with son

<The timeline is when the eldest brother just recovered his memory, that is, three months before he met Jiang Yuxing and the others>

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It was dark outside the window, and the rain poured down on the eaves.

Jiang Fenglin suddenly woke up from his dream, leaning on the bedside panting heavily, his forehead covered in cold sweat.Some of the past that has surfaced intermittently over the past few days, amidst the thunder on this rainy night, surged out like a tide...

The courtyard with blue tiles and white walls in Dayanjiang Mansion, the bald and bald sycamore trees in the courtyard, the father and son competing under the tree...

Dad, Ayu...

Jiang Fenglin held on to the quilt tightly, his chest heaved and fell, and he didn't recover for a long time.

"Boom" thunder, and the wind and rain outside the house became stronger.

Jiang Fenglin raised his eyes to look at the window, saw that the furnishings in the room were a little strange, he was taken aback before he remembered that he was in an inn.

In order to avoid Prince Duan, he has not returned to the palace for two days.

The palace... the absurdity of that night couldn't stop pouring into my mind---the strong smell of alcohol lingering in my throat, the clothes torn on the floor, the sticky panting between the bed curtains...

Confused!Jiang Fenglin covered his eyes with one hand and sighed, he is drunk, why are you... confused!

That night, when he was about to fall asleep, he heard a noise outside the door, which seemed to be Xu Er from the mansion.

"My lord," Xu Er supported the wobbly King Duan, lest he accidentally fall, "Slow down..."

Duan Wang knocked on the door drunkenly, "A Jian..."

As soon as Jiang Fenglin opened the door, he saw Duan Wang throwing himself on him as if he had no strength, reeking of alcohol.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Fenglin frowned, "Why do you drink so much wine?"

Xu Er blurted out: "My lord is going to drink flower wine." Then he ran to Mr. Chang Shi as soon as he returned to the mansion, and he ran very fast.

Jiang Fenglin: "..."

Jiang Fenglin silently pushed away the people on his body, "Then go drink hangover soup." What are you doing here?

But after pawing several times, Duan Wang hugged him even tighter, and muttered: "Achai, I have a headache..."

Jiang Fenglin had no choice but to say to Xu Er: "Go to the kitchen and ask for a bowl of hangover soup."

Before Xu Er could speak, King Duan said, "I'm not drunk, I won't drink."

Xu Er nodded and said, "That's what drunk people say."

Duan Wang turned his head and stared at him, and said viciously: "Then you go and drink!"

Xu Er: "..." I didn't drink any alcohol.

"Achai," Duan Wang rubbed the river wind against his neck, "I don't drink it, it's not good."

Jiang Fenglin couldn't persuade him, and seeing that it was getting late, he asked Xu Erxian to go back to sleep.

He helped Wang Duan to walk towards the bed, trying to put him on the bed, but was hugged by Wang Duan, and rushed into his arms unexpectedly.

"My lord," Jiang Fenglin struggled, but did not break away, so he had to say, "Let go first."

As if he didn't hear it, King Duan raised his hand to touch his gentle eyebrows and eyes, a smile appeared on his lips, and then suddenly leaned forward and kissed him.

Jiang Fenglin froze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he pushed him away violently.

Duan Wang chuckled, looked at him and said, "You are blushing."

Jiang Fenglin was a little at a loss, he broke away from him and wanted to get out of bed, "You...you're drunk."

But Wang Duan suddenly turned over and pressed him under him, "I'm not drunk."

Jiang Fenglin only thought that he was drunk, just like Xu Er said, that's what drunk people say.

"My lord," Jiang Fenglin moved his wrist that was pressed against the pillow, "You may have misidentified the person, I..."

"That's right," Duan Wang rubbed the side of his face with his fingertips, his warm breath was close at hand, "You are... my Ah Jian."

Jiang Fenglin stared at him in a daze, the smell of wine seemed to linger in his throat in a trance, and his lips and teeth touched.

The plain white gauze curtain fell slowly, the wrists beside the pillow were flushed, and the mattress was tightened with tiny groans, loose and tight...

"A pick..."

Jiang Fenglin's neck was sweating, his breathing was scorching hot, and amidst murmurs, he seemed to be awake or drowsy...

He didn't know when he fell asleep, but he only knew that it was dawn when he woke up.

He stared blankly at the sleeping face of the person next to his pillow, and didn't know what to do, so he ran away with a sore waist.

He didn't dare to stay in the palace, so he found an inn and stayed temporarily.

Really dazed, he thought regretfully, why... didn't push it away.

By dawn, the rain had stopped.

Jiang Feng sat there all night, staring blankly at the morning light entering the room.

After a long time, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked over to open the window.

It was wet outside the window, and water was dripping from the corners of the eaves.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Feng paused for a moment, then walked over and opened the door.

Duan Wang stood outside the door, wet his shoulders.

"A Jian," he said, "Is the inn enough? It's time to go back."

He raised his hand to pull Jiang Fenglin's wrist, but was dodged.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Fenglin lowered his eyes and said softly, "Dayan?"

Duan Wang's hands froze in the air, "You...what did you say?"

Jiang Fenglin passed him and was about to leave, but Wang Duan hurriedly grabbed him, "Acha..."

"My lord's clothes are wet." Jiang Fenglin pulled out his hand without looking back, "Go back and change."

Duan Wang watched him walk out of the inn, clenched his hands in his sleeves, and slowly closed his eyes---it's been almost three years, but you still remember it.

Within a few days, Jiang Fenglin moved to another courtyard by himself.

That's what he bought a year ago.At that time, when he saw the blue tiles and white walls, he felt very kind, so he bought it regardless.

Dad, Ayu...

Jiang Fenglin caressed the snow-white courtyard wall, and said in a low voice, I'm sorry...

The lady in the kitchen of the palace heard that Jiang Fenglin had moved to another courtyard alone, she was very worried, so she followed her, and couldn't stop her.

"Does your lord despise my old lady?" the aunt sighed, "I'm old and useless."

Jiang Fenglin hurriedly said: "No, it's just..."

"It's fine if you don't have one," the aunt said with a smile, "don't worry, my lord, my wife can cook."

Jiang Fenglin had no choice but to let her stay.

In the palace, Prince Duan sat in the room where Jiang Fenglin used to live, drinking bitter tea, and heard from Xu Er that the aunt had gone to another courtyard with Mr. Chang Shi, and she would not go back to the mansion to cook.

Duan Wang nodded -- that's okay, Ah Jian doesn't know how to cook.

"My aunt is really kind to Lord Changshi," Xu Erdao, "In the past, I always cooked delicious food for him in the mansion, but I only had a few snacks when I met him."

There was a little smile in King Duan's eyes, his A Jian was always likable.

"I heard from Xiao Cui," Xu Er said again, "Madam wants Mr. Chang Shi to be her son-in-law."

Duan Wang took a sip of tea, "..."

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