Dressed as a man with the eldest son

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When the news came, Nan Ruo was paralyzed on the bed in Yuyuan, half dead. When Liu Duan knocked on the door saying that there was an urgent report, he immediately opened his eyes and told the prince to go quickly. His voice was hoarse.

The prince drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, poured another cup and took it to the bed, pushed him to a place where the mattress was dry inside, tucked up the corner of the quilt, and said, "Close your eyes and take a rest, I'll come back and tidy it up myself."

Nan Ruo didn't even have the strength to wave his hands, and only looked at him to signal him to get out of here.

The prince smiled lightly, full of satisfaction and relaxation.

When the door closed, Nan Ruo gritted his teeth and scolded a lunatic, but he didn't make a sound when he opened his mouth. His throat was dry and smoked, not only his throat, but his whole body was dry, reminding him of the fish that was caught on the shore by the waves. All the water was overdrawn by the sun, the skin of the fish was wrinkled, and both sides were fishy.

He wiped his face, paused with his hands, and gritted his teeth to say Xia Houzhi, as if he wanted to chew three words into pieces.

What did he say, this pervert has never traded at a loss, and forcibly stayed for more than two months, just to get back doubled for this day.

None of the problems that Nan Ruo was worried about happened, and it went so smoothly that it was unbelievable. As the saying goes, he was like a child dying once, and he was jumping back and forth on the verge of death.

He finally understood why he was frightened. What frightened him was not "like a child", but the prince's almost terrifying self-control and patience.

It's like cooking a dish. Some people can't help but wash and taste a few mouthfuls when they get the ingredients. Grind a little bit, and taste it in the middle, just dip a little bit and suck a few mouthfuls to try the taste. He is willing to spend two months carefully preparing, and he will pick up the chopsticks until the dish is really cooked and tasty, and enjoy the ultimate delicacy.

Nan Ruo thought that he would never be able to bear it, at least not for such a long time.

Moreover, the prince not only enjoys himself, but also gives more. The physical inscription is nothing, but the spiritual extinction is the most terrifying. Nan Ruo thinks that let alone this life, he may drink Mengpo soup in the next life Will never forget.

Even though he was extremely thirsty, he couldn't reach out for the teacup in a daze, he just wanted to lie down and didn't want to move.

Fortunately, the prince came back not long after he left, he smiled when he saw this, and with a complacency that some men could understand, he lifted him up and gave him water under Nan Ruobai's eyes.

After drinking a whole cup of tea, Nan Ruo came back to life a little, and asked, "Is the person who went to the Southwest back?"

"En." The prince put down the teacup, saw tea stains on the corner of his lips, and leaned over to kiss him, Nan Ruo reacted quickly and covered it with all his strength.

"No, tomorrow, no, don't get together within three days." He was disgusted.

This person was just perverted before, and he could bear it even if he touched it lightly. This time, he is really perverted. I saw it in a survival variety show in my previous life. No normal person would do such a thing.

When she saw that she was still covering the other party's mouth, she immediately took it back, and did not forget to wipe it on his body twice, holding back the nausea and smelling it before letting go.

The prince didn't force it, just hugged him and smiled contentedly. Anyway, it belonged to him from head to toe, as if the missing piece in his heart had been filled, and now he had the real feeling of being with Brother Ruo.

Nan Ruo was horrified by his laughter, touched the goosebumps, and said sincerely: "In the future, I have to die behind you."

It was the first time for the prince who had grown up to be complimented by Wan An Qiansui to hear someone say that, so he looked at him suspiciously.

Nan Ruo snorted coldly: "What do you think?"

I don't know if he is abnormal, he reckoned that if he died before the crown prince, he could swallow even the ashes, maybe he would bloodletting beforehand and save it to make Maoxuewang to eat.

The crown prince bit his wrist and smiled sullenly: "Sure enough, brother Ruo understands me."

Nan Ruo said in his heart that I don't want to understand, but he seems to have been led astray, and the complaints are the ones, but he still feels quite emotional, grabbing the ground with his head in his heart, and cleaning up his broken three views.

