..."

Yang Meili's mouth was flattened, and she really started crying.

Yang Yingjun patted her on the shoulder and said: "Beautiful, no matter what, we still have to live. After you cry, let's discuss what to do after menstruation."

Yang Meili was crying, tears fell on Yang Yingjun's chest, and slid down the collarbone, a little itchy.Yang Yingjun stretched out his hand subconsciously, but Yang Meili grabbed his wrist: "Wait! What do you want to do!?"

Yang Yingjun was stunned: "What?"

Yang Meili stared at him with tears and snot on her face, and said, "Where are you going to touch your hands? Yang Yingjun, what you are using now is your sister and my body!"

As soon as the words came out, both of them were dumbfounded.After a while, the two lowered their heads in tacit understanding and looked at their lower body.

"..."

"..."

Then, he raised his head slowly, looked at each other, and cried, "Oh my god, is this going to kill us brothers and sisters..."

After finally calming down, the first topic they discussed was: What should I do when I go to the toilet and take a shower in the future?

Yang Meili said with disgust on her face: "I don't want to see or touch any part of your body, I'm afraid I'll dig my eyes out!"

"Hey, let's figure it out first. Although the unlucky bastard possessed by you looks exactly like me, it's not me. Don't forget that this is ancient times, and this unlucky bastard is a prince."

Yang Meili still looked disgusted: "So? Do you want to say that your current body has nothing to do with me, and you can go to the toilet and take a bath without any obstacles?"

Yang Yingjun's face immediately turned green: "Damn, just this face that is exactly like yours is enough to respond? How can it be barrier-free? Just thinking about it makes me get goosebumps... No, I want to vomit... Nausea -"

Yang Meili stomped her feet anxiously: "Then what should I do now? You can't go to the toilet and take a bath all the time, right?"

"Stop—" Yang Yingjun looked at her with a serious face, and his attitude was very sincere: "My sister, brother, please, don't stomp your feet, don't you put on a show? Do you know how... motherfucker you look now? "

Yang Meili let out a "cut", tossed her hair, and said, "I was originally a woman!"

"But don't forget, you are using my... body that is exactly the same as mine! Can you stop acting so gay?"

Yang Meili said unconvinced: "How dare you say me? Look at you, what kind of posture are you sitting in? My face will be completely lost by you!"

Yang Yingjun looked down and saw that he was wearing a skirt, but he was sitting with his legs spread apart, and he kept shaking his feet.

"..."

"..."

Yang Yingjun waved his hands irritably, and said, "Forget it, it's not the time to worry about these things. Let's talk about taking a shower and going to the toilet first."

Yang Meili frowned and thought hard for a while, then suddenly her eyes lit up, she clapped her hands and said, "Yes! Anyway, we are using the other person's body, so we can let the other person wash it for us when we take a shower?"

An image of himself and Yang Meili bathing each other in the same pool popped up in Yang Yingjun's mind inappropriately, his expression changed suddenly, and he turned his head away, this time he really vomited.

"No, no, no, it's disgusting!" Yang Yingjun rubbed his goosebumped arm with a livid face, and said, "Although we are using each other's body, after all, our soul is inside, can you imagine what I gave You take a shower..."

"Stop!" Yang Meili covered her mouth, her face turned blue: "Stop talking, I'm going to throw up too."

Yang Yingjun sighed, and said: "The only solution now is to... ask someone to help wash it."

"Call for help? Who?"

"Our current identities, one is the prince and the other is the princess. After a while, we will go out and gather all the men and women in the whole house. We will choose each other to help each other take a bath."

Yang Meili said with a bitter face: "That's the only way."