A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting on the steps of the door, with his head down, holding a chisel tightly in one hand and a piece of pear blossom wood in the other, he was carving a little tiger with a serious expression.
The little tiger in his hand has wide-eyed eyes, and its mouth is wide open, showing sharp teeth. It is so lifelike that even the character "king" on its head and the markings on its body are detailed.
A drop of crystal clear water dripped down and just landed on the little tiger's eyes.
It turned out that he was crying, and he gently wiped away the tears with his thumb, but more tears rolled down unstoppably.
Today is the prince's birthday, there are lights and festoons outside the yard, and people are noisy, and he is the only one trapped in this desolate and desolate yard.
That little tiger was the birthday present he wanted to give to the prince, and he had been carving all day without thinking about eating or drinking.
cough cough~
After covering his mouth and coughing violently for a while, he continued to pick up the chisel and persistently modified the texture of the little tiger.
It was late autumn now, and the autumn wind was rustling, and it was extremely cold, but he didn't seem to notice it.
In the darker and dewy nights, he slept on the thin mattress and survived day by day, his body had long been accustomed to the erosion of the cold air.
He has long been used to it. Ever since he lost the prince's favor, he was taken to this desolate courtyard, the most remote place in the palace.
The yard was overgrown with weeds and filled with a dilapidated and decadent atmosphere. The room had been dusty for a long time and was filled with a disgusting musty smell.
This young man is Yun Le, the young lady brought out by King An Qin Ruoyao from Xiaoge. Because of his three-point similarity to Song Xiyan, King An liked him, so he was caught by King An and brought him back to An palace.
In the first two months, Wang An treated him very well, except that he was always tossing him so much that he couldn't get out of bed, he was like a devoted lover.
After every bed incident, I would personally help him wash and apply medicine, hold him in my arms, and sleep with him on the neck.
But the good times didn't last long, King An married Song Xiyan, the number one beauty in the capital whom he had dreamed of, and after that, he stopped going to Yunle's place as frequently as before, except for the few days when Xiyan had her menstrual event.
Later, Xiyan was pregnant with the little prince, and the whole palace was shrouded in joy, and Wang An loved Xiyan even more.
One day, a servant girl came to call him, saying that the prince had summoned him and told him to go to the lotus fragrance pool quickly, but when he arrived, he didn't see the figure of the prince, only a woman with a slim back.
The woman turned around and ordered him to get closer to her. He saw the woman's facial features somewhat similar to his, and he knew her identity.
She is King An's concubine Song Xiyan, and also King An's favorite woman.
Yun Le is only considered as Prince An's male favourite, and he doesn't even have a decent status in Prince An's mansion. He dared not disobey the princess' order, so he could only get closer to her as she said.
Suddenly, Song Xiyan glanced to the side, grabbed his hand and raised it to her chest, then pulled it and let go.
When Yunle came to his senses, he saw Song Xiyan struggling in the water. He wanted to save her, but he couldn't swim.
A black figure jumped into the water and pulled Song Xiyan out of the pool in just an instant.
Wang An hugged the person in his arms nervously and called her name without even looking at Yunle.
The moment Song Xiyan woke up, she glanced at Yunle and said to An Wang, "He didn't mean it." Then she passed out again.
After that, King An ordered someone to break his leg and sent him here.
I heard that Song Xiyan had a miscarriage because of falling into the water. She jumped off by herself, but poor Yunle suffered the anger of King An.
In fact, Wang An asked Yun Le if he did it, but he couldn't speak at all.
It was only then that he knew that King An had never had him in his heart. Otherwise, after sharing the same bed for so long, how could he not even know that he couldn't speak?
The little tiger in his hand has wide-eyed eyes, and its mouth is wide open, showing sharp teeth. It is so lifelike that even the character "king" on its head and the markings on its body are detailed.
A drop of crystal clear water dripped down and just landed on the little tiger's eyes.
It turned out that he was crying, and he gently wiped away the tears with his thumb, but more tears rolled down unstoppably.
Today is the prince's birthday, there are lights and festoons outside the yard, and people are noisy, and he is the only one trapped in this desolate and desolate yard.
That little tiger was the birthday present he wanted to give to the prince, and he had been carving all day without thinking about eating or drinking.
cough cough~
After covering his mouth and coughing violently for a while, he continued to pick up the chisel and persistently modified the texture of the little tiger.
It was late autumn now, and the autumn wind was rustling, and it was extremely cold, but he didn't seem to notice it.
In the darker and dewy nights, he slept on the thin mattress and survived day by day, his body had long been accustomed to the erosion of the cold air.
He has long been used to it. Ever since he lost the prince's favor, he was taken to this desolate courtyard, the most remote place in the palace.
The yard was overgrown with weeds and filled with a dilapidated and decadent atmosphere. The room had been dusty for a long time and was filled with a disgusting musty smell.
This young man is Yun Le, the young lady brought out by King An Qin Ruoyao from Xiaoge. Because of his three-point similarity to Song Xiyan, King An liked him, so he was caught by King An and brought him back to An palace.
In the first two months, Wang An treated him very well, except that he was always tossing him so much that he couldn't get out of bed, he was like a devoted lover.
After every bed incident, I would personally help him wash and apply medicine, hold him in my arms, and sleep with him on the neck.
But the good times didn't last long, King An married Song Xiyan, the number one beauty in the capital whom he had dreamed of, and after that, he stopped going to Yunle's place as frequently as before, except for the few days when Xiyan had her menstrual event.
Later, Xiyan was pregnant with the little prince, and the whole palace was shrouded in joy, and Wang An loved Xiyan even more.
One day, a servant girl came to call him, saying that the prince had summoned him and told him to go to the lotus fragrance pool quickly, but when he arrived, he didn't see the figure of the prince, only a woman with a slim back.
The woman turned around and ordered him to get closer to her. He saw the woman's facial features somewhat similar to his, and he knew her identity.
She is King An's concubine Song Xiyan, and also King An's favorite woman.
Yun Le is only considered as Prince An's male favourite, and he doesn't even have a decent status in Prince An's mansion. He dared not disobey the princess' order, so he could only get closer to her as she said.
Suddenly, Song Xiyan glanced to the side, grabbed his hand and raised it to her chest, then pulled it and let go.
When Yunle came to his senses, he saw Song Xiyan struggling in the water. He wanted to save her, but he couldn't swim.
A black figure jumped into the water and pulled Song Xiyan out of the pool in just an instant.
Wang An hugged the person in his arms nervously and called her name without even looking at Yunle.
The moment Song Xiyan woke up, she glanced at Yunle and said to An Wang, "He didn't mean it." Then she passed out again.
After that, King An ordered someone to break his leg and sent him here.
I heard that Song Xiyan had a miscarriage because of falling into the water. She jumped off by herself, but poor Yunle suffered the anger of King An.
In fact, Wang An asked Yun Le if he did it, but he couldn't speak at all.
It was only then that he knew that King An had never had him in his heart. Otherwise, after sharing the same bed for so long, how could he not even know that he couldn't speak?
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