Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

In a place like the imperial palace, where the emperor is respected in everything, a prince who is not favored can often only live a little better than a concubine in the cold palace.

And the fifth prince, Xiao Yi, is an exception among all the unfavored princes.

Obviously his biological mother was the most sacred Concubine Rong in the palace, but from the moment he was born, he never enjoyed any warmth.

There are only two remote palaces under the care of two nuns, that is the place where he, the imperial concubine and his son spent their childhood.

"At first I thought that the old man was just like me, too possessive of the people or things he liked," Xiao Yi said to himself about the past that no one in the palace dared to mention, Xiao Yi stared straight into Shen Pei's eyes, She seemed to want to see every reaction of the other party clearly, "But later I found out that my biological mother was actually snatched by him with power..."

"My wife."

No matter in which dynasty the king seizes the minister's wife, it is a scandal enough to disdain the common people and be condemned by historians.

Not to mention that the legendary concubine Rong Gui who was as cold as ice but could still spoil the sixth palace, was found to be two months pregnant just after entering the palace for two months.

With such a delicate timing and such an intriguing coincidence, Xiao Yi's birth in the Chen Dynasty, which had no DNA testing technology, naturally carried a kind of original sin.

Fortunately, there is no solid scientific basis for the ancient method of blood-dropping to recognize relatives. As long as the clear water containing the blood has not been tampered with, the blood of any living person can be coagulated into one.

Because of this, the baby who was almost "disposed" as palace secrets finally survived on the so-called evidence.

Unexpectedly, most emperors from ancient times to the present are suspicious. Even with blood as a guarantee, the one who was sitting on the dragon chair at that time was tired of this newborn son.

——Like a living green hat that can walk and jump, as long as he sees the other party, he will think of the past of his beloved woman.

Under the deliberate indifference and suppression of the superiors, Xiao Yi, who was wearing the title of prince on the bright face, actually lived worse than the most ordinary servant in the palace.

Whether it's the other princes or princesses, the elders or the young ones, or the decent palace servants who can talk a little in front of the imperial court, everyone can go to the "Fifth Prince" to vent their anger when they are in a bad mood.

No matter what they say, this is the acquiescence from His Majesty, as long as Xiao Yi is kept alive, no matter what they do, the people around them will turn a blind eye.

Maybe it's because the horoscope is too strong, and maybe it's because his life is undeserving. In such an environment full of malicious oppression, Xiao Yi still lived to be six years old.

His facial features, which were originally somewhat childish, gradually opened up. His face had almost no resemblance to that of the late emperor. Instead, he looked very much like the ever-favored Concubine Rong Gui.

It was at this time that the rumor that "the fifth prince is not His Majesty's own" gradually spread in the palace, and the always nagging Qin Tianjian even put a label on Xiao Yi as "killing relatives".

With so many crises stacked up, almost everyone believed that the fifth prince Xiao Yi, who had encountered several dead ends one after another, would never wait for his seven-year-old spring.

Until Concubine Rong, who was always proud, pleaded for mercy in person.

Before Xiao Yi was about to be secretly executed, this world-weary and indifferent imperial concubine finally remembered that she had a son.

But this is not a good thing for Xiao Yi.

Without guilt, and without love, the noble concubine Rong would save this son only because of his appearance and the prophecy of Qin Tianjian——

She suspects that Xiao Yi is the flesh and blood of herself and her deceased husband, and she really wants to see the other party slaying the enemy one day.

If it is wrong, father and son cannibalism is also a drama to relieve anger.

Concubine Rong has long lost her mind after years of being trapped in a deep palace where she could not even commit suicide. Whenever she felt that Xiao Yi behaved like her deceased husband, she would speak softly, like a mother;

But if she saw some traits in Xiao Yi who were more like the late emperor, she would suddenly change her face and beat, scold and punish him hysterically.

Is this life better than before?

The young Xiao Yi couldn't speak.

Even though one could eat enough and wear warm clothes every day, the air in Yong'an Palace was extremely dull, as if one could be overwhelmed when one opened one's eyes.

What made him even more unbearable was that whenever the popular eunuch choked his throat to call for bedtime, the "mother" would stuff herself into a small cabinet in the palace's bedroom and pour some nasty soup to keep him awake. wide awake.

"Remember, remember these, the humiliation that Song Lang and I have suffered, you will have to get back from him a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times in the future."

Mature and precocious, instinctively, Xiao Yi began to feel disgusted by those white and intertwined pieces of meat.

But he knew he had to be patient.

Because in this deep palace that eats people but doesn't spit out bones, the only one who can keep him alive is Concubine Rong.

He needs to get stronger if he wants to save himself.

Strong enough to sit on that cold dragon chair.

So, on the day when Rong Guifei passed away and the old emperor went crazy and wanted to send her to be buried with her, Xiao Yi casually picked up the vase in the palace and killed the other party's life expressionlessly.

"...Actually, I know very well who my father is. After all, only the Xiao family can have such crazy blood flowing in their bodies." The blood in his eyes gradually deepened, and Xiao Yi moved his hand to Shen Pei's neck little by little, " But in order to trick that woman into cooperating, I can only secretly search for information about that 'Song Lang', and pretend to be beautiful in front of her."

