The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

"Then I'll ask someone to do it for you." Shen Lanzhao leaned close to Ling Shuyuan's cheek and kissed, smiled dotingly, put on his clothes and walked out the door.

The morning light makes everything alive, the dew rolls from the green leaves and falls on the wet soil, and the birds in the garden stand on the branches and sing happily.

Shen Lanzhao raised the ponytail behind him, and walked from the corridor to the kitchen, but a familiar figure suddenly walked out of the door in front of him, Shen Lanzhao paused, and was about to change direction, but was stopped by the man in a solemn voice: "Lan Zhao! come here!"

Shen Lanzhao frowned in annoyance, turned around, not daring to look at the look of the person coming, but respectfully saluted: "Father."

"Lan Zhao, I heard from my servant that you brought a man back last night?" Shen Yu stepped forward and asked with a straight face.

"I..." Shen Lanzhao bit his lips in embarrassment. He didn't know how to explain to his father, so he simply retracted the topic and remained silent.

Shen Yuchang sighed, knowing a son is like a father, how could he not understand Shen Lanzhao?Who was the person that Shen Lanzhao brought back last night, he didn't need to guess too much: "Okay, I don't blame you."

Shen Yu stretched out his hand and patted Shen Lanzhao's shoulder, saying earnestly: "Shu Yuan is a good boy, if you really like him, treat him well!"

Shen Lanzhao's pupils trembled for a moment, and he looked at Shen Yu in astonishment: "Does father know?"

Shen Yu laughed a few times: "You are my son, how could I not know, that's all, go and get busy with your business."

Shen Lanzhao smiled happily, and leaned over excitedly to leave: "Yes, my son will go now!"

He turned around and ran briskly towards the kitchen, ordered his servants to cook the porridge, then brought a bowl back to the bedroom.

Ling Shuyuan was putting on his clothes, Shen Lanzhao pushed the door in, and saw Ling Shuyuan's neck, which was full of traces of love with him last night, couldn't help but blushed, stepped forward, and handed the porridge: "What do you want? Porridge."

"Mr. Shen, isn't he going to feed me?" Ling Shuyuan laughed and put his arms around Shen Lanzhao's neck: "I served Mr. Shen all night last night, and I'm still very tired now. You can feed me."

"Then you sit down first." Shen Lanzhao held back the rising fire in his heart, removed Ling Shuyuan's hand hanging around his neck, pressed him back to the couch in a neat manner, scooped a mouthful of porridge with a spoon and handed it to Ling Shuyuan's mouth Bian: "I asked my servants to add some sugar to it to nourish the stomach."

"I don't like sugar very much." Ling Shuyuan said, but he still leaned forward and drank the spoonful of porridge.

Shen Lanzhao seemed to have just remembered something, looked at Ling Shuyuan in a daze for a while, and said, "What do you like?"

Ling Shuyuan blinked his ignorant eyes, unconsciously took the porridge in Shen Lanzhao's hand, drank it with lowered eyes, and said, "Why do you ask this?"

"You know what I like..." Shen Lanzhao felt ashamed on his face: "But I don't know what you like..."

"Maybe I don't know now." Ling Shuyuan said, putting the finished porridge bowl on the tray: "So let's get to know each other again."

"Don't you blame me?" Shen Lanzhao lowered his eyelids, and after a while, he finally said what was in his heart: "I'm not good to you, A Yuan... I don't know what you like, even when I was in the academy, I treated you like that ...I never even had a good look at you..."

The people on the bed were silent, and the room fell into a dead silence. After a long time, Shen Lanzhao had the courage to look up, but he saw Ling Shuyuan staring at the bedding on his body, with a cold light at the end of his eyes.

But it melted away in the spring breeze, and looked back at him with a smile: "Don't think so much... Let's start over." He lifted the quilt, stood up from the bed, but suddenly his waist felt sore, and he fell backwards. Stumbling away, Shen Lanzhao hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him into his arms: "A Yuan, did I..."

"You said it yourself!" Ling Shuyuan said angrily, and glared at Shen Lanzhao resentfully, as if thinking of something, his cheeks flushed suddenly: "You are really too much!"

"What's wrong with me, huh?" Shen Lanzhao leaned close to Ling Shuyuan and chuckled, staring at his lips and said, "I made you drink porridge early in the morning, but I haven't eaten it yet. Let me try it now?"

"No, there's still some left, Mr. Shen, go eat it." Ling Shuyuan glanced at the porridge bowl, turned around and joked, before he finished speaking, Shen Lanzhao lowered his head and pecked his lips lightly, watching him chuckle Said: "That's better than the taste here."

"Lan Zhao..." Ling Shuyuan followed him with a chuckle, suddenly calmed down, and looked at him intently: "Do you love me?" Without waiting for Shen Lanzhao's answer, he reached out and hugged his neck, leaned close to him, and hugged him hard .

"Of course," Shen Lanzhao hugged him back, buried his head on his neck and kissed lightly: "I love you, A Yuan."

"Then I want you..." Ling Shuyuan tilted his head close to Shen Lanzhao's ear, and whispered in his ear: "Prove in front of all the princes of the aristocratic family...your love for me..."