Rebirth of the Golden Bastard

In the early morning of a new day, the birdsong outside the window is crisp.

The moment Yingyou woke up, it seemed like she was still in the flames of war.The scorching sun is above the head, and the sound of bloodthirsty fighting is all around.

He frowned and wanted to get up, but the wound on his body was affected, and he couldn't help but groan.

The door was pushed open at the right time, and a person walked in from the outside.The swaying shadow was somewhat blurred in the sunlight, Yingyou narrowed his eyes, mistaking it for some servant.

"What day is it today?" He applied medicine and took medicine for the past few days, and his lethargic time has been longer than before.The doctor said it was to let him sleep more to ensure his recovery, but he only felt that his bones were falling apart.

"What? When I wake up, I don't know what night it is?" The visitor laughed, his voice was bright and pleasant, and he said anxiously, "General Zuo is really lucky."

this sound...

Yingyou supported the edge of the bed and got up, the visitor had already arrived beside him, she stretched out her hand to support him, "Don't move!"

Yingyou said respectfully: "The final general will see the prince."

Now it is not the third prince, but the third prince.

Sikong Yanjin curled his lips, "There are no outsiders here, so how can there be so many courtesy?"

He supported Yingyou to sit up, helped him put a pillow behind him, and sat down on the chair next to him with his robe lifted.

He comes here often these days, since Sikong Shen successfully became the crown prince, he has gradually started not to care about government affairs.People say that once the emperor has a courtier, the other party is the secretive ninth brother. If he is still the same as before, he will inevitably dissatisfy the future emperor, thinking that he still has unreasonable thoughts about the throne.

At this time, it would be fine if the other party didn't take the opportunity to eradicate him and the other princes, so naturally they couldn't continue to mix it up.

But after not going to court, the spare time is free.I used to feel that I was not busy enough, but now I am bored.There is no shortage of family wealth, and I don't worry about everything. I just feel that the time is getting longer and I feel lonely.

So they always run to Yingyou's mansion, which is also idle at home.

Yingyou is now in his thirties, but there is no female family member in his family. The new crown prince once wanted to refer him to the daughter of a high-ranking official, but this person refused.Even Sikong Yanjin couldn't see what this person was thinking.

People say warriors are reckless, but Yingyou and Ninth Prince Si Kongding are doing the opposite. Not only are they not reckless, but they are calm and alert.

Yan Jin helped Yingyou pour a cup of herbal tea, and said beside him: "A few days ago, an old minister mentioned your marriage."

Yingyou took a sip of tea and felt that the burning in her throat was better. She raised her eyes to look at him, "Is there nothing else for them to do? The prince's wedding has not yet been decided, why do you always think about me?"

Yan Jin laughed, "It's not that you have contributed a lot this time. The Ninth Prince does not care about this person's fawning. It is useless for these people to fawn on you. But you are different. You have a bright future. How many officials want to marry their daughters and granddaughters to you?" with you."

As the saying goes, a chicken and a dog ascend to heaven if one attains the Tao, and this is the truth.

Yingyou snorted coldly.He has always hated these unspoken rules in officialdom, so he never made friends with other ministers, and he didn't have many friends in officialdom.But the Ninth Prince has always appreciated him, and the crown prince also trusted him, so nothing happened.

Otherwise, if you were someone else, this attitude would have been excluded long ago.

Seeing that he didn't want to mention it, Yan Jin also changed the subject, "How's the wound?"

"The doctor said that it will be fine after a few more months."

Yan Jin was worried, "This time the injury is too serious, will the old illness remain in the future?"

"Probably not." Yingyou said, raising her eyebrows again, "Why does the lord care so much about the general?"

"Tsk." Yan Jin rolled his eyes, showing an expression of 'you don't know what is good or bad', "You and I are both at home, and there is nothing wrong with you, let's see what's wrong with you? Besides, you are also watching us The brothers grew up..."

At this point, he paused, probably thinking of the fight between the brothers, and there was some embarrassment on his face.

"Who would have thought that in the end the royal father would appoint the ninth younger brother?" Originally, he thought that without the first prince, the throne should fall on his own head.

Yingyou looked at him, "My lord, speak carefully."

