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The two embraced each other and slept all night. Chu Yu stretched out his arms in the morning, but the hug was empty.He vaguely remembered that he had a beautiful dream, and his soul was still intoxicated in it, and he was almost reluctant to wake up from it.He yelled twice, but got no response, so he got up and got out of bed.Yuan Jing was standing by the bronze mirror in a daze. His dragon robe was shining with golden threads, and more than a thousand corals and pearls were dotted all over his dress. The morning light came in through the window, shining on him dazzlingly, almost like another sun.

Chu Yu stopped and watched for a moment, then walked over, and hugged him from behind, Yuan Jing only reached his shoulders, and being hugged like this, the whole body fell into his arms, and the dazzling momentum just now disappeared instantly.Chu Yu said: "Why don't you ask Xiao Liu to come in and serve? Or you can ask me to help you."

Yuan Jing was still looking at the front, he said lightly: "I want to wear it myself."

Chu Yu smiled, took the crown that was placed aside, and put it on for him.Yuan Jing's face was hidden behind the hanger, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. Chu Yu squeezed his pointed chin, tied the red tassels on him, and said with a smile, "I'll help you wear it."

The sleeping hall was quiet and silent, and on the dim mirror, two figures overlapped at some point.Chu Yu lifted the hanger, and the whole person fell down, kissing his slightly wet eyelashes.There was a thin layer of sweat on Yuan Jing's forehead, his neck was slightly tilted back, the exposed skin was as pale as snow, although his hands were resting on Chu Yu's shoulders, but the whole body showed a posture of resistance, as if wearing this luxurious body. Like a puppet under the clothes, it rose and fell with his movements.

Seeing that it was time for the emperor to wake up, Xiao Liu yawned and came in to serve him, and when he walked outside the curtain, he heard some noises coming from inside.He listened for a moment, only to feel a heat on his face, and then backed away without making a sound.After waiting at the door for more than half an hour, Chu Yu came out from inside.Xiao Liu lowered his head, afraid that he would take another look, Chu Yu was in a good mood, and pointed out: "Go in and serve." Xiao Liu hurriedly said: "Yes."

Looking inside, Yuan Jing was sitting on the stool in disheveled clothes, the blush on his cheeks hadn't faded, and he looked quite embarrassed.Seeing Xiaoliu's strange expression, he didn't care. He straightened his clothes in front of the bronze mirror, and he didn't know whether to tell him or himself: "...the clothes are not easy to wear."

Chu Yu acted vigorously and resolutely, and having agreed, he sent Yujia to Changning Hall before noon.The palace people have just come to clean it, and everything is as it used to be.Along with him, there was also a whole set of wedding dresses.Yuan Jing ordered someone to pick it up and take a look. It was the suit that was tailored for him by the Department of Clothing Bureau according to the rules when he came to the throne.Later, he made that bold decision, and then secretly ordered the Clothing Bureau, so there was no need to prepare wedding clothes.I don't want to go round and round, I have to put on this wedding dress again after all.After staring at the clothes for a while, he calmly said: "Put it aside." He retreated from the crowd and entered alone.

When Chu Yu came in the evening, he saw Yuan Jing put an Arhat couch by the window, holding tea in his hand, and looking at the stars in the sky.Chu Yu smiled and said, "So happy?" He sat down beside him, kissed his cheek, and asked for a bite of snack.Yuan Jing gave a "hmm" and didn't say much, chatted with him for a few words, not mentioning the dinner together.Chu Yu glanced at the wedding dress he had sent and was thrown aside, and calmly served him food without asking any more questions. If he didn't open his mouth, Yuan Jing would naturally not take the initiative to talk about it. They hugged each other as usual at night sleep.

Seeing that the New Year is approaching, envoys from various countries have entered Beijing one after another. Before entering the palace, they first went to the Prince Regent's Mansion.Chu Yu was entangled in various affairs, running back and forth between the palace and the palace, and did not come back for several days.Yuan Jing slept alone for a few days, feeling a little guilty in his heart.Since he returned to the palace, he has never been treated so coldly, and in the past, he was always the busiest person during festivals.Now trapped in the deep palace, I can hear the bells and drums outside all day long, but my place is deserted, so I can't help feeling a little anxious.

At night, looking at the mountain of lights like flowers and trees outside the hall with high mountains and long rivers, I feel even more depressed. I want to ask what Chu Yu is doing, but I feel unable to open my mouth.On the night of the Lunar New Year's Eve, the Imperial Dining Room brought over supper and a jug of sweet wine, saying that this was He Qi's tribute wine, and it was specially sent to His Majesty to taste at the order of the Regent.Yuan Jing's drinking capacity is very light, and he does not drink at all on weekdays.

