Who took away my wealth

Song Qinian looked at the appearance of the person on the bed, and his heart beat a few more beats.

Before he could figure out the inexplicable emotion in his heart, the person on the bed turned over, opened his eyes drowsily, and seemed to see the black figures standing next to him, and said vaguely:

"Kid...hehe, here we come~"

Child, child, he is not young anymore, he will be nineteen years old after the New Year.

In their tribe, a 19-year-old boy can become the head of the family.

It's just that his life was rough. Before he could stand alone, he was "captured" and came to the capital.

Song Qinian concealed his inner dissatisfaction and bowed obediently: "His Highness asked his subordinates to come down. Why?"

Gu Yu's head was spinning, and he regained some consciousness: "Well, they want to change my clothes... I won't, but I guess they won't leave... Just... just call You're here."

Gu Yu's words were confusing, but Song Qinian could understand what he meant and breathed out softly:

"Your Highness, do you want your subordinates to help you change your clothes?"

Gu Yu waved his hands again, found a comfortable position, and held the quilt in his arms:

"No, I don't want to change. You can find a place by yourself...sit for a while and then go and rest."

Song Qinian: "..."

After Gu Yu finished speaking, his eyes were so heavy that he couldn't hold them anymore and closed them again. After a while, there was a small sound of breathing.

The young man frowned and looked at the disheveled Gu Yu, his eyes darkening.

He turned his head and looked at the clothes placed on the bedside. He leaned over helplessly and called out again: "Your Highness, it's better to change into another one, otherwise Aunt Qianru will punish me tomorrow."

Gu Yu heard a soft cry, with a slightly charming tail tone, which made Song Qinian's tailbone tighten.

"Your Highness?"

He called again.

"Don't make any noise... your head is dizzy... sleepy..."

Without opening his eyes, Gu Yu kicked off the quilt and stretched out his hand to pull Song Qinian's body. The young man was caught off guard and fell onto the bed. Before he could react, the other party treated him like a quilt and held him in his arms hand and foot. inside.

Tight, like an octopus with eight claws.

Song Qinian was stunned. The blood all over his body was boiling rapidly, and his face was instantly filled with blood.

I should have subconsciously raised my knees and kicked the opponent's lifeblood, but a soft voice came from my ears:

"Don't make any noise, go to sleep..., kid..."

The strength that had been building up between his legs suddenly withered.

At the same time, the thinking ability of the brain has also shrunk.

why?

Shouldn't he beat up the person holding him, or make the other person extinct?

Why can't you do it?

In his ears, he could hear Gu Yu's gentle breathing and the strong thump of his heartbeat.

Song Qinian's whole body tensed up, and he suddenly found that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and he had the urge to jump out of control.

Afterwards, he discovered that it was not Gu Yu's heartbeat, but his own.

What are you doing?

what happened?

Why does his heart beat like a drum?

To a man?

During his time in Sumu, Song Qinian had "close" contact with other men. He was a must-participate in the wrestling competition held every year.

He had hugged and fought with other men, even rolled around on the grassland. He had experienced more intimate actions than this, but he had never felt like this.

Apart from the increased heartbeat caused by physical exertion, there was no discomfort whatsoever.

But at this moment, he was just lying there, his heartbeat uncontrollable.

Could it be that he is suffering from heart disease?

The heart in the chest was on fire, burning the entire chest.

Song Qinian deserves to be looked up to.

In front of him was the handsome face of His Highness the Crown Prince.

An indescribable discomfort came from his lower body, and Song Qinian's throat became tight.

By some strange coincidence, he reached out and touched Gu Yu's face. The soft and tender touch spread through his fingertips to the young man's limbs, making him mesmerized for a moment.

Song Qinian suddenly reacted and retracted his hand in panic, so angry that he almost wanted to slap himself on the ear.

What is he doing?

He actually couldn't control his hand and touched His Highness the Crown Prince's face!

At this time, Song Qinian had no idea what was going on with the turbulent emotions in his heart. He only felt that there were countless questions in his head, asking why he had done such a "disrespectful" action.

Before, he was afraid that the prince would do something transgressive to him, but now it seemed that he had done such a thing first.

Gu Yu's embrace was very warm.

She didn't use much strength when she held him. The place where the two touched was soft and a little...comfortable.

This can't happen anymore!

Song Qinian pushed him away suddenly and stood up from the bed. Gu Yu opened his eyes in confusion after being pushed like this, and saw the young man standing beside his bed with a red face. His brain short-circuited for a moment:

"Huh? Kid, why are you...here?"

Song Qinian: "..."

Look, the other party doesn't take you seriously at all. Why is he so excited here?

"If Your Highness doesn't change your clothes, I will go down first."

After saying that, without waiting for a reply, he rushed out of the room as if running for his life, almost hitting a pillar standing on one side.

With a bang, the door was closed, causing Gu and his back to tremble in shock, and he also woke up from the drunkenness.

"What...has this kid done?"

After saying this, Gu Yu felt sleepy and fell limply on the bed again.

The next day.

Before dawn, Qianru's voice came from the door.

"Your Highness, Your Highness hasn't gotten up yet? If you don't get up, you won't be able to make it to the morning of today."

Gu Yu, who was sleeping soundly, was disturbed from his rest. He frowned and opened his eyes. It was still dark outside and the roosters hadn't even crowed yet. Why did you ask him to get up?

"Your Highness! It's really too late to stop!"

The urging sounds at the door were endless. Gu Yu had no choice but to wrap himself up in a quilt and said impatiently: "You're up, please stop urging me."

He changed his clothes, ate breakfast in a hurry, and got on the carriage entering the palace.

Yawning continuously, Gu Yu's eyes overflowed with tears. He opened the curtain and asked Yinfeng:

"When does the morning court usually start?"

"It usually starts at Mao o'clock, Your Highness."

"Mao Shi?"

Gu Yu reacted for a few seconds. Wasn't it like five or six o'clock? In other words, he should have gotten up at three or four o'clock? Oh my god, is this a human routine?

Gu Yusheng was helpless and suddenly thought of something and asked Yinfeng:

"What about the kid? Didn't he come with you?"

"Back to Your Highness, Xiao Song is following behind the carriage."

"Why doesn't he come up and follow?"

"I don't know, he's a little weird today, his eyes are evasive."