To be a man is to stay behind

Although the process was bumpy and difficult, but with the trust of the prince, everything is easy to say.

In the second year, the great cause planned by King Jin went smoothly with the help of Shi Yiming. Now it is time to hide our strengths and bide our time, waiting for the opportunity, so in addition to planning and intrigue, King Jin can also spare some time to drink wine and listen to ditties .

Ever since Shi Yiming proved his loyalty, his official career has been on the rise, from a servant named after a dog, to a servant named Baba, to an aide named Baba.Shi Yiming felt that his sincerity might have moved the heavens and the earth. A few days ago, King Wu was provoked and communicated with a traitor who wanted to set King Jin on fire.Shi Yiming happened to be sleeping late when the fire broke out. He was woken up by a slap in the face. When he opened his eyes, he saw King Jin squatting on the ground with an anxious face, shouting at him tearfully with red circles around his eyes that were smoked.

"My lord, I'm awake..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was knocked unconscious by a slap confiscated by King Jin, who had practiced martial arts since childhood.

But he still thinks it's worth it, at least King Jin is willing to slap him, which is tens of millions of times better than eating fish-flavored shredded pork.

So he passed out very peacefully, even full of hope for the future.

But he didn't expect what he would face when he woke up a few hours later.

"My lord's kindness is appreciated." Shi Yiming lay on King Jin's big bed, his face was flushed with suffocation, and there was still a faint mark on it, "That's right, I'm not used to sharing the bed with others."

"Okay," King Jin, who was only wearing a tunic and was leaning against the head of the bed, said with a smile, "but it's getting late now, the roof of your room has collapsed, and I'm worried about your safety, so why don't you go to the mistress Where should Xiaosi sleep?"

"Then respect is worse than obedience." Shi Yiming quickly wrapped himself up tightly as soon as he lifted the quilt.

Listening to King Jin dismissing the hidden guards, the ominousness in Shi Yiming's heart became clearer.

"Why, are you looking forward to sharing the same bed with me?" Jin Wang looked at him who was huddled up and laughed.

I was careless, Shi Yiming was sweating profusely, we had been together for two years, and he had never seen any man around him, and he didn't touch himself, so he just forgot this most important thing... Could it be that he Is my virginity about to be ruined tonight? !

Thinking of this, Shi Yiming became as stiff as a piece of iron. King Jin undressed next to him, blew out the candles, and got on the bed. Now, the tip of his nose is pressed against the wall.

The clear moonlight poured into the room through the small window, and King Jin said faintly, "I heard... a new Nanfeng restaurant has recently opened in Wangcheng."

"Yes, is it?" Shi Yiming's teeth chattered.

"That's right," King Jin replied quite seriously, "Many princes and nobles are good at it, and it's not a rare thing that won't make it to the stage."

Isn't this talking about himself? ! ?Shi Yiming shrank back against the wall again wanting to cry but without tears.

"What about you? A Ming, are you interested in these?" King Jin's voice was soft, and Shi Yiming's hair stood on end.

"I... I'm not interested in this area," Shi Yiming's throat became dry, afraid that the people behind him would press his little arms and legs here if he got angry. In this kind of feudal society, if he didn't cry, he would be like Liu Yuexue. There is nothing wrong with it, and the other party is still a prince, "But I respect... er, respect anyone's choice."

Shi Yiming is proud that he can still adhere to the correct three views in times of crisis.

"That's good," King Jin smiled softly, "Go to sleep."

Then it went silent.

No sound.

Shi Yiming's heart was full of colorful big question marks flying around in turn, what is this?Call your subordinate to the bed, lie down with him, talk about such suggestive topics, and then really just sleep under the quilt? ! ?Five-year-olds don't believe it, do they? !

It's not that he has any expectations, heck, what can such a reserved and upright person like him expect.

So Shi Yiming kept his eyes open and counted the sound of the prince's breathing all night, and finally fell into a deep sleep in the early morning.

