The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

After Song Jiu returned to the room, he had a headache and couldn't sleep. In the end, he couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep in a daze.

After a while, a figure came in and sat down beside the bed. He took out the plaster and applied it carefully to the wound, then wrapped it in gauze gently.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes were terrifyingly bright, and there was both distress and cruelty in them.

I didn’t expect that even though I was grounded, I could still do tricks.

After finishing everything, the man covered his son with a quilt and placed a cherished kiss on his forehead.

Thank you for your hard work, Xiaojiu.

When the time comes, I will personally chop off the prince's hand and feed it to the dogs.

In recent days, the entire capital has been shrouded in thick dark clouds, and there are signs that a storm is coming.

The fourth prince was at the height of his power in the court, and was in the spotlight, faintly overpowering the prince.

The prince's party is in chaos. Although it doesn't show on their faces, they are extremely anxious in their hearts. If the fourth prince ascends the throne, all their previous hard work will be in vain, and there is a high possibility that they will be killed.

However, the prince seemed to be unable to feel the strange situation in the court. He was addicted to male sex all day long and felt depressed.

The princess couldn't stand it anymore and often cried in front of him.

At first, the prince would give her a few perfunctory words, but later he became really upset and just ignored her.

"Your Highness, these grapes from the foreign vassal are very sweet, do you want to try them?" The waiter picked up a grape, held it in his mouth, and leaned over it cutely. The prince smiled foolishly and joined in the fun.

This scene stung the Crown Princess's eyes, her teeth itched with hatred, and the silk in her hand was torn to pieces.

If it weren't for the fact that my stomach was not up to par and my roommate had not been pregnant with royal blood for so many years, then there would be no need to be so humble. It seemed that I had to ask my aunt to reprimand her.

When the queen entered the East Palace, the prince and his foster boy were having a rough time on the bed. They kept the queen dry for half an hour, and then he walked out with his arms around his beloved boy's waist, teasing her and teasing her.

The queen was so angry that she grabbed her son's ears and scolded him for his failure.

The prince did not take it seriously, but was rather disdainful. Gu was the eldest son and the legitimate crown prince, and his mother's clan occupied half of the court.

Even if the old immortal wanted to establish a new master, he would have to think about it again and again. As he thought about it, he became more and more fearless.

Little did he know that his biggest backer had given up his position a long time ago and had chosen a new owner.

There was only an empty body left in the huge backing. With just a slight push, it collapsed, leaving a mess.

……

"How come Xiaojiu is so awesome and wins again? You make me, a genius, feel ashamed, huh?"

The man smiled teasingly at the person opposite him, his eyebrows were affectionate, and Song Jiu blushed and his heart beat.

The young man's fair and tender face turned a bright red, his watery eyes shimmered with tiny glimmers of light, and he glared at the man.

I think I am very impressive, but I don’t know how charming I am in the eyes of others.

Qin Han took a deep breath, crossed the chessboard, lifted Song Jiu's chin, and stared straight at him with his dark phoenix eyes.

The two of them were getting closer and closer, with only a knuckle apart, and their breaths were intertwined.

Song Jiu closed his eyes tremblingly.

Suddenly, the sound from outside the door broke the ambiguous atmosphere, and the two quickly restored their original distance.

The eighth prince came over with a food box and saw that the little companion was sitting on an equal footing with the prince. He was extremely surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Thinking that this companion was very favored, he silently increased Song Jiu's weight by several levels.

"Why did my eighth brother come here?"

The man's tone was calm, his words did not fluctuate, he was obviously out of interest, and he didn't even look at her.

Upon hearing this, the Eighth Prince's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had come at the wrong time?

In fact, it did come at the wrong time. The benefits that were finally found were ruined, and no one was in a good mood.

The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth and decided to give out this gift today no matter what. It was a matter of great importance to the survival of the family and he could no longer back down.

He bit the bullet, opened the lid of the food box, and said stumblingly: "I brought some local specialty delicacies, Longxu Cake, to Brother Emperor. I hope Brother Emperor will accept it."

There was a gentle breeze in the pavilion, which rustled the bamboo leaves. The man was playing with the chess pieces and did not speak.

The scene became deserted, and the Eighth Prince stood there awkwardly. He waited for a while before hearing a faint sentence.

"If nothing happens, please come back."

This short sentence made him feel cold all over.

Sometimes he really couldn't figure it out and didn't understand why the two of them had completely different fates despite being born in a humble background and suffering from the same oppression.

Nowadays, one is high and enjoying the supreme glory, while the other is trapped in the mud, trying his best to survive. He is unwilling to give in, but he is cowardly and hesitant, and does not dare to take the initiative to fight for it.

The eighth prince suddenly felt that the road in front of him was dark, and he couldn't help but have a wry smile on his lips.

It smells so good. What smells so good?

Song Jiu's nose twitched slightly, and the sweetness in the air tickled his heart. He glanced in the direction of the food box several times, and he was absentmindedly playing chess.

Like a greedy little cat.

Seeing him look like this, you know that someone's gluttony has struck again.

Qin Han smiled helplessly: "Eighth brother is interested, take it."

Upon hearing this, the Eighth Prince put on his flattering smile again and quickly lifted up the food box. The desserts displayed inside were milky white in color and intricately threaded, which made Song Jiu's greedy self come out.

Qin Han picked up a piece of cake and fed it to the boy himself.

One move surprised two people.

Song Jiu was surprised by how soft the dessert was in his mouth and had a sweet aftertaste, while the Eighth Prince was surprised by the ambiguous behavior of the two.

It turns out that this is the case. They have such a relationship. No wonder the fourth brother is so doting and loving. He holds it in his mouth for fear of melting and holds it in his hand for fear of falling.

It seems that this gift is really the right one.

Qin Han fed him another piece, and the young man took it from his hand and ate it without any ceremony. The tip of his smooth tongue inadvertently swept across the fingertips, making the man's eyes darken.

"Eat slowly, the whole box is yours, no one will snatch it from you, little greedy cat." He brushed the corner of the young man's mouth and carefully wiped away the food residue, his doting attitude was too intimate.

After the eighth prince was surprised, he understood that the young man's status in the fourth brother's heart could only be higher than lower.

The two princes just watched quietly, but after a while, a box of desserts went into their stomachs, but Song Jiu felt that he was still unsatisfied.

"Okay, there will be more in the future." Qin Han said gently, and suddenly added, "The books in the attic are a bit messy, Xiaojiu, go and sort them out."

Song Jiu also understood the meaning of the words, and left without asking any questions, leaving enough space for the two of them.