Yan Jin smiled, "I have nothing to be afraid of in front of you, just like I don't have to be afraid of anything in front of Uncle Nine Emperors."

Hearing this, Yingyou's face softened a bit, and his eyes softened imperceptibly, "The late emperor had his own intentions."

"Who says it's not." Yan Jin smiled, and said again: "I'm just saying that, it doesn't matter if I sit on the throne or not, if I sit, I'm just a loner. Thinking about it, the ninth brother is more suitable for this Some places."

Yingyou is noncommittal, talking about government affairs is not what their subordinates should do.

"Lao Ba walks gracefully. He looks carefree, but he is more thoughtful than anyone else." Yan Jin poured himself another cup of tea, and took a sip slowly.

Yingyou suddenly said: "When I saw the Eighth Prince in Qingxia City, he seemed to have a very close relationship with that Huaque."

Yan Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the young man who was following behind him and told him with a blushing face that he had a sweetheart, and he would not marry unless "she" in this life.Although it was later confirmed that it was a man, it made people laugh for many days, did they still get together in the end?

Yan Jin suddenly realized why he didn't come back, but because the other party had already made a choice.

Suddenly feel a little envious.

Yingyou looked at Yan Jin holding the teacup and suddenly became dazed, the sunlight outside the room sprinkled a layer of white fringe on his black hair.The man was wearing a lake blue gown, a white wide belt around his waist, and his black hair was simply fixed with a white jade hairpin. He looked much more elegant than what he wore when he was a prince, but it still couldn't stop his innate nobility.

It has to be said that the most noble among the princes is undoubtedly the third prince Sikong Yanjin.Sikong Ming is too high-spirited, looks like a playboy; the eighth prince is too straightforward, not to mention noble, even with a simple air, he looks like some illiterate warrior; the ninth prince is too secretive, gentle and gentle He is mature and introverted. Although he looks like a prince and grandson, he doesn't look like an emperor.

Of course, now that Sikong Shen is the crown prince, those hidden characters have gradually revealed their clues.On weekdays, he is unsmiling, rigorous and majestic, and his momentum is incomparable.

Only Sikong Yanjin has attracted attention since he was a child.He has a handsome appearance, with a glance and a smile, he has the air of a prince, the proud son of heaven, which makes people look sideways and envy him.

……

Yingyou was startled suddenly, looking at the man in front of him who had already grown up, but remembered how he was when he was a child.

When Yingyou was just a major general inheriting the family, Yingyou's aura was far from as strong as it is now, but his outline and personality were already [-]% similar.He always has a cold face on weekdays, and his eyes are sharp when looking at people.

At that time, Zijin was just an ignorant child, grinning with a toothless mouth, leaking air when he smiled.There is a child's innocence on the soft and waxy face, and the eyes are as dark as a newborn deer, which is adorable.

When they met for the first time, Yingyou went to the palace to face Sheng, feeling a little nervous.It was the first time he went to see Emperor Ren, and he was taken by his father. When passing by the garden, he saw Xiao Yanjin chasing a butterfly.

"Catch...catch!"

He yelled, pointed at the butterfly and looked at Youngyou in front of him.Yingyou glanced at Butterfly, but didn't move.

The attendant who followed hurriedly said: "See the third prince!"

Seeing the butterfly brushing past Yingyou's head and flying away, Yan Jin puffed up his cheeks in a moment of anger and said, "You! Bold!"

Yingyou was funny, but she was slapped on the back of the head by her father, and immediately heard her father say: "Third Prince calm down, the old minister asked Yingyou to kneel for an hour, and I will apologize to you."

Youngyou: "..."

……

So the first meeting between the two is definitely not a pleasant one.At least for Young Yoo.

Yan Jin quickly forgot all about it, and when the two met again, Yingyou had taken over the burden of his father and became the youngest general in Yilan. I don't know when I brought that touch of fox-like cunning.

Yingyou doesn't like this arrogant prince, he will punish a courtier because of his anger, he will definitely not be a wise king in the future.At that time, Yingyou had already put such a label on Yan Jin, but who would have thought that the two had contacted many times afterwards.

Suppress the bandits and suppress the troubles caused by the orchid faction in other places.Sikong Yanjin took these tasks and cooperated with Yingyou again and again.

