The prince in the cold palace

The night is silent, only the candle flame that is about to burn out on the table is beating slightly.

His gaze was fixed on the boy's peaceful sleeping face, smooth skin, pointed chin, reddish cheeks that still carried the childishness of a boy, small lips and a small nose, long and curved eyelashes, and occasionally moved slightly like a Take a small brush.The boy's breathing was very shallow and heavy, probably because he hadn't slept well for many days, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly curved, as if he had a good dream.

Yin Wuyao felt that he couldn't fall asleep next to the boy, because he couldn't take his eyes off that peaceful sleeping face at all.

Just like a porcelain doll, I can't wait to take care of it with all my own.

It's strange, that kind of mood, that feeling that the heartbeat is stronger than the drums of war, is both strange and curious to him.

I don't know how long I looked at it, but I kept the same posture, not wanting to miss the slightest expression in the boy's dream.

Seeing the long and curved eyelashes twitch suddenly, they opened without warning, and the dark pupils looked at the ceiling in a daze, blinked, and then slowly felt the warm gaze from the side, and turned his head.

Yin Wuyao's body froze.

He leaned sideways, with his slender legs folded together, and supported his chin with one hand, looking at the boy fascinatedly, because he didn't want to miss any of the boy's expressions, even after Zhi Fei woke up, he was still stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself.

But after all, he is an emperor with good self-control. With a light cough, he pretended to be a loving father, evoked a charming smile, and tucked in the quilt for Zhi Fei, "Xiao Qi can't sleep well?"

Zhi Fei stared at him blankly, then shook his head lightly, "...can't sleep anymore."

The candlelight danced livelyly, but the air between the two seemed a little silent. Zhi Fei couldn't help but think of a similar night. Now the time is different, but the people are still the same.

After a while, Yin Wuyao showed an unfathomable expression like a king, and smiled, "I heard that Xiaoqi once said something to Zhizhong Zhiyu in the court hall, which was quite interesting."

"Interesting?" Zhi Fei blinked, not used to waking up from sleep, and vaguely recalled what happened that day. What did he say that would make Yin Wuyao feel "quite interesting"?

Memories are like gurgling springs flowing continuously, until a certain petal falls on the surface of the water lightly and skillfully, and falls by the water.

—' So I'm trying to like him. '

Zhi Fei suddenly lowered his eyes, his lips pursed into a line, trying to ignore the increasingly hot gaze, and even wanted to turn his back on the other party.

But how could such a reaction escape the emperor's eyes, his deep eyes were tightly locked on Zhibao's body, capturing every embarrassing expression on his face, as if he was trying to avoid something, but the child's ears were red.

Yin Wuyao smiled and grasped Zhifei's wrist, the force was not heavy but there was a kind of natural courage, as if those hands that were only slightly rougher than his own had some kind of magical power, once they were held, let alone turning around, they could not even close their eyes Do not look at each other.

Zhi Fei felt that his heart was beating so fast that he couldn't support his breathing.

Yin Wuyao moved closer slowly and cautiously, until the tip of his nose was about to touch the tip of the boy's nose, and the warm breath rushed towards his face.

Hearing the other party's narrow smile, Zhi Fei seemed to understand and was satisfied.

"It doesn't matter, I will wait, as long as Xiaoqi is willing to change his mind, he will wait as long as he wants." The emperor has never spoken in such a gentle and calm tone, as if solemnly giving the softest thing deep in his heart to the other party.

Although so gentle, there is no hint of humility at all, but instead gives people a feeling of confidence and calmness.

It cannot be rejected by others, but it can make people fall into it automatically, intoxicated by his ruthless and passionate eyes, and once infected with affection, those eyes are the most beautiful in the world, which is indescribable.

Zhi Fei twitched his lips, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say anything when he was looking into his eyes so affectionately.

If it was half a year ago, he would still feel that such eyes were strange, and this kind of emotion confused him. Although he did not reject the man's previous emotions, father and son... still made him feel a little at a loss.

But when he looked at the face that looked very similar to Zhou Yu, his mood didn't fluctuate at all, and he even suspected that he was just forcing some kind of nostalgia on Zhiyu. He had already forgotten the distant era, and he was no longer The former village is gone.

Whether it's Zhibao in Lenggong or Zifei in Batianzhai, they seem to have long been used to the existence of this man around him, from being a stranger to being deeply rooted in love.

He saw with his own eyes that a man let go of the dignity of an emperor, and even his possessiveness for him, but in the end, he let go of himself.

For the sake of love, he chooses to respect his own wishes, and would rather let go, turn around and leave.

