Emperor Nagasawa [Rebirth]

The night is cold as water.

Jiang Su returned to the palace, waved away the servant who was hesitant to speak, only to find that there was a person lying on his bed.

He stood there for a while, quietly watching the young man with his long black hair lying sprawled on his bed.The thin quilt only covered his two legs, and the undershirt was rolled up, revealing a large waistline.In the dazed light, Jiang Su's mouth became parched for no reason.

In a daze, Jiang Su recalled the kiss that had left him in a daze for a long time.

Even though he has been using Jiang Ze's pranks to hypnotize himself these days, he still cannot deny that unconsciously, something is secretly growing in his heart and fermenting slowly.

He froze for another moment.

Reason told him that he should get away and sleep in the room next door that was prepared for Jiang Ze but was rarely used.But he still sat on the side of the bed after all, trying to pull down the boy's underwear to cover his stomach, and tucked him into a thin quilt.

He has been doing this kind of thing for many years—after he rescued Jiang Ze who was almost drowning, they often slept together, and since then his nights have always been restless—he always wakes up several times, because The helpless child next to him covered the kicked-off quilt.

Until the child became a teenager, and this bad habit intensified.

There was a bit of warmth caused by memories in Jiang Su's eyes.But just as his fingertips touched the boy's warm skin, he retracted suddenly as if he had been scalded.

——For some reason, at that moment, he felt that his fingertips were almost numb, so that he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Jiang Su took a deep breath.

This is not right, this is so wrong.

Jiang Su calmed down his heartbeat, and when he lowered his head again, he met Jiang Ze's slowly opening eyes.

Empress Xian was once known as the number one beauty in the Jiang country, so her children were naturally not bad.In fact, Jiang Ze looked seventy percent like his mother, with a face like a peach blossom, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a small straight nose... It's just that his outline was more heroic, so that he wouldn't be mistaken for a woman by others.

Jiang Su has been looking at his appearance for more than ten years, but he has never had the throbbing of today...

Jiang Ze sat up.Following his movements, the underwear finally fell back, looked at covering his lower abdomen, and rubbed his sleepy eyes ignorantly: "Brother, you are back..." Maybe it was a little hot from sleep, he While muttering these words, he lifted the quilt, revealing two smooth long legs with pink in the white, swaying slightly.

Jiang Su turned his eyes away.

He responded vaguely, and when he put his eyes on Jiang Ze again, he had already sorted out all his expressions, as calm as ever.He covered the boy with the quilt again, and said lightly, "No kicking the quilt."

The autumn night in Jiang country has started to get cold, even though the young man is in good health, there is no guarantee that the wind and cold will invade.

Jiang Ze wrapped himself up obediently, and stared at Jiang Su with wet eyes like a puppy.

Since that year, they have never been separated for such a long time.

From Jiang Feng announcing his death, Jiang Su locked himself in the palace to prevent anyone from entering, until he finally came out, but he left the palace for several days after meeting Jiang Ze.They had never been apart for such a long time.

Of course, this is only for Jiang Su.God knows what kind of perseverance Jiang Ze will use to curb the tyranny that is constantly growing in his heart: In fact, Jiang Ze has planned to lead his troops into Jiang Su's secret villa countless times in the past few days, and capture him back and imprison him in the palace—to break him. His wings made him inseparable from himself for the rest of his life!

But Jiang Ze didn't do that.

The 30 years of his career as an emperor had sharpened him into another person.After all, he is not the naive and stupid man he was back then.He was patient enough to lure Jiang Su back again.

So he looked at Jiang Su quietly, just like following him quietly all these years.He didn't ask why Jiang Su wasn't in the palace these few days, or where he went, but just stared at Jiang Su with infinite innocence and gentleness.

Jiang Su couldn't help covering Jiang Ze's eyes with his palm.

Compared with Jiang Ze, his hands are a circle bigger, completely covering his entire small face.His palms were covered with calluses from years of sword practice, probably because of Jiang Ze's trembling long eyelashes, which gave him an inexplicable itchiness.He frowned, but still said in a calm voice: "Tomorrow we have to go to bed early, go to bed early."

Jiang Ze let out an "oh" in disappointment.

He lay back, reached out and grabbed Jiang Su's wrist, and smiled softly: "I got it... I'm sure I can see my brother tomorrow, right?"

