The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

After waking up again, he was no longer in the dark and damp underground cabin. Yang Yingjun was lying in the brocade quilt as soft as cotton wool, a faint scent of incense floated in the air, and there was the faint sound of the piano in his ears.

He froze for a moment, then turned over and sat up abruptly.

The sound of the piano stopped, and one person said: "Are you awake?"

Yang Yingjun rubbed the back of his aching neck and looked over, and saw Ji Yinrong sitting on the ground with his back facing him, with a guqin lying between his knees, his back looked particularly elegant and free and easy.

"You..." Yang Yingjun frowned, not knowing what to say.

Ji Yinrong took the piano, stood up, and when he turned to look at him, his eyes were no longer cold, and he even smiled a little: "But are you hungry?"

Yang Yingjun stared at his face, and said, "You... believe me?"

Ji Yinrong poured a glass of water, went to the bedside and handed it to him, saying: "I offended you before, Miss Yang...ah, I don't know her name yet?"

The difference in attitude before and after this is too great.Yang Yingjun took the water glass, drank the water, and said: "My real name is Yang Pianran, but now I am called Yang Yinglun, the cherry of the cherry, and the sinking Lun."

Ji Yinrong read softly: "Pianran...but..."

Startled, Yang Yingjun suddenly raised his head to look at his face carefully.

Ji Yinrong wondered, "What's wrong?"

"..."

For a moment just now, he thought he had recovered his memory, but Yang Yingjun silently lowered his eyes and said, "It's nothing."

Ji Yinrong took the empty cup in her hand and asked softly, "Do you want more?"

"No thanks."

Ji Yinrong smiled, his eyes were as clear and pure as the blue sea and sky: "Have you always been this polite to me?"

Yang Yingjun said uncomfortably: "Eh... the relationship between us...is not very good, so... it is rarely like this..."

Ji Yinrong sat down on the edge of the bed, the tenderness on his face made one couldn't help wondering if the person in front of him was the same person as the guy with the gloomy expression yesterday.

Yang Yingjun was still in doubt, and his right hand that was hanging on the bed was gently grasped.He raised his head in surprise, facing Ji Yinrong's eyes with a gentle smile.

"No matter what happened in the past, now that you and I are in trouble, we should share weal and woe."

"..."

Yang Yingjun shook his shoulders, suppressed the goose bumps all over his body, silently withdrew his hand, and said with a dry smile: "That's natural, hehe, hehe."

Ji Yinrong glanced at the empty hand, his eyes flickered, and he regained his affectionate look, and stretched out his hand to embrace Yang Yingjun's shoulder: "Maybe, this is the chance God gave us to start again..."

"..."

Yang Yingjun slid out of his embrace like a loach, jumped out of the bed barefoot, and laughed like a convulsion: "Then what, my lord, in this situation, I still think about how to go back to Suzhou." good."

Until now, Ji Yinrong believed her sentence "It's not that you despise me, but I despise you".His face was heavy, and when he stood up from the bed, he had already collected his expression, and smiled at Yang Yingjun indifferently: "What's the trick for my concubine?"

"..." Yang Yingjun said with a livid face: "The prince should call me Miss Yang, so as not to arouse suspicion."

Ji Yinrong said: "The eldest son is getting married today. Apart from you and me, there are only some handymen on board. Could it be that I can't even call you 'Aifei' in private?"

Yang Yingjun really shot himself in the foot this time. He originally thought that as long as he misled Ji Yinrong and convinced him that he was the king of Zhennan, he could take him back to Suzhou.He deliberately said that King Zhennan and the princess had no feelings, in order to avoid the current situation, but why did the other party come to get close to him?

Yang Yingjun was a little anxious: "A few days ago, I sent a letter back to Suzhou with Feng's class leader, informing my family that we are trapped here. I believe they will come to rescue soon."

Ji Yinrong frowned and said, "You and I are both in trouble here. I'm afraid Suzhou has already been occupied by the emperor. I'm afraid that it will not be our own people, but the enemy who will come..."

Yang Yingjun couldn't help being taken aback.He never thought that once the city of Suzhou could not be defended, the distress letter he sent back might become a reminder for his life.If Suzhou City has really been captured, then the beautiful her...

Seeing that Yang Yingjun's face turned white and blue, Ji Yinrong couldn't help but said, "What are you thinking?"

Yang Yingjun's lips trembled, and he said, "You're right, we shouldn't sit and wait for death, we should find a way to go back to Suzhou as soon as possible."

"But if Suzhou City has already been captured, wouldn't it be a trap for us to go back?"

Yang Yingjun's mind was in a mess, he couldn't think anymore, he just kept saying: "I have to go back, I have to hurry back to Suzhou..."

Ji Yinrong grabbed him and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to go back to Suzhou?"

Yang Yingjun shook off his hand and roared explosively: "My sister is in Suzhou! My sister is in Suzhou! I'm going back to save her, don't stop me..."

"Calm down!" Ji Yinrong ignored her struggle, hugged her tightly, and said, "If you are like this, I'm afraid you will die before you reach Suzhou! If you want to save your sister, you should keep calm!"

