You pervert! ! !

In the cold and windy airport of Siberia, Sovereign Andrei finally returned to the territory of freedom and comfort.

His leg and hand injuries have already healed completely.

Unfortunately, no heartbreak.

On this tormented road, he walked with the uncertain king all the way.

However, Wang is by Yu Heng's side, like a quiet and responsible life assistant, caring for Yu Heng and Nan Gongzhen seriously, but treating him coldly.

He is the greatest hero in this great battle of succession to the throne.

As a result, Wang not only didn't thank him, but also stared at him with a look of hope that he would kill him quickly.

They boarded the off-road to their destination, the spacious vehicle accompanied by the roar of the engine.

Andre's face was sullen, and he looked at Nangong Xiong sitting in Yu Heng's arms with a serious and painful look, pretending to be cute.

"Dad, why isn't it snowing here?"

"Dad, aren't there bears everywhere in Siberia?"

"Dad, are we going to drive straight into the castle?"

This weak, young heir was like a chattering little devil around Yu Heng.

All his stupid questions will receive patient explanations from Yu Heng.

"Summer is also the season with the highest temperature in Siberia, so there is no snow."

"In Siberia, brown bears are protected animals and will not run around."

"As for whether you can drive into the castle..."

Yu Heng looked up at Andre who was sitting opposite.

There was silence in the vehicle, adults and children stared at Andre, and gave the gentleman the right to speak with a kind of "it's your turn to speak quickly" look of charity.

"Yes." Andre replied concisely, frowning.

He really hated Yu Heng so much, if Zhao Chenghuai hadn't been sitting next to him, he wouldn't have bothered to talk to this guy, let alone answer Yu Heng's questions!

Yu Heng is a magical man.

Not only did Zhao Chenghuai give him three points of face, but Nangong Ji especially liked to act coquettish and pretend to be good in front of Yu Heng.

Andre has heard Nangong Ji's arrogant and arrogant declaration, and knows Nangong Ji's true strength in fencing at the age of three and programming at the age of nine, but he finds that his own blood son is keen to play the cub in front of Yu Heng.

It's not that he opened his blue eyes wide, pretending to be cute, and asked Yu Heng to touch his head.

Just put his arms around Yu Heng's arm and ask some silly questions.

Andre was furious, and wanted to give such a son the monarchy, but also wanted to see him act like a baby in front of other men.

Another father might die of anger on the spot.

However, Yu Heng enjoys Nangong Ji's dependence very much.

Although the summer breeze in Siberia was rough and the journey was bumpy, Nangong's sweet and greasy voice and just the right silly questions filled the boredom of the journey.

After driving for more than two hours, the road gradually became deserted.

Yu Heng stretched out his hand and shook the silent Zhao Chenghuai.

"Bad brother, why don't you speak."

Zhao Chenghuai leaned on the window with his elbows, and said in a low voice, "I'm motion sick."

Andre: ...

Therefore, Andre, who knew Zhao Chenghuai's true face well, saw the king of the hunting ground helplessly, pretending to be weak in front of Yu Heng.

Motion sickness?

What a new hipster excuse.

Not only did Yu Heng believe it, but he also said worriedly: "Please stop the driver, we will rest on the side of the road."

Andre: ...

Their special car parked in a long row beside the road.

Yu Heng took Nangong Ji down first to see the original Siberian trees and vegetation on both sides of the road.

The site was full of vigilance, and Andre finally found an opportunity to communicate with Wang in private.

"Alex, you will stay at my villa until the dinner begins."

After all, Yu Heng is an outsider, and he is not qualified to be on the hunting ground for the time being.

"Ah."

Zhao Chenghuai leaned against the car, watching the happy father and son identify trees from a distance, and asked in a low voice: "Where is my room?"

"The master bedroom near the castle, I have ordered someone to tidy it up."

The comfortable bedroom that was supposed to belong to Andre, was reluctantly donated when Zhao Chenghuai came.

Zhao Chenghuai showed a meaningful smile and reminded: "I am Yu Heng's life assistant."

Andre frowned slightly.

Seeing him looking at Yu Heng again, "Shouldn't you share a room with Yu Heng?"

Andre:? ? ?

Andre, who had a shocking epiphany, had a pair of blue eyes written all over him.

He arranged it extremely quickly.

The voice of ordering his subordinates to be busy could not suppress the shock of discovering Zhao Chenghuai's secret.

Wang really took a fancy to Yu Heng!

To be able to make an exception for Yu Heng, and even give up the throne to his adopted son, is simply extremely stupid.

I don't know if other monarchs know the truth, will they rise up on the spot and change to a new king?

However, he only dared to think about this kind of outrageous thought of violating the rules.