Gradually, General Zuo realized that although this man would lose his temper occasionally, he did not discriminate between right and wrong, good and evil.He does things in an orderly manner, with clear order and quick thinking. Although he always uses his brains a little bit, he is harmless.

"General Zuo?" Yan Jin's voice brought back Yingyou's memory, he was startled, his eyes raised but happened to fall on the pale lips of that person.

Thin lips, he should be a mean and mean person.Yingyou suddenly smiled.

Yan Jin was puzzled, put down his teacup, "What's wrong?"

"My lord, do you remember that time you had a drink with the Ninth Prince?"

Yan Jin frowned, "It's not that you don't have to mention this matter again."

Not for other reasons, but because Yan Jin can't drink, but the Ninth Prince can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.Before the third watch, he was already unconscious.

Yingyou said: "I will send you back at the end."

Yan Jin curled his lips, although Uncle Nine Emperors had mentioned this, but he himself had no memory of it.

"I... nothing happened, did I?"

Yingyou's smile was deeper.fine?How could it be all right.

Under the night, the man's cheeks were terribly hot, and his eyes were as stunning as crystals soaked in water.He carried the man back to the room, and just as he put it on the bed, the man leaned forward with his arms around his neck.

"Beauty..." He was so drunk that he couldn't even see who was in front of him clearly, but he just entangled her.The slender body was tightly pressed against the upper body, and Yingyou reached out to wrap his arms around the other's waist, and the two breaths almost blended together.

Resuscitating under the body clinging to the dawdling body, Yingyou froze, and her breathing couldn't help but become heavy.He doesn't like women, and usually has needs but solves them by himself. At this time, they all drank alcohol, and they felt drunk, but they felt that the person in their arms was soft and had a faint fragrance.

"Third prince..." Yingyou moved her throat, not wanting to admit that she was reluctant to let go, but at the same time grabbed her reason in time.

"You!" Yan Jin narrowed his eyes, lay down on the bed, reached out and unbuttoned the skirt of his jacket, revealing his slender collarbone.The fingers are slender, bringing out a sense of temptation, "The prince allows you to serve... hiccup..."

Yingyou's eyes sank, her palms started to itch, and she couldn't help but caress that delicate skin.

"Um..."

When the heat of his body touched the coldness of Yingyou's palm, Yan Jin shuddered, but let out a comfortable snort.

Soft and powerless, give and take.

Yingyou said hoarsely, "Does the Third Prince know who I am?"

"...Who?" Yan Jin licked his dry lips, but before he finished speaking, someone caught the tip of his tongue.

Voice and breath were all swallowed up, and the entangled kiss was hot and passionate.The silver thread that was too late to swallow slipped down the corner of his lips, and the voice echoed in the quiet room, bringing out a more charming atmosphere.

Yingyou's palm touched Yan Jin's legs, and it slid lightly, the man moaned under him, the soft moan sounded like encouragement and invitation.

The breath is entangled, the kiss bites and licks on the neck.Yan Jin stretched out his arms around Yingyou, the room was full of joy, if someone passed by outside the house, just hearing the sound would make one's knees go weak and they would lose their strength.

……

Reminiscing the brakes in time, Yingyou found that she had fainted.Raising her eyes to look at the person in front of her, Yan Jin felt guilty.

"What's the matter? Did something happen to me?"

If begging for mercy and crying counted, then it would be an embarrassment.Yingyou thought about it in a good mood.

Why don't you marry a wife all the time, but because this point in your heart can't be considered humanely.Why not reveal it, but because the identity gap with this person is too big, I can only guard silently.But now... this person is at home with nothing to do, maybe...

Even the eighth prince dares to choose, how can he be timid as an imposing general after so many years on the battlefield?

"My lord." He heard himself speak with anticipation in his voice, "When the general recovers from his injury, let's go to Jiangnan to have a look."

Sikong Yanjin was taken aback for a moment, joy flashed across his eyes, but his face was indifferent, "That's fine."

He thought that this man would never express his feelings in his life, but now it seems that this is not the case.Yan Jin curled his lips and smiled, the two looked at each other from a distance, but they were calculating each other in their hearts.

In the early summer of the same year, Yingyou was in charge of escorting the third prince to the south, officially bid farewell to the court, and traveled around.