The richest man's boyfriend lives in a history textbook

Xingyuan thought that Aisley didn't like listening to these songs, he turned sideways and looked at the instruments played by the musicians in front of him, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and then moved closer to Aisley.

"Don't you like this type of music?" The boy's eyes were like clear sapphires.

A ray of coolness suddenly squeezed into the noisy sound, like a cool rain on an irritable summer day, and Aisley's tense nerves were relieved a lot.

He twisted his neck and relaxed his strength to lean against the back of the chair.

He is a rough man, and he can't understand music at all. If it's really good, he thinks that nothing can make people feel happier than a young man singing in his ear all the time.

But he will never admit it, whether it's because he doesn't understand music or because he has a juvenile voice.

On the surface, he was still unruly, following Xingyuan's words: "Yes, this kind of music is not to my liking."

Xingyuan seemed to understand, he smiled and said to Eisley: "It's okay, just in time. I can use one-third of the instruments here, and I will play for you. Listen to see if there are any you like. kind of?"

Aisley's heart seemed to be opened by something, and he was speechless for a while.

He is proud and amazed at the knowledge and versatility of his children, but also feels at a loss and helpless because of the children's praise.

Eisley can only pretend to understand, thank Xingyuan.

Xingyuan shook his head to express that you are welcome, he lowered his eyelids in embarrassment.

"You're welcome, I'm looking forward to the food you cooked for me tonight."

Xingyuan copied a musical instrument similar to a qin, and he tried to play several pieces with different styles and asked Aisley for his opinion.

Aisley looked at Xingyuan's expectant eyes, his temples twitched.

Where does he know what tune?

In order to put on a show, Eisley rejected a few pieces first, and after Xingyuan finally played a piece that was not so shocking, he finally expressed his liking to Xingyuan.

They have been communicating with each other with secret gestures, which are difficult for outsiders to notice.

The nobles wanted to continue to mock Aisley, but suddenly they saw that guy sitting upright with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Nobles: ? ? ?

They didn't believe that guy would deliberately pretend to cater to them.

Could it be that this guy's taste has also improved with his status?

They guessed wrong, Eisley was really pretending.It's just that the only person in this world who can cater to him to this extent is Xingyuan.

Regardless of Eisley's appearance on the surface, in fact, his pain is no less than Rang Xingyuan's strenuous exercise.

Eisley's head was "buzzing" from the playing.He tried his best to concentrate on looking at the boy, with a smile on his face, every second was like a year to him.

Slowly, his eyes are full of teenagers.The other party's radiant look calmed him down, the noise in his ears gradually faded, and he seemed to be unable to hear anything.

The world suddenly became quiet.

He adjusted his posture, as if he was watching the fingering, but his eyes were focused on those hands.

Except for the calluses left by practicing music, the rest of Xingyuan's hands are white and clean.Their five fingers are long and slender, with blue blood vessels floating on the skin.

Every time a finger is lifted, the muscles and bones on the back of the hand are stretched, fragile and tight.

Eisley looked at the slightly powdery knuckles, picked up his wine glass, and squinted his eyes with a smile.

Xingyuan looked up at him, and Aisley could see the pair of white and delicate collarbones from the collar.

Eisley tilted his head, his Adam's apple rolled, and he felt the heat rise.

He stretched out his thumb to hold his heart, and in order to find an excuse for his action just now, he clenched his glass tightly and took a big gulp of wine.

Perhaps it was because of his courage, that Aisley dared to look at Xingyuan in an open and aboveboard manner.

He looked at the other party's soft and fluffy hair, the soft face with no edges and corners, especially the pair of bright eyes, which was what Aisley thought was the most beautiful.

He looked from his neck to his thin shoulders and then to his waist...

In Xingyuan's vision, at first Aisley's gaze contained approval but also a touch of alienation, Xingyuan even suspected that Aisley was flattering him and pandering to him.

But as he became proficient in using the instrument in his hand, Aisley's eyes became different.

His eyes became more and more sincere, and the corners of his lips kept smiling, which seemed to be from the heart.

Xingyuan felt relieved, he played harder, and Aisley's eyes became more and more eager.

This was originally a good thing, but the other party's eyes looked at him like a cat being caressed, which almost made Xing Yuan explode.

Just looking at Aisley's eyes, no one would suspect that he was not interested.But Xingyuan just thinks from the other party's eyes to the eyes of his cousin's fanatic fans seeing his cousin.

Xingyuan felt sorry.

Although many people praised him for his musical talent, the "praise" expressed by Eisley's eyes was too high.It almost made Xingyuan think that the other party would bite his head off.

Seeing Eisley's encouraging eyes all the time, even if Xingyuan was not physically strong, he insisted on playing till the end of the banquet.

He moved his sore wrists and arms, and Eisley walked towards him with a smile, lip gesturing.

[It's very nice, you play the best piece I've ever heard in my life. ]

Xingyuan bent his eyes and touched his head. He bowed humbly and said, "Thank you for your appreciation. If you need, I will play for you at any time. If you are willing to cook me some delicious meals, that would be great."

Aisley laughed silently at the tone and content of Xingyuan's words.

To be honest, he doesn't hate music anymore.

He thought, people say that music makes people crazy.

Today, he finally discovered the beauty of "music".

Riding on the excitement, they walked towards the silence.Because Xingyuan changed into Aisley's aristocratic uniform, he didn't have a school uniform that could be heated, so he couldn't help but shrink back.

