I'm really not an official match [Wear the book]

Qi Yu: "I said that some time ago, but I was rejected by this king."

Song Sheng said oh, he wasn't worried at all that Qi Yu would get them a mistress, because there was only one official partner for Qi Yu, and that was He Xiao.

Moreover, Qi Yu didn't have anyone else in the middle.

Qi Yu looked at Song Sheng's nonchalant expression, frowned slightly and asked, "You don't seem to care if there will be one more person in the Seventh Palace."

"What do I care about, even if I care, will my care affect the prince's choice?"

"meeting."

When Song Sheng raised his head, he happened to meet Qi Yu's extremely serious eyes.

Song Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I'm just a servant of the Seventh Prince's Mansion. You are the master, my lord. I don't have the ability to influence you."

Qi Yu remained silent, as if he wanted to find out from Song Sheng's words that he was deliberately annoying him.

But now Song Sheng, no matter in terms of speaking or doing things, can handle everything seamlessly.

Qi Yu stretched out his hand and pulled Song Sheng's hair, "As long as you say it, this king will listen, as long as you want, this king will give you anything."

Qi Yu's soft voice made Song Sheng smile.

It has to be said that Qi Yu has changed a lot since he grew up.

Without the irritability and hostility of the past, the words that came out of this mouth sounded much better.

It's just that the more it is like this, the more he can't see through Qi Yu, and naturally he doesn't know which of Qi Yu's words is true and which is false.

In a few days, it will be Qi Yu's 16th birthday.

The emperor rarely remembered.

On the day of Qi Yu's birthday, Qi Yu was called into the palace.

Song Sheng took the sword and started practicing martial arts again.

Although, after the time when Qi Lian avoided him eight years ago, he never entered the palace again, nor did he see Qi Lian outside the palace, but he heard a lot about Qi Lian. Three years ago, Qi Lian took the initiative to go to the enemy country to stabilize the turbulent relationship between the two countries. The two countries that should have fought last year were dragged by Qi Lian until this year.

It is estimated that there will be no fight this year.

Guotai Minan is a good thing.

However, his little boy is too idle at home.

There is no self-knowledge of being an emperor at all.

Song Sheng was almost dying of worry, Qi Lian's degree of blackness was saved at 5.00% for the sake of face, and it hasn't increased in eight years.

However, Qi Lian has already obtained more than half of the throne. How should the Seventh Prince of their family, whose father did not care for his mother and died early, make a comeback against the wind?After Qi Yu came back from the palace, it was already night.

Qi Yu threw down a bunch of priceless things that he brought back from the palace, and returned to the room non-stop, looking at Song Sheng who was about to undress to sleep, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Sleep without waiting for the king to come back?"

Song Sheng: "I don't know when the prince will come back, so I'm going to sleep first."

"Don't sleep, get up."

Song Sheng sat on the bed, waiting for Qi Yu's next order.

"What about my king's birthday gift?"

Song Sheng: "I put it at He Xiao's place."

"That's it?"

Song Sheng: "...My lord, courtesy is light and affection is heavy."

"This king wants you to carve a dagger for this king."

Song Sheng was silent for a while, that dagger should have been given to Qi Yudiao a long time ago, but now he doesn't want to give it.

Song Sheng went to the bed, said no to Qi Yu in a low spirit, and got ready to sleep.

Qi Yu reached out to pull him, but Song Sheng opened it.

"This king wants a dagger, don't you know how to carve?"

Song Sheng: "I won't."

Will and will not do.

What did you do?So let you, little bastard, come back to me and let me commit suicide?

"elder brother."

Qi Yu has grown up, and in some respects, he can be said to be at his fingertips, and a casual word about his brother can make people tired of him.

"Don't make trouble, I'm going to sleep."

"If you don't do it for me, then kiss me." Qi Yu felt that between kissing him and making him a dagger, Song Sheng would definitely choose to make him a dagger.

Then, Song Sheng seemed to be irritated by him, and sat up on the bed, then held Qi Yu's face in his hands, and kissed Qi Yu's face: "Is it alright?"

Qi Yu: "..."

After Qi Yu spent a long time recovering from the realization that he would rather kiss the king than do it for the king, he fell into the idea that he kissed the king just now? !

"you……"

Before he could speak, Song Sheng had already fallen asleep, and it seemed that he was really sleepy.

Qi Yu sighed.

Brushing away the hair on Song Sheng's face with his skill, that sense of powerlessness would come up only at this time.

He kept Song Sheng in the mansion for so many years.

Song Sheng didn't meet Qi Lian again, but why, the feeling that Song Sheng didn't belong to him became stronger and stronger?

It seemed that everything he did was nothing more than an innocent struggle.

Qi Yu lightly kissed Song Sheng's face. The last lingering relationship with Song Sheng in his previous life was like a dream. Every time it appeared in his midnight dreams, he even couldn't bear it several times. After waking up from the dream, when he opened his eyes, he saw Song Sheng laying defenseless beside him.

Qi Yu lay beside Song Sheng, reaching out to hug him in his arms.

