He teased me very much when he was treating illnesses [Quick Transmigration]

Yu Jing's pupils constricted slightly when she heard the name, but her reaction was so fast that Tang Song didn't notice her subtle unusualness at all.

"Back to the Seventh Prince, slaves, slaves... I heard the young master mention it."

"Really?!" Tang Song's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, with an unconcealable joy on his face: "Is Fu Dongxin a brother of Xiaosheng?"

"I heard that it is like this." Yu Jing lowered her head halfway.

Boundless fear spread in the drooping eyes.

She did hear it from the young man, but she heard it by herself while hiding behind a tree branch one night.

That day, she was stuck with something during the day, so she went to deliver food to the child in the middle of the night.The child is soft and cute during the day, and when he sees her, he will look at her timidly, and after eating, he will say thank you sister sweetly.

This made her unwilling to delay for a day, preferring to go at night, and did not want the child to be hungry all night. Unexpectedly, as soon as she rushed to the small yard, she saw a child who was completely different from that in the daytime.

It's obviously the same face, but it gave her a different feeling. The eyes staring at the words on the branch made her feel cold, and the fingers holding the buns were extremely white.

"Fu Dongxin! You are worthy too... wait for me to go back...you will have retribution... just wait for me!"

Under the bleak moonlight, the child took a dagger and wrote the name and his own name on the branch stroke by stroke, and then drew a huge cross on it. Jing saw the blue veins popping up on it.

Yu Jing was a little far away, and could only vaguely understand a few words, but the three words of Fu Dongxin were spoken by a child through gritted teeth, and the timbre was very heavy.

Like a deadly ghost.

"Has Xiaosheng ever said anything about Fu Dongxin? How did he mention it to you?"

Tang Song's words brought back Yu Jing who was caught in memory.

She hesitated to speak, but only said: "I only listened to it once a long time ago, and I forgot the details. Seventh Prince, forgive me."

It's better to pretend that you don't know anything about this place that eats people.

Tang Song was a little disappointed when he heard the words, but he didn't force him. He waved his hand and told her to back off.

The hall was very quiet, he stayed alone for a while, thinking about how to leave here, and go to Qianfeng Kingdom to find Fu Dongxin.

But Fu Dongxin belongs to the imperial family, if he just went to see him in an ordinary capacity, he probably has no hope at all.

So he wants to go as the seventh prince of Tianyuan Kingdom.

Thinking of this, Yu Wenjie's tough face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Tang Song sighed, and his spirit was a little sluggish.Alas, the road ahead to find Fu Dongxin is bleak.

However, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, so let's take care of the child first, maybe we can go back with him.

Thinking of the child, Tang Song stretched his waist and called Xiao Anzi outside the house.

Xiao Anzi carefully put on the cloak for him and wrapped him airtight before returning to the bedroom.

A small figure had already got into the warm yellow quilt, opened his eyes, and looked at the door quietly. When Tang Song's figure appeared, a little emotion appeared in those ancient well-free eyes.

"elder brother……"

He murmured.

Tang Song seemed to have a feeling in his heart, with a smile on his face, he took off the cold cloak, walked to the bed, and patted the top of his head.

"Slept in so early, how about warming the bed for brother?"

"En." The child responded in a low voice, and looked straight at Tang Song again.

"Master, should the servant rearrange the bedroom for the young master?" Xiao Anzi suggested softly behind Tang Song that the two of them should sleep together, not to mention that the emperor knew that he would not allow it.

Tang Song was stunned, and began to consider the feasibility. Tianji Palace is very large, and there are many empty sleeping halls. It is not difficult to build a sleeping hall alone.

The most important thing is that he can't develop the child's habit of being dependent on others. Now that the child is ten years old, it's time to train him to be independent.

"I want to sleep with my brother." Seeing that Tang Song was really thinking about it, Fu Dongsheng couldn't help but said, his dark eyes soon turned into water droplets: "Is my brother despising Xiaosheng?"

Tang Song, who was only thinking about it, surrendered in an instant, ah, it's so cute, he wiped off the beads on that little face: "We Xiaosheng is so cute, it's too late for my brother to like it, how can I still hate it."

"master--"

"Xiao Anzi, go to rest." He interrupted what Xiao Anzi hadn't said yet: "Stop reporting this trivial matter to the emperor, right?"

The wind outside made the branches beat against the window continuously, and ghosts were crying and howling, but the inside was warm as spring. Xiao Anzi stayed where he was, with a hesitant expression on his face. He wanted to say something, but he prevented the people in the room from saying it.

He promised to say "yes".

How could his simple and silly master know that his every move was under the watchful eye of the hidden guard?Even in this hall, I don't know how many roads lead to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Imperial Study Room and other places.

Do you still use him to report, the emperor must know everything by now.

"However, I'm still a slave to guard the night for the master tonight." Xiao Anzi took off Tang Song's coat, handed over a prepared towel and handed it to Tang Song, very dedicated: "Master, do you want to bathe your feet?"

Just as Tang Song nodded, someone outside came in with a basin bent over.

The water temperature was just right, Xiao Anzi put his knees on the ground, and gently took off his shoes and socks for Tang Song, probably because he walked very little, and the shoes and socks were made of extremely soft material. Tang Song's feet were very white and soft, although they were not as soft as women's. Small and exquisite, but the curves are extremely beautiful, and every inch of skin is supple.

Even the nails on the front are pink and tender like flower buds, and the tendons on the ankles are like branches connecting flower petals.

The hand that Xiao Anzi held was a little trembling, and he rubbed the flower bud in his hand with the gentlest force.

Because of the hot water, Tang Song felt so comfortable that his toes stretched out like white jade.