As if remembering something happy, he suddenly smiled and said, "Did you know? That woman killed almost all the children in the palace in the end, but he still pretended to be deaf and dumb and ignored them."

"Those ministers who kept their mouths shut about the principles of ethics regarded the blood as greater than the sky, arguing and arguing, and pushed me, the executioner who handed down the sword and killed my father, to the dragon chair."

"Pity those princes and concubines who used to insult me ​​in different ways. They fought to the death and fought to the death, but in the end they were taken advantage of by an 'outsider'."

"If there are ghosts in this world, will they be like the late emperor, dying with unsatisfactory eyes, and finally being so angry that their graves collapsed?"

The torrential rain was pouring, and the wind was blowing. As the lights in the hall exploded, the black-haired young man who had been cooperating so well suddenly trembled.

The thin lips hooked slightly, and Xiao Yi's fingertips on the young man's neck tightened slightly: "Afraid?"

"No," honestly shaking his head, the black-haired young man sneezed softly, "It's just so cold."

——The man who eats less food and sleeps lightly all the year round is already depleted of energy and blood, and his physique is cold, but now after the heavy rain in autumn night, it becomes even colder like ice.

With intertwined breaths and the extremely close distance, Shen Pei's originally dry pajamas were also soaked by the water droplets from the other party's hair.

The most terrible thing is that his neck is really sore from keeping his head up all the time.

"In short, the dragon's body is the most important thing, Your Majesty should change his clothes first?" Shen Pei carefully pushed away the big hand that was so cold that his hair stood on end, and leaned slightly, pulling up the other's drenched robe.

Letting the young man's slender and white fingers move around on his body, Xiao Yi, who was stripped down to only one piece of pajamas, lowered his eyes and listened to the other party's chanting without saying a word: "The quilt and concubine have been warmed up, but your majesty just said If it’s been too long, I’m afraid it’s going to get cold right now.”

"Oh?" Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is the empress blaming me?"

"No," he stopped in time to change his words, Shen Pei wrapped Xiao Yi in a quilt, and then took out a lady Tang wrapped in flannelette from the end of the bed and stuffed it into the other's arms, "The concubine is only concerned about His Majesty."

Looking at the fruits of his labor with satisfaction, he pulled out another blanket and put it on himself: "Okay, isn't Your Majesty going to tell a story? Now we can continue."

continue?

Looking down at his chubby, unintimidating zongzi, Xiao Yi stretched out his long arms, lifted off the opponent's blanket, and dragged him into his arms: "Shen Pei, you are really brave. "

"How could it be? The concubine is obviously very timid," Shen Pei hurriedly reached for the brocade quilt that was dropped by the man, and Shen Pei wrapped each other tightly again, "What does your majesty want to say, the concubine just listen to it."

Looking at the young man who almost had the word "perfunctory" written on his face, Xiao Yi, who was said to be ferocious and cruel, who could stop a child from crying, suddenly felt a burst of frustration.

So what if he told about the blood that stained half of the palace red on the day he ascended the throne?In Shen Pei's eyes, it was not even more threatening than a quilt that had lost its warmth.

The thin lips were slightly itchy from the top of the hair swaying back and forth, Xiao Yi held the restless young man in his arms, and just happened to catch a glimpse of the exposed shoulders and neck from the corner of his eye.

Because of the tossing just now, the neckline of the youth's pajamas was slightly parted, revealing a small piece of smooth and flawless skin inadvertently.

Different from the ugly, lifeless white in his memory, the young man's flesh is like a puddle of freshly warmed milk, and also like a piece of suet jade with excellent texture. Although it looks like snow, it still has spring buds. As fresh and fresh as life.

He clearly believed that it would be disgusting to think about such things as frankly waiting for a skin-to-skin date, but at this moment, Xiao Yi really wanted to try, what would Shen Pei's skin and flesh hidden under his dress feel like.

In the next second, the young man with the cold back of his neck shuddered violently.

"Your Majesty?" Like a cold snake moving forward from the back of his neck and slowly moving down along the collar, the black-haired young man turned his head back slightly stiffly, feeling like a piece of meat on a chopping board in a trance.

The pajamas without buttons did not have any blocking effect at all. As soon as the young man finished speaking, the only tie around his waist was gently opened by the man with his fingers.

Shen Langlang with his fragrant shoulders half exposed: [Fuck, fuck, is the young master going to eat meat? 】

0049, who hid in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness early, did not respond.

Completely unaware of why someone who seemed to be incompetent suddenly became "interested", Shen Pei pondered about various postures secretly, but finally found that the other party had no intention of sleeping with him at all.

Hugging the person and laying on the bed, Xiao Yi followed the young man's bare back, as if he was playing with a piece of fine jade...

But only there.

At the beginning, Shen Pei was quietly expecting what would happen, but later, he couldn't get over the drowsiness and simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The candle was flickering, Xuxu clasped the other's ears with his palms to block the disturbing rain outside the hall, the emperor with thin lips slightly pursed opened a pair of red eyes, staring at the young man over and over all night.

The author has something to say: Pei Pei: Look, look, I'm going to bed first.

Xiao Yi: ...a strange person.

Well, what happened can't be changed, and Xiao Yi who made the choice doesn't need to be comforted. Pei Pei's downplaying attitude can make him feel more relaxed.

Comparing hearts every day, okay?