At the same time, he is also worried. The prince seems to be much more normal now, and he is less and less sick, but he knows that this kind of disease cannot be cured by saying that it is cured. Psychology is on the one hand, and physiology is on the other. There is no medicine and only the spirit I don't know how long the comfort from the Internet can last.

This is also the reason why he is willing to let him torment, and it can help him relieve a little bit.

The prince caught a glimpse of his expression, and said: "The matter of that year has been found out, and it is similar to what you guessed, but the person is gone."

Nan Ruo frowned: "All gone?"

The crown prince nodded: "Fan and Liu found it in a nunnery in the mountains. They probably realized that someone was looking for it, and they committed suicide together for fear of implicating others."

Nan Ruo was startled.

Fan is Zheng Fan's aunt who was married off, and Liu is Princess Kangyi's nanny.

At the beginning, he guessed that it was the revenge of the female partner's relatives, because the brothers and sisters of the Mo family all revolved around the inner house, and they were able to sneak in and poison, which shows that they are very familiar with the inner house of the noble officials' family.

Later, when Moyushe was fully operational, he took the opportunity to inquire about it, and hearing the news that Mrs. Fan and Mrs. Liu had already left the nunnery confirmed his guess even more.

Naturally, Fan's is for her dead daughter and herself. Liu's is for Princess Kangyi. Her mother and son have long since died. She immediately stood up and took the responsibility, Princess Kangyi knelt all night, crying and acknowledging that she was the mastermind before saving the person.

Both of them had hatred in their hearts when they became monks, but they were not the only two of them.

How did they know about the Mo brothers and sisters?And how to persuade them to come to the capital?How could the two who had lost their power and left the circle of married women have the ability to help their brother and sister get in?

Apparently someone else was involved.

For example, the eldest princess of Shoufeng, but she is only the one with the clearest traces, which is related to her always acting in a public manner, and she is not the person who plays a direct role, but is an indirect contributor, and can be regarded as being teased by others. completely different.

There are other family members who died.

Nan Ruo and the prince speculated that this whole conspiracy was not designed from the beginning, but multi-person and multi-line. If you contribute, I will provide a clue. He will do a little favor to connect them in series, similar to dominoes.

I'm afraid that even the people who first discovered the Mo brothers and sisters didn't expect such a result in the end, and the Mo brothers and sisters should be just one of their many means of revenge, which happened to be the most serious.

Nan Ruo felt a headache after reading the investigation information on the paper. If calculated in this way, everyone is the murderer, and none is. Everyone moved a screw, and the Mo brothers and sisters were the ones who unscrewed it most directly.

It's a mess.

"Not in a hurry." The crown prince took the booklet away and put it aside, "Ask someone to investigate further. If they can do this, they must have done other things, and they will count as they like."

Touching his wet and greasy hair: "I asked someone to put in the water, do you want to wash it?"

of course yes!

Nan Ruo became energetic in an instant. He lifted the quilt to get the clothes. He didn't know how much sweat he was sweating on. He just touched the mattress next to him and knew that he was wiped all over his head by this pervert. He didn't even let his hair go. He didn't wash it again. It's time to marinate.

The prince smiled lowly, indifferent to his stare, and rubbed his cheek against his cheek, his laughter revealing the morbid sense of satisfaction of success in the field.

He stretched out his hand to hug him, but Nan Ruo patted him away. He is not a crippled man anymore, and he is not so weak. His tiredness is more of a mental tiredness, the kind of jumping on the verge of death again and again. It felt terrible.

Next door is the pool. The reason why I came to Yuyuan is to take a dip in the palace. There are only bathtubs in the palace, which is far less comfortable than the pool.

Of course, spaciousness also has its disadvantages. What should be enjoyed by one person has to be shared with another person.

"Am I not good?" The prince leaned over and whispered jokingly, "I can count how many times you call brother."

Nan Ruo's face became hot. He had heard that some people liked to be called father, but the crown prince liked to call him elder brother or older brother. It was obvious that he was older brother.

"Are you okay?" The prince approached affectionately.

Nan Ruo's Adam's apple slipped, unable to say anything against his will, the tip of his tongue touched the roof of his mouth: "Okay."

Very good.

The prince hugged him with a smile, and the kiss fell, avoiding his lips, and landed on the cheek.