After a short rest, the villa at the destination has prepared suites for Yu Heng and his assistants, and even Nangong Ji has a separate bedroom, waiting for their presence.

The four-hour drive, carrying guests from afar, did not arrive at Andre's villa until dusk and sunset.

The quiet building located in the forest shrubs has huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Standing in the middle of the living room, you can see the snow-covered mountains, shining in the warm sunlight.

It was exactly like this when Yu Heng and the others arrived.

The glacier sunset from the floor-to-ceiling windows is like a huge oil painting, sprinkled with orange glow.

"Welcome to my villa, where you will be waiting for him to be crowned king."

Standing in front of the spiral staircase, Andre unceremoniously announced the rules of the hunting ground.

"Although you are my son's adoptive father, you are not qualified to go to the hunting ground, so..."

"What hunting ground?" Yu Heng asked after hearing the new vocabulary.

Andre turned around and pointed to the glacier sunset through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

A majestic castle stands on a slightly raised cliff, surrounded by faulty cliffs, which looks like a very dangerous cliff fortress.

"That's the hunting ground."

Andre's English does not use castles or palaces.

But hunting grounds.

"The seven monarchs of Siberia will all attend Nangong Xi's coronation dinner there."

"Early tomorrow morning, I will take him to the hunting ground, get the king's consent, and perform the necessary procedures for inheriting the throne."

"Of course, as my son, after he becomes the monarch, his registered name will be changed to Gruth."

Yu Heng understood. There are seven monarchs in Siberia who own the throne territory, and on top of the seven monarchs, there is a king whom Andre respects very much.

That is the owner of the cliff hunting ground, the real king who controls Siberia.

If Nangong Ji wanted to inherit Andre's position, he had to obtain the consent of the King of Siberia.

Years of barren historical knowledge emerged in Yu Heng's mind bit by bit.

Just like a large number of federal countries, the empire formed by the aggregation has old rules and maintains their traditions since ancient times.

The money that Nangong Ji can get will not necessarily increase.

The territory may also be only a small piece.

However, Yu Heng can be sure that Nangong Ji's name has increased.

Bilingual in Chinese and English, maybe in Russian and Yenisei, with strange names such as "Hideous Gruss" written carefully.

They enjoyed their dinner quietly and watched Nangong Jiong being taken away by Andre to prepare for meeting the king tomorrow.

The large and small luggage that Yu Heng brought were distributed to Nangong Ji, leaving only one box.

He dragged the suitcase lonely, entered the bedroom, and declined the enthusiastic service of the servants of the villa.

As soon as the door was closed, it changed back to a safe and familiar world.

Yu Heng sat on the ground, opened the suitcase, flipped through his clothes in boredom, and asked, "Brother, do you know the hunting ground?"

"of course."

Zhao Chenghuai took off his coat, stepped on the soft wool carpet, and packed his few luggage.

He bent his thin waist, his broad shoulders stretched into a beautiful arc, revealing the beautiful silhouette of a young man.

"I have lived in Siberia for ten years, and I am mainly responsible for helping the Black Star Group and contacting the hunting ground business."

He spoke as if it was a business cooperation, which had nothing to do with castles or hunting.

Zhao Chenghuai took out his comfortable pajamas, completely ignoring Yu Heng's confused gaze.

"I think, tomorrow, led by Andre, your son will attend the dinner at the hunting ground, enter the dance floor, and then hunt."

The black silk pajamas fit the smooth body lines.

Zhao Chenghuai looked at him with a smile, "The whole process will last about a week, and when you see your son again, he will already be a real king."

"Zhao Chenghuai..."

Yu Heng sat on the ground and stopped packing his luggage, "Shouldn't you go back to your room and change?"

He has always been curious about how the bad brother can be unscrupulous and unscrupulous, walk into other people's bedrooms, take off his clothes and change into pajamas, and chat with him as if nothing happened.

Unfortunately, Yu Heng's problem is not Zhao Chenghuai's problem.

Zhao Chenghuai said: "I am your life assistant."

He walked to the wall carved with many patterns, stretched out his hand and pushed open a small connecting door.

Luxurious and spacious ensuite with a slightly cramped side sleeper next to it.

Zhao Chenghuai said: "I just live here, it's too small to go in and change clothes, you don't mind."

Yu Heng looked at him calmly.

In fact, he minded.

In order to reassure Yu Heng, Zhao Chenghuai reached out and knocked on the thick door panel, and said seriously: "It's soundproof, don't worry."

rest assured?How can it be.

Zhao Chenghuai's horrible criminal record made Yu Heng make up his mind to stay away from his bad brother.

Of course, the high-risk behavior of living in the same room cannot be agreed.

