Emperor student

"Ning'er." It was about time to get up, King Saibei put the secret letter under the pillow, and gently pressed his lips to the forehead of the person in his arms.

Yin Ning's face was flushed from taking a nap, he opened his eyes with difficulty, squinted at King Saibei, and turned his face to the side to hide it, very childish.

When he was in the Central Plains, he had to take morning classes, and he was used to waking up early in the morning, and the Lingtai was clear.But since King Saibei imposed a nap habit, he always had to struggle when he woke up in the afternoon, and he was confused for a long time before he was willing to leave the bed.

King Saibei loved his ignorant and seductive appearance, and while he was not particularly sober, he hugged him in his arms and secretly ate tofu for a while.

There is no way, Yin Ning is always sober and self-sustaining when he is awake, with a calm expression.Since the last time the two of them shot each other, Yin Ning would be like a gopher on the prairie, dig a hole anywhere and bury his head and sincerity in whenever there was a slight disturbance on his side.

King Saibei had no choice but to coax him and warm him up slowly, hoping that one day Yin Ning would change his mind, and the two would be as affectionate as the couple said in the book.

Yin Ning just woke up, his eyelids were heavy, his body had no strength, and his mouth was parched from sleep.Before he woke up properly, he was embraced by King Saibei, and the opponent's hand slid down his back, rubbing it indiscriminately, making him dizzy, as if he was having some unbearable dreams.

"Hmm...don't touch me." Yin Ning raised his hand like a little raccoon cat that had just been full moon, dodging and complaining. How could the king of Saibei be willing? He figured it out carefully. It takes half a stick of incense.

Sure enough, when Yin Ning woke up, King Saibei barely passed his addiction, so he stopped in time.

Yin Ning's breath was choked in his throat, and he couldn't swallow it, and he couldn't confess it, he was a little depressed.

In terms of emotion and reason, he could not refuse King Saibei's courtship.

Obviously they were sent to be married, not to be ancestors.

Didn't the emperor of Daxi send a few male favorites to King Saibei, presumably because he was afraid that he would "not take good care of" King Saibei.

Thinking of this, Yin Ning felt a little sour in his heart.

King Saibei accepted it as soon as he saw it, and planned to get out of bed to pour some water for Yin Ning to moisten his throat, but before he put on his shoes, a warm body stuck to his back.

His muscular waist instantly stiffened like an iron plate, if it wasn't for the overly vivid sense of touch, he would almost think he was dreaming.

King Saibei waited there expectantly, motionless, for fear of scaring Yin Ning and making him shrink back into his shell again.

However, Yin Ning has the ability to reach out but is unable to proceed to the next step. The dead eunuch on the way to get married forced him to read all those picture books and almost forgot.

The unfinished affair last time made him deeply realize his identity and responsibility in bed, and his oolong thoughts disappeared.But also as the bearer, he no longer has such strong resistance to this matter as before.

If it is King Saibei, it seems that it is not impossible.

"Ning'er?" King Saibei was already angry, but now that Yin Ning teased him like this, there is no reason why he should remain indifferent.But no matter how enthusiastic the mind is left aside for a long time, it also makes people uncomfortable.

When Yin Ning's name was called, he was even more difficult to get off.

He had already put his arms around King Saibei's neck, and his upper body was stuck to his strong back, and he could clearly feel the heat of the other party's body through the pajamas.That is the rare, undisguised strength and masculinity of Central Plains men. Whether it is a burly figure or bulging muscles, it shows a very aggressive beauty.

Yin Ning felt that he was extremely thirsty, but he was also afraid of the strange feeling of being played with and opened up last time, and being thrown away.

King Saibei waited for a long time, only to feel the slender arms around his neck tightened, and Yin Ning's voice sounded in his ears: "Your Majesty is born with supernatural powers, I wonder if he can carry me back."

It is said that A Feng and Yin Ning went back to the bedroom with the fire, but they ran into King Saibei who had been waiting in the inner hall for a long time. After being dragged down by the guards in fear, they still cared about Yin Ning wholeheartedly.

In the end, it was the chief guard who personally assured him that King Saibei would never do anything to the princess, so he was suspicious and calmed down a little.

King Saibei's attitude towards Yin Ning is clearer than anyone else, and he has not been dragged down to beat him for the rebellious words he said to the young master just now.

Thought so, but he was worried after all, restless.The head guard was given a headache by his nagging, and because he was the only celebrity around the princess and also his poetry teacher, he had no choice but to lead him back to the door of the bedroom without a sound.

"Look, he must be asleep." The head guard whispered, "Nothing happened, so you should be relieved now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yin Ning, King Saibei with his bare feet on his back, smiling like a herdsman whose sheep just gave birth to a litter of healthy cubs, and came out from behind the screen of the inner hall.

The four faced each other, and everything was silent.

The chief guard's face was ashen, feeling that the sky was falling apart, and his heart of fighting for power and victory was ashamed.

King Saibei is naturally the one who has seen the world the most among the four people. His expression has not changed drastically, but his smile has faded a little. He turned around and lifted Yin Ning who was frightened and stupid, and turned back with his back up.

The head guard dragged Ah Feng out of the dormitory, and closed the door carefully.

Ah Feng didn't expect this to happen, and couldn't help but look at him with guilt and sympathy.

"Ah Feng." The head guard closed the door and walked straight to the guard's office.

He didn't care whether Ah Feng heard him or not, and muttered to himself: "I'm afraid I can't do it. The funeral stewards in the palace watch people order dishes, so I'm afraid they won't contribute money and effort, and the pits won't be deep. Please find a piece of wood and write a name for me. It’s better than being a lonely ghost. Also, do you have any ways to seek wealth in the next life in the Central Plains? We are mentoring..."

As he said that, he bumped into someone with his shoulder, and the person on the other side was wearing a cold armor, but he backed up a few steps when he bumped into it.

The head guard raised his eyelids, saw that it was him, and completely lost the thought of arguing with him in the past, and remained silent.

General Han Ke had just finished his training and came to report to the King of Saibei. He ran into the head guard who looked like he had lost his soul. He frowned and asked Ah Feng next to him: "What's wrong with him?"

Before Ah Feng could speak, the head guard suddenly said, "I just went to the bedroom, and the king was losing his temper. I asked you why you didn't come."

Ah Feng's eyes widened, seeing that the head guard opened his eyes and said nonsense.

And the latter just wants to pull back if he wants to die on purpose, so he doesn't even blink.

Han Ke gave the head guard a meaningful look, and passed him by, with his cloak fluttering behind him, looking very chic.

At this moment, Afeng didn't feel sympathetic to the chief guard, and said to him angrily, "Why do you always frame General Han?"

The head guard looked at his back coldly: "General Han?"

He was filled with righteous indignation, but also melancholy at the memories of the past: "If he hadn't broken his promise, the person who is called the general today should be me."

Speaking of which, the head guard felt a little wronged: "I will not be locked up in the king's city every day to take care of these trivial matters. I should fight the enemy bravely on the front line."