The richest man's boyfriend lives in a history textbook

When Xingyuan woke up, he found that Aisley had dug out the aristocratic costume.Eisley was obviously unfamiliar, and couldn't get his clothes on for a long time.

Xingyuan slipped through the quilt from the head to the end of the bed, poked his head out, and the quilt fell on his neck.He propped himself on the bed with one elbow, with one hand outstretched to direct.

"Stretch here first... Untie the strap, it's not untied like that, you grab the ring first..."

The brilliance in Xingyuan's eyes was still there, and he pointed enthusiastically, but this appearance made Aisley laugh.

"You know better than I do."

Xingyuan was both proud and careful to observe Aisley's expression. Seeing that the other person's expression remained unchanged, he said little by little: "My father has sold all kinds of clothes, and I know how to wear general clothes after just one look."

Aisley glanced down at Xingyuan while tying the belt, and smiled as if his heart was filled with something.

Children are really smart, and they really have no worries about food and clothing since they were young.

Aisley put on his clothes and hung various accessories on his body.This attire is extremely rare for him who has always been simple.

Xingyuan was keenly aware of something, "Do you have anything to do?"

"Yes, the battle is over, Wang Ting asked me to go back." Aisley's dark eyes were cloudy.

He tied the last belt, his expression still unruly.Even though his demeanor was relaxed, Xingyuan noticed many things that were wrong.

He raised his head and asked with innocent eyes: "Is the war over? Are all the battles over?"

Ashley clicked his tongue, and he shook his head, "No".He sighed and looked at the top of the tent.

"The war is nowhere in sight, and it's just a brief truce between the two sides."

Xingyuan seemed to smell something, but he didn't say it.

He looked at Eisley's rough cloth but rich patterns, and tentatively asked, "Can I wear your clothes? It might be presumptuous..."

Eisley waved his hand, and he took out a new aristocratic suit from the box and put it at the end of his bed, and said with a smile: "It's just a piece of clothing, it's not a big deal, you can wear whatever you want."

Xingyuan knows that this kind of clothes symbolizes class, but he is not from this era after all.He rolled his eyes and said "thank you" to Ashley.Then he got out of bed, holding the copied clothes with both hands and gestured to himself.

Eisley knew that his clothes were too big for Xingyuan.He thinks that children's pictures are fun, even if they are worn on the body, they are loose and loose.

Unexpectedly, Xingyuan tried the size first, and then he did not know where to take out a few delicate belts that were similar in color to the clothes.

He tied up the bloated place with straps in a special and beautiful way.Where it is long and inconsistent, he either adjusted the way of wearing it, or used small tricks to make it beautiful.

Once flipped down, the suit fit Xingyuan perfectly, as if it was tailor-made.Even the clothes have been modified by Xingyuan. Although there are minor differences, they have become more refined and luxurious overall.

Ashley almost laughed with the corners of her lips raised.He took a deep look at Xingyuan, turned around and walked out of the tent.

The little prince of the royal court floated in his mind.

They are all of not low background, and they all have exquisite faces.

But a smart person is more comfortable than that hypocritical and incompetent idiot...and also lovable.

The army went all the way west, Aisli rode on a tall horse, and Xing Yuan rode on a horse pulling goods.

Although Xingyuan has no weight, he still apologizes to the horse.

When the army returned, it was still like a long dragon, but it was much thinner.

Xingyuan bumped along with the horse, he looked at Aisley in front of him, and always felt that the aura around the latter was much stronger than usual.

As he approached the royal city, Aisley no longer rode a horse.He got off the horse with half-closed eyes and a smile, straightened his waist and walked towards Wangcheng without being humble or overbearing.

All the princes and ministers had been waiting inside the gate for a long time.Seeing Aisley approaching, they looked at each other, coughed a few times, and their chests puffed up even more.

Aisley no longer walks as neatly as in the previous army, but swaggers rather recklessly.

His hands were originally on his belt, but when he walked in front of many nobles, he took them out and shook them twice.

Seeing this, the nobles frowned and took two steps back, with contempt hidden deep in their eyes.

Aisley passed through the crowd with his hands behind his back, and the tradition of the Lighter Empire's high-ranking salute to the low-ranking ones seemed to have been completely forgotten by Aisley.

Without turning his head, he said casually, "I'm sorry to trouble you all to come and wait for me. It's a pity that I'm poor and didn't bring any gifts, so I won't share with you."

The nobles wanted to speak, but they bit their tongues when they uttered the first word.

They glanced at Aisley and ignored him.

Sure enough, they are untouchables who climbed up from the bottom, just so vulgar and uneducated.Poverty is unsightly, and this is the end of my life's vision.

Xing Yuan just got off the carriage, and when he looked up, he saw the eyes of those people.

He has seen this kind of look a lot, and many of them have been seen in the eyes of those who are not valued in the declining family in the collateral branches of him or his relatives.

Xingyuan frowned and walked quickly towards Aisley.

He passed through the crowd and tried not to touch the clothes of these people. After finding Aisley looking down at him, Xingyuan hesitated for a moment, and he gently grabbed Aisley's sleeve.

Aisley's fingertips trembled, and he curled his fingers inward, trying to keep his expression indifferent.