For himself, letting go is a very natural and in line with his personality, but for Yin Wuyao who gets what he asks, letting go is a word he never thought of.

Seeing this, what else can he say, this man, whether he loves it or not, can no longer be measured by love alone, he and himself are like an existence that cannot be lost.

If he came to this world, he just wanted to live well and set life as his goal, then after meeting Yin Wuyao and getting to know him truly, his goal became complicated.

Want to do something for him, want to stand by his side, even want to return his feelings.

There is still a lot of time, and one day I will fall in love completely. Yin Wuyao is sure of this, so he shows a wicked smile so unscrupulously, bewitching people's hearts.

Then, Zhi Fei was entangled in a gentle and domineering kiss, which disturbed his breathing and stirred his lips and tongue.

"Uh... You, you said you would wait... Woo!" Zhi Fei tried his best to blink his eyes that were getting foggy, and Yin Wuyao's handsome face, which had been magnified several times, made him feel a little dazed and unreal.

Yin Wuyao laughed in a low voice, his magnetic and sexy voice made Zhibao's cheeks turn redder, "Xiaoqi should at least give me some sweetness, I will wait, but I won't just do nothing..."

Kissing down along the red and swollen lips that were bitten, leaving red and heart-pounding marks on the young man's fair neck and chest, Yin Wuyao tried his best to tease the young man who had just tasted love, from time to time He raised his head to observe Zhi Fei's little face gradually stained with lust.

"Woo..." Zhi Fei raised his body abruptly, his sensitive body trembling slightly when Yin Wuyao held the fragile thing with his hand, his rosy cheeks were lovely, Yin Wuyao watched With this seductive expression, he couldn't help speeding up his movements.

"No..." Hearing the young man's voice almost begging for help, the man's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and kissed her.

The lingering and passionate long kiss ended, and the boy also vented out. He let the man hold his body limply, his body was still trembling slightly, and his skin was also dyed a faint pink.

Even though he really wanted to press Zhifei under his body like this, Yin Wuyao still held back. Pushing an inch often leads to the opposite effect, so he just wiped the mucus on his hands casually, and gently kissed the corners of Zhifei's eyes, perhaps Overworked, Zhi Fei fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, Yin Wuyao was no longer by his side.

A look of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and then he slowly propped up his body, even weaker than imagined, after all, it was the first time this body did such a thing.

Thinking of Yin Wuyao's low and seductive smile, his heart couldn't stop beating fast.

Mu Ao, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, knocked on the door, then walked in, "Your Highness..."

As he spoke, he approached the bed, and saw the fair skin with red marks under the slightly messy skirt.

"What's the matter?" Zhi Fei blinked, and the momentary stupefaction on Mu Ao's face just now fell into Zhi Fei's eyes. After not seeing him for half a year, Mu Ao seemed to have grown taller, and his appearance was more like that of a young general. The handsome, slightly pale lips may be the result of not sleeping well last night, but he always feels that they are no longer as close as they were when they were young.

"Your Majesty is in the Chaoyun Palace, and I told you to go there when Your Majesty wakes up." As he said that, Mu Ao reached out to help him tidy his clothes like he did when he was a child, but Zhi Fei lowered his head and started to do it himself.

It was like the silent rejection, the soreness in my heart, the scars left by the youthful spirit were uncovered again, the faint pain, the pain was so painful that I could hardly breathe.

Mu Ao watched in a daze as Zhi Fei put on his clothes. His slender fingers were well-shaped, with well-defined joints. They seemed to be able to move people's hearts when they moved, and people couldn't take their eyes off them.

This is what he has watched and cared for since he was a child.

If he hadn't been easily provoked by the emperor, wouldn't everything have happened today?

But without higher martial arts, how can he protect him from that unpredictable man, and how can he give him a stable life?

In the end, whatever he did was wrong.

Mu Ao closed his eyes in grief.

"Mu Ao? Are you tired? Let's go to rest early, I can go there by myself." Zhi Fei patted Mu Ao's shoulder, feeling the momentary stiffness of the other party's body, thinking that Mu Ao hadn't rested well, and then said to Mu Ao He smiled mildly.

Mu Ao evoked a wry smile and nodded slowly.

Looking at Zhi Fei's leaving back, he only felt that maybe he would never see him again.

Zhi Fei came to Chaoyun Palace, there were only two people inside.

The high-ranking emperor with an indifferent expression, and Zhiqin with a playful smile and evil eyes.

After seeing Zhi Fei, Zhi Qin's smile became even brighter. He raised his head and said to the emperor, "Father, my son suddenly changed his mind."

"Oh?" Yin Wuyao raised his eyebrows, but his eyes darkened as he watched Zhi Fei who had not pulled up his collar properly and exposed the mark on his neck.