Yang Yingjun stopped struggling, his face turned pale, and he said anxiously: "My life or death is unknown, she must be very worried about me, that silly girl doesn't know what will happen, I must hurry back..."

"I'm just saying that if Suzhou City can't be defended! We don't know what's going on outside now. As the commander-in-chief of the first army, how can you mess yourself up so easily?"

Yang Yingjun glanced at Ji Yinrong, and the stern look on the other side made him gradually calm down.He wiped his face vigorously, took a few deep breaths, and said, "You are right. Then, first of all, we should find a way to find out the current situation in the world and determine whether Suzhou City has been breached."

Ji Yinrong nodded calmly, and said: "Until it's confirmed, it will only be more dangerous for us to stay in the Fengge class. No one can guarantee whether it is our own or the enemy who will come to receive your letter, so the first thing we have to do , just leave here and find a way to return to the Central Plains."

Although the letter I wrote can only be understood by Meili, if it falls into the hands of the enemy, they will definitely torture the person who sent the letter. When that person confesses to the Fengge Troupe, the enemy will come to the door sooner or later.Thinking about it this way, Yang Yingjun said: "Okay, we will bid farewell when Leader Feng and the others come back."

Ji Yinrong showed a comforting smile, the smiling face was so close that Yang Yingjun could even see the waves of light flowing in the depths of his pupils, he couldn't help being taken aback, only then did he realize that he was still being hugged tightly by the other party, he was a little embarrassed at the moment, he hurriedly struggled To earn, said: "You can let me go."

Ji Yinrong didn't intend to let go, and said with a half-smile: "My concubine keeps saying that she is estranged from me, why don't you take this opportunity to repair the relationship between you and me?"

"...No need," Yang Yingjun sneered, squinting at him and said, "I'm not an idiot, I won't spoil your good deeds, just don't worry."

Ji Yinrong was stunned and said, "What do you mean?"

Yang Yingjun said angrily: "Don't tell me you don't mean anything to Ziyan? I'm not blind."

"..."

Ji Yinrong frowned, let go of her in displeasure, and said, "You are so rebellious, how can you be a wife?"

Yang Yingjun laughed back angrily: "Yes, yes, I am unruly, and Zi Yan is gentle, gentle, and understanding. Why don't you marry her back? I have no objections at all."

Ji Yinrong narrowed his eyes and said for a while, "You really have no opinion?"

...Damn, asking this is tantamount to indirectly admitting that he wants to marry Zi Yan?This bastard, the saint of love, the saint of love, was hunted down and lost his memory, but he still doesn't forget to pick up girls! ?It's really a young man who is not romantic!

Yang Yingjun said with a dark face: "I've said it all, but you still have to ask if you don't have an opinion! Is it annoying?"

Ji Yinrong stared at her for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "The face is so ugly, it doesn't seem to be as indifferent as you said."

"..."

Yang Yingjun immediately exploded like a cat whose tail has been stepped on: "You, you, you...you are so self-indulgent! Don't forget, you have been chasing after my ass all this time..." As soon as the words came out There was a shudder in my mind, and I suddenly stopped talking.

Ji Yinrong squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully, "Why don't you continue talking?"

...I'll fuck it!I almost said what I shouldn't have said.This bastard, he dares to make a fool of himself!

Yang Yingjun broke out in a cold sweat, and calmed down and said: "Anyway, whoever you love has nothing to do with me. Similarly, you don't mind my business, we will not interfere with each other."

Ji Yinrong raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

The conversation came to a deadlock, Yang Yingjun looked around boredly, saw a sheet of music on the ground, and bent down to pick it up.

Ji Yinrong walked behind her and said, "This is the score of "Qingsi Xue". You said you wanted to learn the piano with me, but do you still mean it now?"

"Of course!" Yang Yingjun has never been resistant to music. Anyway, he is idle now, so he said, "Why don't you teach me now?"

Ji Yinrong nodded with a smile, asked her to sit cross-legged, put the qin between her knees, and knelt beside her, pointing: "The early qin only had five strings, and the five elements were combined inside. , water, fire, and earth; the outer five tones are Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu. Later, two strings of Wen and Wu are added, so it is a lyre. When playing, the right hand throws the strings, and the left hand presses the strings to get the tone. like this……"

Yang Yingjun was concentrating on listening to the lecture, when he suddenly felt an arm across his back, protruding from the left side, holding down the strings.The familiar ambergris suddenly became richer, and Yang Yingjun couldn't help turning his face to look at Ji Yinrong who was sitting behind him on the right. The man approached him at some point, pressing the strings with his left hand and playing the piano with his right. Enveloping him, almost imprisoning him in his arms.

Sensing her distraction, Ji Yinrong looked at her sideways: "What's wrong?"

Startled, Yang Yingjun sat upright and said, "It's nothing...cough, then what, why don't you play a simple song and let me listen to it, so that I can understand exactly what scale Gongshangjiao Zhengyu represents."

Ji Yinrong nodded and said, "Okay."