Fu Dongsheng who stepped on the bed watched intently, and then pulled Tang Song's little finger: "Brother, I want to wash with you."

What Tang Song couldn't stand the most was the child's watery eyes, eager to look at him, and he agreed without saying a word.

So in the water basin, there was a pair of little black feet.

It is in sharp contrast with Tang Song's white.

Fu Dongsheng was surrounded by Tang Song in his arms, sitting in the small seat in front of him, moving his little feet, and stepped on Tang Song's instep, and the corner of his mouth with his head down evoked an imperceptible smile.

Tang Song didn't realize it, and even bent down to rub the child's instep.

Although it was quickly stopped by Xiao Anzi.

The two of them washed their feet until the water was completely cold, and then wiped their feet. The feet, which were warm before the bath, became even colder after taking a bath in hot water.

Xiao Anzi really didn't like this Cheng Yaojin who popped up halfway, but he couldn't bear Tang Song's liking, so he had to wait on the two of them together, and asked someone to fetch two stoves, each of whom had to stuff them into their arms.

"Master, rest early, the emperor will be waiting for you tomorrow."

Speaking of this, Tang Song's original good mood was destroyed.

He hugged the child, let him sleep inside, turned over and hugged him into his arms, with his back facing outside: "I'm asleep."

The bed curtains and veils were lowered, and a few bright candles outside were extinguished, leaving only one long burning lamp, which could faintly illuminate the general outline of the hall.

This is also the rule that Yu Wenyi changed when he got up in the middle of the night and stumbled. Otherwise, after midnight in the palace, no one except the emperor would be allowed to light the lamps all night.

This is enough to prove how much Yu Wenjie values ​​this son.

Tang Song's body was very weak, and a lot of things happened during the day. As soon as he lay down on the bed, he felt very tired and fell asleep quickly.

Fu Dongsheng in his arms couldn't close his eyes for a long time.

The sweet smile on Tang Song's chest disappeared, and the rest was indifference.

He tightened his arms around Tang Song, thinking to himself: 【He is mine. 】

[Hey, my brother is mine, I got to know him first, you scoundrel!Give me back your body! 】

[You useless thing, you can't keep anything, what qualifications do you have? 】

[I'm useless, this body is mine too! 】

[It's mine now. 】

[Wow wow wow——]

The voice in his head burst into tears, making Fu Dongsheng very irritable. He rubbed his temples, and his voice gradually became irritable: [You fucking shut up, if it wasn't for you, would I have encountered those things these years? It's all you It's useless, what qualifications do you have to own it? 】

【You let me come out, but now you say you want to return to your body, are you dreaming? 】

The voice in his body gradually disappeared, and after the crying gradually disappeared, his expression relaxed a little.

But he was reluctant to close his eyes. With the help of the weak light, he had to draw Tang Song's facial contours over and over again. There was a rare soft light in his eyes, which were always dark.

It wasn't until the sky turned white and the lamps in the house ran out of oil, that he lowered his eyelashes and fell asleep.

This made Fu Dongsheng very sleepy during the daytime. When Tang Song called him, he could only rub his eyes desperately, trying to wake himself up.

He also wiped away the tears of grievance that appeared in the corners of his eyes.

That he is too bad!He also has to insist on not sleeping, and see who will fall asleep first after spending too much time.

The child's eye sockets were too red, Tang Song tore off his hand: "Stop rubbing, the dirty things will go in."

"Brother, I'm sleepy~" The coquettish tone brought a hint of milk to his still voice.

"If you're sleepy, wait until you go to bed, eat breakfast first, and let you sleep after eating, okay?"

Tang Song picked up some vegetables that Xiao Anzi had picked up and put them into his bowl.

"Brother is waiting to go out, Xiaosheng will sleep obediently in the dormitory, you know?"

"I want to be with my brother."

"No, wait for brother to come back."

Tang Song rejected the child's hopeful gaze.

I really took him to see Yu Wenjie, it's up to me whether I can bring him back.

……

The spacious and warm sedan swayed to the imperial study. Yu Wenjie had already received the news that he was coming, and even chased away a minister who was reporting.

"Fukang, go and get what I asked you to prepare."

Fukang responded, shaking his head in a corner where Yu Wenjie didn't pay attention, secretly thinking why the emperor is getting more and more naive, and he is so jealous about the seventh prince.

She used to be the concubine Liang, but at least she was the seventh prince's biological mother and concubine, so the two of them could not see each other for ten days and a half months.

This time, even the jealousy of a little proton, he was afraid that the Seventh Prince would be sad, and he would not be able to kill him.

This is the emperor.

The complaints in his heart belonged to the complaints, but Fukang still brought in the water basin.

Just happened to bump into Tang Song who was walking to the door.

"This old servant kowtowed to the Seventh Prince." He made a big salute.

Tang Song didn't care and raised his hand to wake him up, and was about to ask him what he was doing with a water basin.

Yu Wenjie inside couldn't sit still: "What's wrong with Xiaoqi, why don't you come in quickly."

"The seventh prince should go in first, the emperor has been waiting for you all morning."

I've been waiting since I woke up, and it's not just a morning until now.

The two had to step into the threshold of the imperial study room one after the other, while Xiao Anzi and his followers waited at the door.

After Tang Song bowed politely, Yu Wenjie got off his seat and sat on the grand teacher's chair next to him.

Fukang was deeply moved, and put the water basin under his feet.

Yu Wenjie looked at the water basin under his eyes, and waved to Tang Song who was a little far away from him, with a curved face on his chiseled face: "I haven't been served by Xiao Qi for a long time, should I take it as compensation? Huh?"