Contract to marry a male concubine

After dinner, Rong You sat on the couch beside him and flipped through the Rong Mansion's one-month expense account book.But He Lianzhen stayed behind, sitting opposite Rong You and asked his servants to read the gift list from Dali Temple.

In order to find out the whereabouts of Hua Chang, the expenditure in Rong's mansion was much higher than before. Rong You frowned, thinking how to save some money in other areas, and didn't care about the content of the gift list, but from time to time he could hear jade bracelets, gold hairpin.

After reading the long list of gifts, Rong You was still looking at the account book, He Lianzhen waved his hand to make the waiters retreat, leaving behind their confidantes.Rong You glanced up when the servants left, and then took off the earrings.

Because there are no ear holes, the special earrings must be fixed firmly. After the earrings are taken off, a red mark is left on the pink earlobe.

"Does it hurt?"

Hearing He Lianzhen's voice suddenly, Rong You looked up, seeing He Lianzhen's gaze was looking at his earlobe, Rong You touched it subconsciously, and shook his head.

"It was a little uncomfortable to wear at first, but I didn't feel it when I got used to it."

After answering, He Lianzhen didn't speak, and Rong You didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to look at the account book.

After half an hour, Rong You finished reading the ledger and felt his eyes a little sore.

Rong You yelled Cuiyun as usual, ready to go to bed, but when he stood up, he found that He Lianzhen was still there.

"Sleep here with you tonight." He Lianzhen and Rong You have shared the bed awkwardly from the beginning, and now they don't feel awkward anymore.

According to the custom, Rong You sleeps inside, and He Lianzhen sleeps outside. Regarding the matter of the two sleeping together, Rong You wants to make He Lianzhen and Xiu'er, and it would be embarrassing to sleep with his younger brother.

He Lianzhen, who had no idea that he was being regarded as a younger brother, was still sleeping domineeringly at this time, and Rong You was squeezed in again, but now that he and He Lianzhen were familiar, it didn't matter, and he just squeezed back. Suddenly, He Lianzhen was pushed out of the bed.

I only heard "gudong" He Lianzhen fell to the ground.

Rong You immediately turned over and pretended to be asleep. He heard He Lianzhen stand up from the ground, pat the dust off his body, and then went back to sleep.

Suppressing a smile, Rong You taught himself a lesson in his heart, but it was funny to think of him squeezing the dignified prince off the bed.

"Laugh if you want to laugh, it's not good to hold back."

Hearing He Lianzhen's voice, the smile on Rong You's face immediately froze.

"How dare you do it and dare not be it?" He Lianzhen looked at the top of Rong You's head that was huddled under the quilt.

After being silent for a while, Rong You turned around and apologized sincerely.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to."

"Go to sleep." He Lianzhen moved to the side of the bed, afraid that he would squeeze Rong You after falling asleep.

Rong You hummed, and the drowsiness gradually hit his eyes with his eyes closed.

Early the next morning.

"Master, did you beat the lord?" Rong You just called Cuiyun over after waking up, and was asked by Cuiyun.

"Hit him, your young master, do I dare? What are you thinking?" Cuiyun said without paying attention, gargling water in his mouth.

"Sigh. Sister Cuiyun saw a scar on the back of the prince's hand this morning. It wasn't there yesterday, so we thought it was the young master." Bi Lan came in with hot water to wash Rong You's face, just in time to hear the conversation between the two .

Hearing this, Rong You sprayed out the water from gargling mouth, maybe it was done when he pushed He Lianzhen out of bed yesterday.

"Cuiyun, go find the golden sore medicine that Wuyou gave me, and I'll give it to Helianzhen when he comes back."

"So it was really you, young master?" Cuiyun thought to himself that the young master is so powerful that even a prince would do it.

[The author has something to say: Happy Valentine's Day! 】