Seeing that the night was getting dark, Chu Yu probably wouldn't be able to come here again. He thought that tomorrow would be New Year's Eve, and worried that the other party's temporary backlash would be difficult to stop, so he simply drank his sorrows with wine.

The wine tasted sweet and thin, and it was only after careful sipping that he could taste a hint of wine. Looking at the fireworks that vacated from time to time outside the window, he unknowingly drank most of the pot.Unexpectedly, the aftertaste of drinking is so strong, when Xiao Liu came in and reported that "the prince is here", he was already dizzy in his mind.He pretended to be nonchalant, and as soon as Xiao Liu left, he fumbled back to the bed, not wanting to let Chu Yu find that he was waiting for him.But there were double images in front of his eyes, and he couldn't control his hands and feet. He just touched the edge of the bed and fell down on the bed, knocking his tailbone. He was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound for a long time, tears almost came down.

Chu Yu entered in the dark, and as soon as he came in, he saw Yuan Jing's figure sitting on the edge of the bed, and asked in surprise, "Why are you sitting on the ground?" He stretched out his arms and picked him up.Yuan Jing's pain still persisted, and when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, a nameless fire came to his heart: "Put me here alone, and spend the day and night outside by myself!"

However, he waited for a long time before waiting for Chu Yu to come, not daring to speak out against him, he got inside by himself, rubbing his ass without saying a word.Chu Yu drank a few more jars at night, and he was also a little drunk at the moment. He saw Yuan Jing lying on the bed, his cheeks were bulging, as if he was angry, his heart softened, and he pressed down, took his hand, and stood up for him. He rubbed the sore place: "What's the matter? I've been busy these days, so I didn't come to see you. Jing'er is angry, isn't she?"

Yuan Jing only felt the strength of the wine rushing up to the top of his head, and his consciousness gradually became unclear. He coaxed him with a warm voice, and suddenly felt a sense of grievance, and his eyes became hot.Chu Yu pulled him over - pulled him twice before he hugged him into his arms.He held Yuan Jing's face in his hands, and kissed more than a dozen indiscriminately: "Okay, let's not be angry anymore, we are going to see your courtiers tomorrow, if you make such an expression, people will think I am bullying you."

A big stone landed in Yuan Jing's heart, so he rubbed his eyes and nodded reluctantly.

Chu Yu took his hand, untied his belt slowly, took off his clothes, and said in his mouth: "Today the Heqi mission came to Beijing to pay tribute, your good friend asked someone to bring a lot of things, and I will return them to you." wrote a letter."

Yuan Jing was still awkwardly helping him undress, but he stopped and looked up at him.Chu Yu pressed against his forehead, entangled with his breath: "Do you want to see Jinger?"

Yuan Jing knew that he still had a grudge against Wu Shan, so he couldn't figure out the meaning of his words for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then whispered: "I want to see it."

Chu Yu's voice was coaxing: "Then how should you coax me?"

He had already taken off his shirt, now he put Yuan Jing's arm around his muscular waist, and looked at him with smiles in his eyes.Yuan Jing bit his lower lip, and his voice was as low as a whisper: "...Brother."

This sound fell into his ears, and Chu Yu felt a numbness in the back of his neck. He pressed his hand up and pressed it to his heart: "... what else?"

Yuan Jing raised his eyes, his long eyelashes brushed against his cheek, he raised his head, and kissed Chu Yu lightly.Chu Yu's fingertips trembled slightly, and he said hoarsely: "Not enough, brother wants you to kiss me like you did to him that night."

There was a double image in front of Yuan Jing's eyes, and he couldn't do it after kissing him a few times, so he had to straddle him and kiss him in the dark.Chu Yu held him tightly in his arms, and asked between his lips and teeth: "Who did Jing Er kiss?"

Yuan Jing's nasal cavity was sore, and he was still a little strong against him, but at this moment his waist completely softened: "Brother, it's my brother I kissed."

Chu Yu sighed in satisfaction: "Remember, you are not allowed to kiss anyone else in the future." Hearing Yuan Jing's "hmm", he squeezed his waist: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Miss me a little?"

Yuan Jing stopped talking, he was very drunk, after kissing for a while, he fell into Chu Yu's arms, and he didn't even know when his clothes were taken off.Chu Yu bit his earlobe and murmured: "Little villain, brother is pretending to be you, every day... thinking about our old days."

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Chu Yu whispered drunkenly in his ear: "Doesn't Jing'er want a child, can you give birth to a child for Mr. Xianggong? Don't want anyone else's, just our two children, I will take care of him, be loyal to him, and I will guard him." For the rest of your life, okay?"

Tears fell from Yuan Jing's eyes, he buried his face in the quilt, and said silently: "No, I don't believe you anymore."

The author has something to say: Thank you Lin Shui, Snakeskin Monster, and Xinbao for their overlord tickets, okay?

For the hidden part, see wb: Chishui_