He stared at Zhao Chenghuai seriously and thought whether he threw the bad brother out himself, or asked Andre to prepare another room.

While the two were staring at each other in silence, there was a knock on the door.

"Father! Open the door!"

Yu Heng opened the door and found that Nangong Ji was wearing an exquisite red and blue dress like a little prince, with a beautiful collar flower, and his hair was meticulously done.

The cute kid is like a mature little adult. When he saw Yu Heng, he jumped up excitedly and gave his father a hug.

Yu Heng smelled the faint fragrance from Nangong Ji's body, like perfume.

He smiled brightly, and couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

"Dad, because I'm going to leave early tomorrow, I want you to see it."

Nangong Ji showed off, and turned around in front of Yu Heng, "I will wear this dress to the dinner party, and then become the king!"

The kid's tone seemed to be going to get a little red flower that belonged to him.

Yu Heng couldn't restrain his smile, and looked at him carefully with downcast eyes.

Feeling his doting on Nangong Ji.

When he saw such a tall and handsome little boy, he felt a little bit of emotion that my family had just grown up.

"Congratulations, hideous." Yu Heng couldn't mess with his rigidly groomed hair, so he pinched his chubby cheeks, "Tomorrow is the little prince, and when you come back, you will be the king."

"Why is brother Huai here?" Nangong tilted his head and saw Zhao Chenghuai in pajamas.

Yu Heng couldn't explain why, so he could only follow along: "Because we live in a suite, my brother is in the next bedroom, and we are chatting."

"I want to chat too!" Nangong Xie happily jumped in.

All over the body is in a good mood to be king tomorrow.

Now, like a good boy who temporarily inspects the obedience of his old father, he comes in and sits on the sofa and starts to order.

"Father, tell me a story, and I will take it to the hunting ground."

Yu Heng looked at the children who were concerned about the story, and then turned to look at the brightly lit cliff castle under the shadow of the night.

He walked over and said with a smile: "Then I will tell you a story about Samoyed and Husky."

The story of the two stupid sleds comes from Zhao Chenghuai's wolf king banquet.

Yu Heng didn't care about the lonely and fierce wolf, so he just said, "A long time ago, there was a husky."

The Siberian villa with lush mountains and forests in summer tells the story of a meeting in a world of ice and snow.

Husky, who is lonely, cold and arrogant, thinks he is a wolf, meets a kind and beautiful Samoyed at a banquet where there are many strange animals.

Hearing the boring fairy tales, Zhao Chenghuai fell asleep.

He unceremoniously leaned on Yu Heng's bed, watching his father's kindness and son's filial piety with cold eyes.

It was as if Nangong Ji came in and tacitly agreed that he could live on the side and listen to Father Yu's storytelling by the way.

Zhao Chenghuai, who always felt that the little boy was in the way, unexpectedly felt the special role of the little boy for the first time.

For example, make Yu Heng feel embarrassed in front of the child and drive him away.

It's even more embarrassing to say: the bad brother is plotting to do something wrong.

Zhao Chenghuai smiled, and looked at Yu Heng tenderly.

The persistent Samoyed is still stroking the lonely husky in the story.

Zhao Chenghuai, who was outside the story, was already silently leaning on the head of the bed, occupying Yu Heng's bed with impunity.

Before Yu Heng's story could be finished, Andre came over.

"When is it, are you still listening to stories here?" His tone was cold, with hints of anger.

Nangong's cute eyes rolled down, and he raised his chin and replied arrogantly: "Can't the future king even listen to stories?"

"When you become king, I'll tell you." Andre gritted his teeth, and glanced at the drowsy Zhao Chenghuai, "Hurry up, I haven't finished talking about a lot of etiquette. If you don't learn well tonight, don't want to sleep."

Nangong Jing treats Andre indifferently and arrogantly, but treats the hunting ground seriously.

He stood up, walked up to Yu Heng and said, "Father, when I come back as king, you have to listen to me."

Yu Heng laughed out loud, amused by his son's arrogant childish words, "Good little prince, hurry up and become king."

With a cold face, Andre carried the little boy away.

Those blue eyes, the indifferent and hostile gaze always reminded Yu Heng of the future Mr. Nangong.

Cruel, paranoid, eccentric.

These perfectly inherited Andre's genes are still dormant in the cute little cubs. It seems that at the age of 26, the child with clear eyes in front of him will become a cruel and ruthless richest man.

The door was closed lonely, and only Zhao Chenghuai and Yu Heng were left looking at each other.

Unfortunately, Yu Heng was not in the mood to argue with Zhao Chenghuai, and stood outside the window, looking at the brightly lit castle at night.

"You don't want him to inherit the throne." Zhao Chenghuai made it clear.