Xingyuan pondered for a moment, then he whispered: "Don't pay attention to them. This kind of person has bad character, and really powerful people don't want to see them."

As he spoke, he glanced back, "This kind of person is very disgusting, you are a dignified army commander, there is no need to demean yourself."

Xingyuan tugged at Aisley's sleeve and looked towards the palace ahead.

Aisley understood his movement, so he followed the child forward.

When Aisley had a goal, Xingyuan turned his head and looked at those people with a very bad expression.

He stretched out his arm a palm's width from Aisley's waist, in a protective stance.

Xingyuan didn't notice that the wall opposite them was so smooth that it reflected light.

Aisley's eyes were deep, he bit the tip of his tongue and raised a single eyelid, and the joy deep in his heart exploded like fireworks.

His eyes became darker and darker, and he focused on the slender arm.

He pursed his lips, feeling that this white arm was slender and easy to bend, and at the same time felt that it was straight and beautiful.

Together they walked through the high and wide corridors, and along the way, maids, guards, and ministers with low official ranks saluted them.

Xingyuan watched all the way, his eyes fluctuated with the movements of the people, and his eyes were sparkling.

The banquet was held in a magnificent hall.The golden lights are bright, and the jewelry shines brightly under the light.

Rows of fine diamonds are spread on His Majesty's table case, and the cat is lying lazily in the small nest beside the table case.

Aisley scooped a lot of unseen and expensive food into it with a plate.He didn't take credit, but quietly put the plate next to Xingyuan.

He recalled the food that the Duchess used to eat back then, and holding the tableware in his hand, he moved the food that he thought the nobles should eat to the plate near Xingyuan.

As soon as he dialed, he regretted it.

He is narrow-minded, he just uses his rare and weak views on nobles to define this noble boy.

What if the food he dialed was just the bottom end of the "nobility"?

Xingyuan is not used to eating greasy food.

The only greasy food he likes is the bowl of fried tofu he ate in the army.

Other than that, he likes everything Eisley cooks.

Xingyuan took a bite of the dish that Aisley had ordered, and he frowned.

If he was really given this kind of court food, dishes specially prepared by a specific chef for nobles, etc... then he didn't know how many years he had been eating, and even his taste was raised to be very picky.

To be honest, he doesn't like eating these dishes very much.What's more, whether it is the current traditional cooking skills or seasonings, etc., it is far behind Interstellar.

But he could tell that Aisley had bought the dishes specially for him.The companion is so attentive, even if he doesn't like it, he will pretend to love it.

However, his frown didn't fool Aisley.

Aisley has been paying attention to Xingyuan's reaction, so he doesn't eat much.

Seeing Xingyuan's expression, he already knew clearly his likes and dislikes.

Eisley didn't delay anymore, he pulled Xingyuan's plate over and interrupted Xingyuan's movement.

Xingyuan raised his head in confusion, and Eisley smiled at him, "It's okay, the food here isn't that good either, so you don't have to wrong yourself."

After that, Eisley pointed to the row in front and leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Do you have any favorite food? Anyway, we don't need to spend anything, you can eat as much as you want, and you can eat a bite of the same."

Eisley thought for a while, staring ahead, with a smile on his lips, "It's okay if you don't like it, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."

Xingyuan clutched his hungry stomach, licked his lips, and finally moved the plate in Aisley's hand.

He smiled and rolled his eyes, "It's okay, I can eat the food. In fact, for me, the food in front is similar to what is on my plate."

Xingyuan held his stomach and raised his head slowly, he tentatively asked: "If possible, can you make some food for me by yourself at night?"

There was light in his eyes, "I really like the food you cook, as long as you mess with it, I'd love to eat it even if it's roasted wild vegetables and cooked."

Xingyuan said this before he thought it over.He didn't dare to tell Aisley that his favorite food was the food made by the other party, otherwise he would be in a dilemma.

At other times, people will make it for him?or not to do it?

After all, the relationship is here, if you don't do it for him, will you lose your face?

Eisley didn't expect him to get such an answer.

He licked his dry lips, his eyes were forced open but he couldn't help squinting.

The muscles around his mouth were twitching.He suppressed his expression, and when he lowered his head, the corners of his lips curved.

Like red ink poured into water, the joy in his heart smudged and spread like ink.

He didn't want to analyze anything, he was just thinking.

Roasted root wild vegetables are definitely not good, at least you have to cook a piece of meat, right?

The music sounded, and the band playing music and dancing men and women entered the hall.

These people were kept in the palace since they were young, and they changed hands several times as the country fell apart, but they never left the palace.

It can be described as the kingdom of flowing water, music and dance made of iron.

Music is both magical and mysterious to this world, and its existence is considered a special luxury.

Many people only study one musical instrument in their life, and its inheritance is also very secret, which is difficult for outsiders to see.

With the sound of music, the dancers move their postures.

The nobles who had been ignored by Aisley sat not far away and looked at Aisley proudly.

The untouchables who climbed up from the bottom probably never enjoyed music, right?

What they thought was true.

For Eisley, music is playing the piano against the cow, he can't hear anything at all, he thinks it's just something ringing.

He was very bored leaning on the seat, but he didn't pay attention to these people.