Zhi Qin thought about it seriously, "Becoming an emperor is indeed my minister's ambition, but my minister will not give something for nothing."

This sentence is simply a challenge to the authority of the emperor, even Zhifei has never said it in this tone, Zhifei was stunned, and then slowly sat down.

Yin Wuyao's face instantly became ugly.

Just when Zhifei still couldn't figure out what happened between the two of them and was distressed, he only heard Yin Wuyao's slightly deep voice saying, "Say, what are the conditions?"

Zhi Qin's eyes were shining brightly, and he smiled seductively at Zhi Fei beside him, "I want Zhi Fei to agree to one condition."

"No!" The emperor retorted immediately, with a tone that could not be questioned.

After listening to Zhi Fei for a long time, he managed to figure it out, probably the emperor also discussed with the second brother about abdication, but the result was similar to what he had discussed at that time, and the second brother refused to accept it.

Knowing that the emperor is thinking about his own body, he wants to find a solution to the two souls as soon as possible, so he is anxious to abdicate, or maybe he is tired of the power game, but Zhifei is still very happy to see Yin Wuyao who protects himself. The serious and serious expression swept away the usual lazy and gorgeous impression.

So Zhi Fei smiled lightly, "Brother Huang, why not tell me."

"Xiaoqi..." Once the emperor speaks in a majestic tone, no one can defy him.

But I don't know why, in just half a year, not only Xiaoqi is not afraid of him, but even that kid Zhiqin dares to negotiate terms with him?

Yin Wuyao smiled coldly, but couldn't help being stunned when he saw Xiao Qi's confident smile.

"It's okay, let's see if I can accept it." Zhi Fei said lightly.

Zhi Qin also pursed his lips, and said in an extremely confusing voice, "It's very simple, Xiao Qi will definitely be able to do it, that is - write letters often, and write down all your travel experiences."

It is no longer known whether this is to grasp the whereabouts of the two or simply deliberate revenge, Yin Wuyao's face is getting colder and colder.

Unexpectedly, Zhi Fei nodded and agreed without even thinking about it, "Okay, I promise you."

Zhi Qin smiled happily.

When drinking tea in Chiju Palace that day, Zhifei had already heard about the tortuous life experience of the second brother.Because his mother and concubine's status is not high, they don't have enough ability to protect him. When he was born, he looked like a fairy boy, which made the emperor pay more attention to him. However, if it wasn't for the first sentence after learning to speak What he said to Yin Wuyao was "Father save me", maybe the emperor didn't intend to keep him.

Whether it is using child molestation to give him a foothold in the palace, or using harsh methods to exercise his skills, in many places where the law is not clear, Zhiqin may be living a worse life than himself .

Over the years, Zhiqin has meticulously "served the emperor with sex", and even played the part of the neglected prince.

In some respects, Zhiqin is similar to Zhifei, but Zhifei feels that Zhiqin is more like Yin Wuyao.

As expected of a father and son, their patience is astonishing.

Apart from these, Zhi Fei still feels that the second brother is a monster from the bottom of his heart.

Three months later, the world was at peace, and Yin Wuyao abdicated on the grounds that he had a serious illness, and the throne was handed over to the second prince, Yin Zhiqin.

And the whereabouts of the missing prince is still missing.

Half a year later, in an inn in Qu County, Jiangzuo.

While the lights were flickering, the young man spread out a blank sheet of paper, grabbed a Langhao pen and hurriedly wrote on the paper, a tall and handsome man with a charming smile pushed the door open, holding a few plates of snacks in his hand.

After the man entered, he put the snacks on the table, turned on the wick, looked down at the densely packed words on the paper, frowned slightly, and said, "What are you writing?"

"Believe it, I agreed with Second Emperor Brother at the beginning." The young man wrote without raising his head, concentrating on writing.

The man is not reconciled, even a letter can't make Xiaoqi snub him.

So he bent down, stretched out his hand, and embraced the boy's slender body from behind. Feeling the boy's body stiffen, he buried his head in the boy's neck with satisfaction.

The warm breath was sprayed on the sensitive skin, and he was satisfied to hear the inaudible and suppressed moan from the boy's throat. He turned the boy's head around, kissed those two attractive lips, licked and tasted .

"Hmm!..." The boy finally dropped the brush feebly and leaned against the man.

The strong arms led the young man to the bed, and soon, two overlapping figures were seen on the bed, and the man lying on top smiled charmingly, and put down the curtain smoothly.

The breeze blew in, lifting a corner of the paper on the table.

The man's deep smile was full of magnetism and sensuality, which made the boy deeply fascinated by it.