Resisting the urge to tear this person apart, he rubbed against Song Sheng's neck and kissed him.

"You are clearly my king's." Qi Yu hugged the person heavily in his arms, and the sense of unreality became stronger and stronger, as if, as soon as he let go, this person would disappear like in his previous life.

the next day.

When Song Sheng opened his eyes, what he saw was Qi Yu's overly beautiful sleeping face. Song Sheng moved back a bit, but Qi Yu immediately caught him back.

And reached out to hug him.

In the past, Qi Yu always woke up earlier than him, but now, it was rare that he woke up earlier than Qi Yu. Seeing the close distance, Song Sheng sat up suddenly.

Get out of bed quickly.

Song Sheng went out for a while, the martial arts test was coming, Song Sheng went out to sign up.

During these eight years, Song Sheng taught He Xiao all the things that a civil servant should do, and silently switched He Xiao and his life.

Anyway, He Xiao will be the queen in the future.

By Qi Yu's side, being a civil servant should be better than being a general outside, gathering less and leaving more can enhance the relationship.

When Song Sheng was applying for the exam, the alarm in his head kept ringing.

Song Sheng was not moved at all.

After filling out the form, Song Sheng solemnly handed in the paper.

Chaos in this country is a matter of time, so it is also a matter of time for him to leave Qi Yu's side.

System: Over the years, it has always been detected that you want to leave Qi Yu, why?

Song Sheng: There is no reason, I just don't want to be with him.

When Song Sheng just came out, at the door, he saw people coming in surrounded by people. After seeing the people clearly, Song Sheng took a step to the side, then bowed his waist and lowered his head to salute, waiting for these people to pass by.

Unexpectedly, those feet stopped in front of him.

Song Sheng pretended not to see, still lowered his head.

Until a voice came from above.

"Head up."

Song Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then straightened up, looked at Qi Lian who hadn't seen him for eight years, and smiled slightly.

The smile is full of alienation and indifference.

"Your Highness."

"Why are you here?"

Qi Lian has grown up a lot, and his whole temperament is very different. Wearing white clothes, he is full of aura.

It has long since lost the gentle and elegant appearance of the original.

The current Qi Lian is also like a sword that has been sharpened, waiting for a time to be unsheathed.

"Return to Your Highness, Caomin is here to apply for the exam."

Qi Lian smiled, "I thought you would take the essay test."

Song Sheng smiled: "Just the ink in Cao Min's stomach, you can't pass the essay test."

"How much ink is in your stomach, how can I not know."

Song Sheng didn't talk, he waited for Qi Lian to stand in front of him for a while and leave before he left.

As he was leaving, he turned his head and looked at Qi Liande's back.

to be frank……

In fact, he prefers the boy who is not blackened, with a smile like a warm wind blowing on his face, and a personable demeanor.

It's beautiful just looking at it.

But now Qi Lian's eyes are full of mist covering them, making you unable to tell whether his smile is real or not, and you can't tell which of his words are true and which are false .

Not long after Song Sheng walked out, he heard the sound of running behind him. Before he had time to dodge, an extra hand appeared on his wrist.

"are you angry?"

Qi Lian's voice came from the left.

Song Sheng raised his head and wanted to pull his hand away from Qi Lian's, but Qi Lian held it very tightly, as if trying to take his arm off.

Song Sheng was not easy to do anything, looked at Qi Lian, and said: "Your Highness, I have to go back."

"Have a meal together, shall we?" Qi Lian said warmly.

"No, I'll..."

"A Sheng, let's have a meal together." Qi Lian restrained himself and hugged this person he had never dared to touch tightly in his arms as people walked forward in the street.

Don't let him go back.

"I'm not going." Song Sheng held Qi Lian's hand with his backhand, and then he slapped Qi Lian's left shoulder with his left hand, which was neither light nor heavy, and opened Qi Lian.

In his eyes, there was a coldness that Qi Lian had never seen before.

"Bold! This is Your Highness!"

Zhuyue came up from behind, Qi Lian wiped the place where Song Sheng hit him, how could his Ah Sheng look at him with such eyes.

"Month by month, take it back."

Qi Lian looked at Song Sheng, obviously speaking to Zhuyue, but Song Sheng felt an inexplicable chill.

Zhuyue hesitated: "Your Highness, the Empress..."

"Take it back, and I will teach him a lesson."

Song Sheng: "..."

Song Sheng was dragged to the First Prince's Mansion almost half-pushed by Qi Lian. The moment Qi Lian closed the door, Song Sheng finally couldn't help it: "Qi Lian!"

"Although I'm angry, I finally stopped being cold to me. A Sheng, long time no see."

Qi Lian pulled Song Sheng's hair and played with it in his hands.

Looking at Song Sheng's eyes, it was like looking at prey that was about to be eaten.

The author has something to say: Emperor: I am the lord of a country.

Song Sheng: I am a commoner.

Emperor: I have three successors.

Song Sheng: Two of them want to sleep with me.

So who is the worst?