When he woke up and came out of the prince's room by himself, the whole palace knew that King Jin had slept with the counselor next to him, and he had slept more than once, tossed and turned to sleep maybe hundreds of times, and it was very painful The high rise in a short day, from now on the prince will not have the momentum of the early court.

The weeping Aunt Song secretly stuffed him with two red eggs, "My lord doesn't have a roommate, thank you for your hard work."

Shi Yiming:? ! ? ! ?He really doesn't work hard, does he? ! ?

Aunt Song wiped away her tears, "Your Highness is just like a child, we can see how well he treats you."

Shi Yiming:! ? ! ? ! ? !Where did you see it? !

"Don't worry, even if you are a man, if the prince wants to give you a title, it is not impossible. He has already asked the hidden guards to go out, and now the entire royal city probably knows that you belong to him."

Shi Yiming:? ! ? ! ? ! ? ! ? ! ?

This task is too difficult, Shi Yiming thought painfully, Mom, I want to go home.

Time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, Shi Yi suffers from mental torture day by day.

Wherever he goes every day, he feels that others are watching him.Whether it's a dignitary, a maid, or a street vendor, everyone is full of gossip and curiosity about the man who can have sex with such a handsome and handsome King Jin. Everyone wants to see this man. Who the hell is the man.For a time, almost everyone in the streets and lanes was discussing this matter.

As the protagonist of the incident, Shi Yiming was very guilty, and was tortured by this kind of guilt that he didn't know where he came from.

The power of the people whose curiosity is not satisfied is infinite. In less than a month, the entire royal city was filled with various versions of the story. Shi Yiming sneaked into King Jin's study to steal the contents transcribed by the secret guard, and found a total of three They are "Love and Hate Version", "Dare to Love and Hate Version" and "Hate Because of Love".Between the lines, you love me and I wish, lingering and lingering, which makes the face of life and death burst into tears, Shi Yiming sees one head and two big.

Shi Yiming was heartbroken, especially after a few days later, he saw King Jin laughing heartily while watching those things, and even shared them with the boy next to him, laughing heartily together.He was even more convinced that his reputation was really ruined.

There are also people with excess romantic cells who wrote a few poems for them, such as "Happy in front of the palace" and "Shen Shuixiang", composed tunes and sang from morning to night, babbling, babbling, and various reliable and unreliable According to the rumors, Shi Yiming's already good-looking face is rumored to look like a fairy, his hands are soft, his waist is like a willow, his skin is like fat and his eyes are like stars. In the ears of Jin Sanniang, the top card in Xianglou, the girl also said that she wanted to invite him to the same banquet to see who was more beautiful.

Shi Yiming used to stretch his neck to look in when he passed brothels, but now he wished he had eight legs and ran quickly, so as to avoid hearing a single comment, anyway, he didn't really want to know.

In this way, another few months passed, and the time came to the third year, the second day of February, and the Huachao Festival arrived.

The Flower Festival is an important festival for young people in Dai Viet. It coincides with the blooming of flowers and the bright spring. Worshiping the God of Flowers is second, but falling in love is a real function.In Dai Viet's storytelling and libretto, five or six out of ten the hero and heroine meet at the Flower Festival.Eyebrows, folded flowers, this festival is simply synonymous with romance.

But Shi Yiming never participated.

During the Huachao Festival in the first year, he was fined to brush horses.

In the second year, he accidentally fell off the carriage, King Jin, who was acting as a cushion for him, was fine, but instead he broke his leg.

This year is the third year, Shi Yiming is gearing up, any unhappiness will not prevent him from experiencing the festive atmosphere of the ancients.

"My lord, I..." Shi Yiming said cautiously when King Jin was writing.

"Okay." King Jin said with a smile.

Shi Yiming:? ! ? ! ? !There must be a conspiracy.

