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[Has anyone ever said that you look like a person. 】In a foreign land, there are countless dancers and singers showing their charm in the snow-white mirror-like hall. After the song is over, the dancers will coquettishly flirtatiously shake their feet and walk towards the courtiers present. There is only one The man stopped one of the singers and asked.

Wei Jiangli stopped and watched the strange young man in front of him being attracted by the strange bright color in his eyes, then slowly shook his head and said [No. 】

[It's really similar, but he doesn't seem to be as tall as you. 】The young man continued to speak, speaking with a nostalgic smile and emotions that were too complicated for people to detect, he waved his hand and motioned Wei Jiangli to sit beside him, Wei Jiangli took a look and sat on the highest seat The prince of the next generation of Zhao Kingdom, seeing the prince nodded, Wei Jiangli walked over and sat next to the young man.

The young man stared at Wei Jiangli for a long time, and looked at him while drinking, but didn't say anything to him. Wei Jiangli was just a lowly singer, and he had encountered no matter how embarrassing the situation was, so He didn't speak, just waited quietly.

Sure enough, after drinking for three rounds, when many people were drunk and unconscious, the young man said to the prince, "Give me this man. 】

Chu Jun was puzzled, and said [this singer is too ordinary, and his face is not as good as other singers, brother fourteen, if you want, I can give you the best one. 】

The young man shook his head, raised Wei Jiangli's jaw, and said [No, I might be useful to him sometime in the future. 】

【oh?What's the use? 】

The young man smiled without saying a word.

Seeing that the young man didn't speak or ask questions, Chu Jun drank a glass of wine with each other, and then pulled Meiji beside him to whisper something, which made Meiji's eyebrows look tender and tender.

Wei Jiangli saw that this young man would be his master in the future, and he had no other superfluous reactions. In this world, the strong can always decide the fate of the weak. This is their never-ending desire to dominate.

When the young man looked at him again, as if tasting wine as an appetizer, Wei Jiangli asked his own question [Dare to ask the guest, who is Jiangli like? 】

The young man smiled and said [I even forgot that your place is a little far from Yin Chao, and he has never visited your place...but you must have heard the name. 】

【……who is it? 】

[Prince Ning, Ning Jingyao. 】

……

The silk cloth made of ice silk that is hard to come by, the extremely exquisite murals, and the unknown incense, everything symbolizes how noble the identity of the owner of this room should be.

At this time, the person lying on the bed blinked, touched the slippery silk quilt covering his body, and saw the exquisite small box on the bedside. After opening it curiously, he saw what was inside. At the same time, Wei opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth slightly, sighing.

I saw a light blue night pearl in the small box, bright and round, thousands of times more beautiful than any one he had ever seen!

He touched the night pearl with his hand, but finally put it back into the box reluctantly, lay back on the bed, covered himself up, and restrained the temptation while listening carefully to the movement outside.

Yes, he was resisting those temptations.

Because these are not his.

—he is a fake.

【I've raised you for so long, isn't it for this reason.In the past few years, you have also learned his voice, which is very similar to him. As long as there is no accident, no one will know that you are fake. 】

That's right, it's just a matter of staying in Prince Ning's mansion until the master sends the real Prince Ning back to complete his mission. It's very simple, as long as he stays in this room and doesn't go anywhere.

Wei Jiangli thought so, but still couldn't help but look at the surrounding decorations, and at his white hands that were raised because he had to be like Lord Ning, some thoughts that shouldn't have emerged quietly ...

Suddenly, a series of clear footsteps came from the originally quiet courtyard. This time, the footsteps did not stop at the door, but the door was slowly opened and then gently closed, and someone walked around the door steadily. The screen with a bold painting style but with delicate and tender brushstrokes, walked to the bedside.

Wei Jiang's livid heart almost jumped out, and she clutched the quilt nervously, closed her eyes, wondering who would come in so boldly.

He doesn't know who his master is, except for the voice, every time he sees the young man who took him away, the young man's face is different from the last time.

But what the young man said was always completely correct, like a prophecy, and anything he said would always happen soon.

The young man said, "When you go there, there are only three people who will come. You'd better not let them take off your clothes, otherwise, you will die a miserable death..."

At first, Wei Jiangli didn't understand why he had to be stripped of his clothes as 'Prince Ning', and he didn't know why he would be exposed because of this. It's too ridiculous, no, it's too weird.

But now, the visitor came to his bedside and smiled lightly. The voice seemed to come out of his chest, full of confusing factors, which made Wei Jiangli's ears feel hot for no reason. His hands were pinched by a pair of big hands with thin calluses, and the man kissed the back of his hands.

"Yaoyao, why are you unhappy again? I'm here to pick you up to watch the show, okay?"

Wei Jiangli's body froze, and then he opened his eyes suddenly, and he saw a handsome and mature man, full of doting eyes, and now he knew that the man in front of him turned out to be the king of the Yin Dynasty!

It's not that he was unprepared, but he never thought that the relationship between Prince Ning and Emperor Juxiu would be so...close.

Probably because his expression was not like Ning Jingyao's usual stupidity, Emperor Juxiu lowered his eyes, scratched the tip of 'Ning Jingyao''s nose, and said, "Looking at me like this? It's only been a day since I saw you. Don't you know?"

Emperor Juxiu's arms easily encircled 'Ning Jingyao' and pressed the man on the bed, kissed the man's eyes, and said: "Good boy, call me Uncle Huang, I want to hear it."

Wei Jiangli followed Emperor Juxiu's intention almost dully, looked into the emperor's deep eyes, his eyelids were hot from being licked, and shouted in a low voice: "...Uncle Huang."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Jiangli's lips were pried open, and she kissed her deeply, forcefully and tenderly.

Wei Jiangli's hand began to press stiffly on the emperor's shoulder, and then slowly, slowly wrapped it around the emperor's neck. His open eyes were also covered with a layer of water, and they became blurred...

The prince who is favored by the emperor likes to be treated like this. He likes his uncle to kiss him gently, touch the little flower under him, and let the uncle lick it when he tickles the little flower.

So, Emperor Juxiu's hand was stroking the hair of 'Ning Jingyao' as usual, and then slowly slid from the upper body to the lower abdomen, and then came to the secret place between the legs, and penetrated...