Just as Yang Yingjun was about to get out of his arms, the other party had already started playing with his arms around him.There is no way, Yang Yingjun can only sit quietly, drive out the distracting thoughts in his head, carefully watch how he takes notes, how his left and right hands cooperate, and carefully distinguish what scale each of his fingerings represents.

At the end of the song, Yang Yingjun was still immersed in his own thoughts.Ji Yinrong turned her face to look at her, only to see that her brows were deeply furrowed, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, her beautiful eyes were staring intently at the surface of the piano, and the light in her eyes flickered and streamed everywhere.For some reason, my heart moved, and I couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her fair face.

Yang Yingjun was taken aback, subconsciously turned his head to look, and his lips were kissed forcefully.

There was a "boom" in the head, and it went blank.Yang Yingjun sat stiffly, letting him kiss with his eyes wide open, completely unable to react.The other party's eyelids are half closed, the eyelashes tremble slightly, and the corners of the brows and eyes are full of emotion.

"..."

Maybe it's because I haven't been close to women for too long, originally I just wanted to kiss Fangze, but now I can't stop.Ji Yinrong's heart was agitated, he grabbed the opponent's fragrant shoulder with one hand, and pushed the qin on the opponent's lap with the other, trying to push her down.

The strong sense of oppression caused Yang Yingjun to shudder, his eyes instantly became clear, he hurriedly bent his foot, kicked hard, and kicked away Ji Yinrong who was almost on top of him.

Ji Yinrong, who was burning himself, was suddenly kicked away. When he came to his senses, he saw Yang Yingjun, who was in a disheveled bun, his shoulders half exposed, flushed, and out of breath, staring at him viciously. He couldn't help but smile: "My concubine love!" What is this for?"

Yang Yingjun got up from the ground with a livid face, saw him still sitting on the ground and looked at him smiling, his smile was frivolous and almost teasing, he was so angry that he almost kicked his head off.Before putting it into action, I just listened to the shameless person saying: "You and I are husband and wife, why not perform Zhougong's ceremony?"

"..."

This time it was really dumb eating Coptis chinensis, Yang Yingjun's fists tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and he suppressed his anger after a while, and said: "If you are hungry and thirsty, find a way to make Ziyan promise you, don't Fucking mad at me!"

Ji Yinrong laughed: "Even if the king is interested in Miss Ziyan, it can't change the fact that you are the princess of the king. If that's the case, why should the concubine be so hard to refuse? Does the concubine not want to give birth to Lin for the king?" Son, in the future, a mother will be more expensive than a child?"

With ten thousand muddy horses in his heart, Yang Yingjun's face turned blue, and said: "You don't need to worry about it, the two of us are not husband and wife in the first place, we didn't before, and there is no need to have it now."

Ji Yinrong's complexion changed slightly: "There is no reality of husband and wife?"

Yang Yingjun bit the bullet and said: "My lord has a lover in his heart. This person lives in the Suzhou palace now. I'm afraid that I'm waiting for the lord to go back to rescue him. If the lord doesn't want his lover to fall into the hands of the enemy and be bullied, he should think about it quickly." Way to go back."

Ji Yinrong smiled, stood up from the ground, and asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you say it before?"

Yang Yingjun avoided his gaze, and said calmly: "I am a princess, how can I take the initiative to remind the prince that he has another concubine?"

"Then why are you taking the initiative to speak now?"

Yang Yingjun said impatiently: "Naturally, I'm afraid that you, my lord, will regret it in the future and blame me instead."

Ji Yinrong's eyes darkened, he stared at her closely, and sneered ruthlessly: "This king has a lover in his heart, so should the princess be the same?"

Yang Yingjun was taken aback: "What?"

Ji Yinrong grabbed her arm, suppressed his anger and said: "If you don't have your own heart, and you are a princess, how can you reject this king in every possible way?"

"..."

Yang Yingjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "Think whatever you like, now I want to go out to see if Leader Feng and the others are back, please let me go."

This noncommittal made Ji Yinrong furious, his complexion darkened, his eyes condensed, and suddenly he grabbed Yang Yingjun's chin, leaned closer and said fiercely: "No matter what the relationship between you and me is, you are my king." The main wife is the dignified Zhennan Princess! Now that you are a woman, you should strictly abide by women's morals, and stop thinking about things you shouldn't have early on, otherwise, this king will never forgive you!"

Yang Yingjun's head was full of black lines, and the sharp pain from his chin aroused his anger. Not to be outdone, he raised his chin and stared at Ji Yinrong, and said in a deep voice: "I count to three, if you don't let go, I will break you!" fingers. A..."

Ji Yinrong's pupils shrank, and she shook her face resentfully.

Yang Yingjun stroked his sore chin, and said, "If the prince still wants to join forces with me, please show me some respect! Otherwise, we will go our separate ways, so let's say goodbye."

"Don't even think about it!" Ji Yinrong gritted his teeth and said with a livid face, "You stay by my king's side honestly, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Yang Yingjun was startled, frowned, muttered "crazy" for a while, turned and walked out of the room.