Jiang Su didn't answer, and said after a while, "Go to sleep." His voice was gentle, as if he was sighing.

The boy finally fell asleep again.

Jiang Su tried to pull his hand out of his hand, but the young man held it so tightly that Jiang Su felt as if he would wake up when he moved.Jiang Su gave up this plan and lay down next to the young man in his clothes.

He had something on his mind and couldn't sleep at all.He only narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Jiang Ze's sleeping face, those sharp questions that he had ignored once again surfaced in his mind.

——Which brother always sleeps on the same bed when they grow up, so sticky that others will think they are newlyweds?

not to mention……

Jiang Su closed his eyes.

They are not brothers.

In the early morning of the next day, the prime ministers decided on the water control plan.This plan was proposed by Prime Minister Zuo, and it was naturally implemented by Prime Minister Zuo in the end.The right faction seems to be actively participating, but in fact it is not tempted.

Jiang Ze didn't ask for details, and happily ended the morning court.

Then go straight to Jiang Su's courtyard.

When he arrived, Jiang Su was painting.

Jiang Su's painting skills are not outstanding, so now he is not very good at painting.But anyone can see that Jiang Su's strokes may have exhausted all his mind.Because the delicate woman admiring the flowers in the painting is Jiang Su's mother who died young.

After he finished drawing, he stared blankly for a moment.When he came back to his senses, he found that his fingertips touched the person in the painting, which not only stained the ink, but also ruined the painting.

Someone beside him held his hand and wiped his fingertips clean.

Jiang Su's heart moved slightly.He heard Jiang Ze's expectant voice: "When will my brother draw one for me?"

He came back to his senses, smiled slightly, as if coaxing a child: "I will draw for you later."

In the long time of growing up, although Jiang Su can be regarded as very good, but compared to Jiang Ze, he is nothing.They were learning to paint at the same time, and when Jiang Ze copied the paintings of famous masters enough to make them look like real ones, Jiang Su was only appraised as being eye-catching.

When Xu Shi heard the word "later", Jiang Ze's eyes dimmed.He glanced at the gentle woman in the painting, squinted his eyes and smiled again: "Okay, that's the deal!"

After finishing this sentence, he added with a smile, "As a gift in return, I will also make a copy for my brother." Many people in his previous life knew that Jiang Dize's painting skills are rare in the world.He only painted one person in his life, but that person is no longer in this world.

Even if Jiang Su knew nothing about it.

Just laugh without saying a word.

At this time, the servant served breakfast, and Jiang Ze pulled Jiang Su to sit down.

He drank the smooth and sticky rice porridge, and looked at Jiang Su, who was eating porridge very calmly and gracefully, and felt as if his whole body had been rolled on cotton.

Of course, Jiang Su felt the inexplicably happy mood of the young man beside him. Thinking that they had only met a few times in the past month or so, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

After finishing his breakfast, Jiang Ze raised his chin and asked, "Brother, won't you go out today?"

Jiang Su shook his head: "I won't go."

There was a smile on Jiang Ze's face again: "My brother will take me with him when he leaves the palace, okay?"

Jiang Su heard that he couldn't help laughing: "Ah Ze, you are already the emperor of the Jiang Kingdom."

When he said these words, his face was still calm and calm.He seemed to have completely let go of the resentment and grudges in his heart, as if the person who walked out of the temple that day was not him who was full of alienation and defense.

"I've heard about what you've been doing in the court these days." He paused for a moment, then withdrew his smile, and stared at Jiang Ze with seriousness in his eyes, "Nonsense."

Hearing the word "nonsense", Jiang Ze felt his heart being scratched a few times by a tender little paw.He wished he could mess up a little more, so that he could hear such solemn and pampering words from Jiang Su's mouth every day.

Jiang Ze held his reddish face and stared at the person in front of him with bright eyes.

Jiang Su paused.

Looking at Jiang Ze's appearance, for some reason, he felt an inexplicable coldness attacking his whole body, which was indescribably subtle and strange.

Before he understood what it was like, he heard the boy's slightly low and hoarse voice say: "If my brother doesn't want me to mess around anymore, he can accompany me to court every day and look at me... okay?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Idiot Jiang Ze: Looking at my brother's face every day, I can eat several more bowls of rice!

Xinsai·Jiang Su: ... I can obviously rely on my talent to make a living, but in the end why do I rely on my face? !Come on, the author, I will definitely not beat you to death!