"No." Yu Heng corrected him, "I just don't want him to inherit without my knowledge."

It was as if he had left his field of vision and suddenly turned into a strange and cruel Mr. Nangong.

And the little hideous who liked to hide in his arms and act like a baby, and would cry, disappeared without a sound.

He reached out through the window and knocked on the castle on the cliff.

"Hideous deserves the best things in the world."

"He will inherit enough wealth to become the richest man in the world, get a simple and kind friendship, and a sincere and beautiful love."

As he spoke, Yu Heng himself laughed.

If the child is not too young, the worried old father can choose a wife for the cub from now on, and make a baby kiss.

Let him forget his thoughts forever and ever, and live an ordinary and rich life.

"You really love him."

Zhao Chenghuai sighed countless times, but this time his words were full of sourness.

"Don't love my son, do you love you?"

Yu Heng's tone was finally blunt. He walked to the door connected to the side sleeper and knocked meaningfully, "Get up and go to sleep on your own bed."

"You'd better be honest at night, and if I catch you touching me, I'll chop off your hands!"

The fierce and cruel threats are more and more like Zhao Chenghuai's style.

Zhao Chenghuai lazily stood up, folded his arms, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Yu Heng was so scared, he found it even more interesting.

Siberia's night, the raging wind did not stop.

Yu Heng was lying on the spacious and soft strange bed, feeling a little insomnia.

The moonlight coming in from the window brings the shadow of the cliff villa.

However, Yu Heng felt that someone was watching him from the window until late at night and early in the morning.

Even if the dawn light shines into the bedroom, he can't forget that deep gaze.

It's not like Zhao Chenghuai's gaze, but more like another kind of bloodthirsty and sharp cold gaze, wanting to tear him into pieces, and follow his neck and chest inch by inch.

"Zhao Chenghuai?" Yu Heng rolled over and got out of bed, trying to wake up his younger brother next door.

But found that the door of the next room was wide open, and Zhao Chenghuai was not in the room.

Without thinking about it, he put on his coat and shoes and walked out of the bedroom.

The luxurious Monarch Villa looks very deserted early in the morning.

The convoy that accompanied them here yesterday set off for the hunting ground with Andre and Nangong Ji in the early morning.

Yu Heng went all over the dining room, living room, and reception room of the villa, but he couldn't see Zhao Chenghuai.

"Mr. Yu, what do you need?"

Dedicated butler, asked in proficient English.

"Excuse me, the young man who came with me, where is my life assistant?"

"Mr. Zhao?" The butler hesitated a little, and said, "He seems to have gone out for a walk and hasn't come back yet."

walk?

Zhao Chenghuai was in the mood to take a walk in such a strange place.

Yu Heng immediately thought of the missing Zhao Chishen.

Since Zhao Chenghuai came here and wanted to find his brother, it is very likely that he would contact Black Star's subordinates nearby.

He also didn't know what kind of business Black Star was doing with the hunting ground, and what kind of dealings he had with him. Yu Heng only knew that places that were unfamiliar to him might be very familiar to Zhao Chenghuai.

Thinking of this, Yu Heng walked out of the villa.

The deserted and empty forest path still has traces of off-road vehicles passing by.

At the end of the deserted and empty road, a huge and gorgeous castle stands majestically on the cliff.

Yu Heng wanted to go around the villa to look for Zhao Chenghuai, but before walking a few steps, he saw a strange building.

It was a facility with the upper half protruding from the roof and the lower half of the stairs going deep into the ground.

It's like a cellar or a prison.

"...BANG!"

A short knocking sound came from inside.

Yu Heng held his breath in amazement, stood there, and soon heard another scolding: "... grass mud horse!"

The standard national curse is very clear, as if someone is venting his anger manically.

Yu Heng is very sure that this is Chinese.

Confused and surprised, he went down the stairs and found that the iron door was not locked.

"crunch-"

The sound of the door echoed embarrassingly in the passage.

The person locked inside heard a painful roar and said, "Please, can you give me a mobile phone? Phone! Phonecallplease!"

There is no grammar at all for prayers mixed with Chinese and English.

Yu Heng saw a guy with messy hair and a beard. He was locked behind the iron gate like a prisoner.

Suddenly, the prisoner stared at him quietly.

His bloodshot eyes trembled with his hands grasping the iron railing.

"Yu Heng! Yu Heng!"

His angry voice burst into ecstasy, and it was somewhat familiar.

"You finally came to save me!"

The author has something to say: The scene where Yu Heng sees Zhao Chishen again, like a blue beard, Yu Heng opened the door that couldn't be opened.

It is recommended to close the door immediately, as if it has not been opened.jpg

Zhao Chishen:?Save people?