King Jin looked at him, with creepy tenderness in his eyes, "Don't you always want to go to the Huachao Festival, I will go with you tonight, I haven't traveled the river by candlelight for many years, I also want to try try."

Swimming the river by holding candles is a special activity of the Huachao Festival. There is a Bailian River running across the Wangcheng. The bright and white rivers are gurgling, and the lights and shadows of the big river lanterns lit by the government on both sides are graceful, and tourists will take a boat to walk through it, recite poems and make friends, and drink and talk happily.During the period, the falling flowers floated with the water, the boat and the moon passed, the breeze was blowing, and the dark fragrance filled the sleeves. Even a piece of wood could be moved by such an atmosphere.

Shi Yiming hesitated.

King Jin wouldn't really want to mess with him, would he?

"It's fine if you don't want to go," King Jin took out a few moth-eaten and mouse-bitten books that were completely invisible from the cabinet beside him, "then you can stay tonight and take these "farmers" books. Miscellaneous Notes' and re-read it."

Shi Yiming: "The prince invites me, how can I not go, I will go even if I die."

King Jin: "Don't always die, it's unlucky."

He smiled and squeezed his arm.

Shi Yiming felt that he was sexually harassed in the workplace, and he was suffering beyond words.

So finally went.

As King Jin, who is well-known all over the world, traveling is of course not a small affair.Although it is said that everything is simple, it is not as simple as Shi Yiming understands.

The twilight was close, the stars were hanging down, looking at the two-story flower boat, Shi Yiming was shocked.

"My lord, this influence is not very good." Shi Yiming can only say this when he comes and goes.

"Why not, Amin deserves the best." King Jin smiled.

I'm really touched, Shi Yiming feels like he's going to be shot through by the eyes, but can you not say that among a bunch of people who came to Huachao Festival?

Seeing their surprised, puzzled, and suddenly enlightened eyes, Shi Yiming knew that his identity had been exposed.

"Is he Shi Lang in the libretto?" Someone whispered, "Well, he also has a good-looking skin. I don't know that King Jin is so fond of it."

Shi Yiming: I don't know either.

"He's not as good-looking as others say, but I heard that his... oh, those things about closing the door, it's very good."

Shi Yiming: Why don't I know.

"No, no, no, this kind of gentleness must be greeted with refusal. You don't know that only this kind of behavior can arouse people's love and sympathy, and naturally it can firmly grasp others."

Shi Yiming: Brother, come out, let us fight with our eyes.

Shi Yiming was so angry that he couldn't speak, King Jin even took off his cloak and put it on for him in a very gentlemanly way, "The spring is cold, Ah Ming, don't freeze."

A series of subdued exclamations sounded beside him, Shi Yiming almost collapsed without being able to breathe.He had a premonition that after today, more and more librettos would spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain, and he would be immortalized in the lyrics of Yinggeyanyanwu, ringing fat, swallows and thin.

Thinking of this, Shi Yiming's heart began to boil with anger. Since everyone else said so, it would be a loss for him not to do something.Even if you don't cook raw rice, you should wash the raw rice at least twice to earn some water for the flowers.Shi Yiming made up his mind, raised his legs and walked to the flower boat, King Jin smiled and led the way at the first half step.He didn't get anything, can't he still enjoy the corrupt life of princes and generals in feudal society? !

Who would have thought that this flower boat would have a back door.

A half-old Upon boat was parked at the back door.

Shi Yiming seemed to be choked by half a steamed bun, unable to spit it out or swallow it down.

"You..." Regardless of etiquette, he pointed at King Jin's nose with trembling fingers.

"Good boy." King Jin grabbed his finger, squeezed and pushed Shi Yiming ingeniously, and pushed Shi Yiming into the boat. Then he lifted his clothes and stepped in.

The boat swayed on the water waves, and the black shadow of the boatman at the bow lightly supported the bamboo pole. The boat broke through the water, and the blue waves were slightly rippling, crushing the moonlight.