Eisley's body is hot all the year round, even at this time his palms are warm.

Although he has countless moves to warm up Xing Yuan, he still asked the guards of the palace for a new coat.

Xingyuan finally warmed up after putting on his new coat.He breathed into his palms, his face flushed with cold.

As they walked through the dark corridor, the same clear and clear boyish voice became more and more obvious.

Eisley knew who it was as soon as he heard it, but Xingyuan became curious.

Since coming to this world, he has rarely heard such a pure and trouble-free youthful voice.

In his memory, the teenagers here always carry the maturity and vicissitudes that do not belong to this age.

With exploration, Xingyuan walked to the bright place step by step.

The warm yellow light is formed by the lamps in the hands of the attendants.The young man in the middle is dressed in silk and satin, and his appearance is very delicate compared to the people here.

He kicked a mottled glass ball the size of a bowling ball and it rolled across the carpet.

Due to the friction of the carpet, the ball rolled very slowly, and the boy couldn't help being annoyed.

"I don't need this blanket, take the blanket away for me."

The servants knelt down and reminded nervously.

"His Royal Highness, the glazed ball is one of the treasures of the treasury. The king of the neighboring country once offered to exchange tens of thousands of cylinders of grain. The glazed ball must not be lost."

At first, Xingyuan looked at the boy who was slightly similar to him in front of him, and still had a good impression and curiosity.

But when the other party did such outrageous things with this appearance, he immediately disliked this person.

After the little prince heard what the servant said, he kicked the glazed ball into the nearby lake.

The servants subconsciously exclaimed.

Seeing the panicked appearance of the people around him, the little prince burst out laughing.

"Haha, you are all cowards. Besides, I can't go hungry, so what's the use of me asking for food?"

When Xingyuan heard this, he was so angry that his heart stopped.

Aisley leaned on the pillar in the dark, and he watched the young man who was close to him and the most noble and exquisite prince in the whole empire gradually approaching.

The bright pearl in the eyes of everyone in the past seemed to have met a real treasure and was set off like a fish's eye.

But even so, there was an inexplicable tension in Aisley's heart.

He knew how useless the little prince was.

But even if this is a "fish eye", it is much more delicate than his rough "dead wood".

Birds of a feather flock together.

They are all "round" anyway.

Maybe Xingyuan will feel more comfortable when he meets "the same kind" than staying with him.

Xingyuan really moved closer to the little prince.

He looked at the other person's hair, and then stretched out his hand to the top of his loose hair.

After realizing that their hair quality was much worse, Xingyuan looked down at the little prince's pupils again.

Yes, head down.

The little prince is not as tall as the stars.

The little prince's pupils were brown, and although his eyes still held the innocence of a teenager, they were full of arrogance and rudeness.

Xingyuan frowned, he looked at his own skin, then at the little prince.

The person in front of him was much darker than him.

Xingyuan never liked to judge people by their appearance, but the words and deeds of the young man in front of him were too much, which made him unable to judge this so-called little prince as a whole.

Xingyuan can't change anything in this world, no matter how dissatisfied he is, he still returns to his companion.

Seeing Xingyuan frowning and walking towards him step by step, Eisley could see that the other party had already regarded him as his destination in his subconscious mind.

Moreover, looking at Xingyuan's expression, he was obviously not very satisfied with the little prince.

Ashley's heart was relieved.

Xingyuan didn't stop until he was very close to Aisley, obviously he regarded Aisley's surroundings as his safe range.

Aisley remained calm, but there was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of his lips.

He looked at the arrogant and unreasonable little prince ahead, but Xingyuan stood on tiptoe and whispered to Aisley's ear.

Aisli's ears were itchy, and he didn't move his eyes. He only heard the boy say to him in a clear voice: "Do you believe in your monarch?"

Although there are some words that cannot be said indiscriminately, but the color is so dizzy that Aisley's heart itch. He turned his head to look at the pair of blue eyes, and lowered his voice almost silently.

"I don't believe in anyone because of people's habits."

Looking at Sli's meaningful smile, Xingyuan instantly understood.

Now he no longer has any scruples, he speaks out his inner thoughts.

"This prince has failed very well. If he becomes emperor in the future and does not change his character, it will be a disaster for this country."

After finishing speaking, Xingyuan pursed his lips and turned his head, and said in a slightly sandy voice: "I don't like him very much."

Instead of being angry because the prince of his country was belittled, Eisley nodded naturally.

He knew that the young man had a bad impression of the little prince, so he bent down to approach the young man but kept the distance he thought.

He said softly: "You don't have to worry about him, he has some problems in his own mind."

Xingyuan turned his head in surprise, he thought Aisley was speaking ill of the little prince.

Of course, he wouldn't feel bad for Aisley because of his bad words.

Who knows, Eisley said solemnly: "I am not lying to you, nor am I mocking him. You have to know that he is already seventeen or eighteen years old, and his thinking and behavior are still so naive."

Xingyuan: ...

He knew Ashley didn't mean it that way.

Eisley continued: "He is the child of His Majesty and the Queen, but His Majesty and the Queen are brothers and sisters."

Aisley looked at Xingyuan's shocked eyes, he thought that Xingyuan also knew that close relatives cannot have offspring.

Aisley looked complicated, "Very few people in this country know about this. I only found out about this when I attacked a small country a few years ago."