Reborn: I Found The Wrong Brother

Zhong Yansheng didn't expect him to deny it so categorically. He almost doubted whether his ears were broken. He said stupidly, "You, you said that, the most recent time was the celebration in Baoqing Mansion... Um!"

Feeling heat on his lips, Xiao Nong directly blocked his mouth, interrupting the rest of his words, and kissed him fiercely.

He suddenly went crazy, and Zhong Yansheng's strength was no match for him. The low couch on the boat was soft but narrow, and he couldn't even move closer to the bed.

Xiao Nong's kiss was too fierce, as if he wanted to eat him up. His previous gentleness was gone, revealing his aggressive and greedy nature beneath his handsome appearance. Zhong Yansheng was pitiful, unable to resist his attack. He felt sore from his jaw to the root of his tongue, and could only cooperate unconsciously. He was kissed so hard that he could hardly breathe.

After being released with great difficulty, he took a breath with difficulty, his voice soft and full of grievance, "You said it doesn't count..."

Xiao Nong peeled off the last layer of bamboo shoot shell: "I don't understand."

Pretending not to understand again!

Zhong Yansheng's mind was already a mess, but he persisted: "Even if you say it, it doesn't count."

Xiao gritted his teeth, his expression unclear in the backlight, the tip of his nose rubbed against his, his tone seemed cold: "It counts."

“…It doesn’t count.”

"It counts."

After Xiao Nong finished speaking, he blocked his lips again, with a dark flame burning in his eyes, and it was unclear whether it was a warning or a threat: "Yuan Yuan, you seem to still have the strength to speak."

Zhong Yansheng immediately shut up tactfully.

But it's too late.

He gradually lost the strength to think and to be angry.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the night wind is howling, and the boat is drifting slowly with the waves and the surrounding river lanterns, with waves of water making sounds.

The cabin was very stuffy, and the air was filled with hot and humid water vapor. He was placed in the same position as in the atlas, his whole body weak, and he was afraid that the boat would capsize. He tried to hang on to Xiao Nong, with tears hanging on his eyelashes.

The shallow tears were kissed away by the evildoer. Xiao Nong held his face, his dark eyes like an abyss with no bottom: "Yuan Yuan, don't you like this page you drew?"

Zhong Yansheng could not make any sound and could only sob softly.

"Then how about we turn the page?" Xiao Nong coaxed him softly, and gently turned the page with his sweaty fingers.

His scattered eyes focused for a moment, and after seeing the appearance on the page clearly, Zhong Yansheng was so scared that he crawled under the couch again. Xiao Nong watched him crawl, and when he was about to crawl down with weak hands and feet, he grabbed his thin ankles and easily caught him back. He covered him again and said in a hoarse voice: "Yuan Yuan doesn't like this? Then let's change another one."

Very gentle, but also very evil.

It doesn’t hurt as much, but it’s another feeling that invades the soul.

Zhong Yansheng deeply regretted teaching Xiao Nong how to sleep.

He was so tired that he was dazed, and Xiao even forced him to pick up a pen and show him how to draw.

How could Zhong Yansheng possibly draw that?

But there is one thing that Zhong Yansheng knew he had indeed drawn the wrong size.

His mind was blank, his fingers were shaking, and with tears in his eyes he drew a heavy vertical line on the album that was right in front of him, with the ink mark thick.

Then, without waiting for Xiao Nong to tease him anymore, he bit the finger he extended to him and ground it hard with his teeth.

It was intended as a threat, but had the opposite effect.

Xiao Nong chuckled softly and inserted his fingers between his fingers: "Dear, there is still one mistake in the drawing."

Zhong Yansheng asked blankly: "What?"

There was a deep desire in Xiao Nong's eyes as he held a strand of his black hair.

"You are more beautiful than your writing makes you look."

At night, waves of the river hit the boat, and the boat creaked, as if it would fall apart and capsize in the wind and waves at any time, but in the end the waves would stop, kindly waiting for the boat to stabilize again.

Then there will be another wave.

Zhong Yansheng was staggering like this, and Xiao Nong was pestering him maliciously, forcing him to change his words: "Does the engagement still count?"

Zhong Yansheng felt that he was almost unconscious. He subconsciously knew that if his answer did not satisfy Xiao Nong, he would be taught a lesson by him.

His eyelashes trembled, close to the edge of collapse, his eyes were red, and he choked with sobs and said obediently: "It counts..."

Finally hearing the answer he wanted, Xiao Nong nodded with satisfaction: "Since you are so good, how about I reward you again?"

Zhong Yansheng's eyes went dark, and he vaguely realized that Xiao Nong's madness might be related to his proposal to cancel the engagement, but it was too late to realize his mistake.

He really felt like he was going to die.

Just before he was about to fall asleep from exhaustion, Zhong Yansheng suddenly touched the immortality lock hanging around his neck and woke himself up a little.

Although he was sickly when he was young, he grew up smoothly and safely with the love of Huai'an Marquis and his wife, and the protection of his parents.

Now he wants to share this protection with Xiao Nong.

He leaned towards Xiao Nong's lips in a daze, his voice intermittent, weak and small: "Brother...are you happy on your birthday?"

Uncle Wang said that Xiao Nong didn't like celebrating his birthday very much. During the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years, he was mostly busy with military affairs. Even if there were no military affairs to be busy with, he would still keep himself busy.

Perhaps because the moon was full in the sky, he could no longer be reunited with his family.

On his eighteenth birthday, when he was feeling depressed, Xiao Nong suddenly appeared on the wall, pulled him up, took him for a gallop on horseback, and cheered him up.

He also wanted Xiao Nong to be happier on his birthday.

The bird in my arms doesn't hold grudges. Even if it is severely bullied, it will rub its furry head against me, as if it will never learn a lesson.

He wanted to make him happy, but he had no idea that his mere presence was enough to comfort people.

Xiao Nong hugged him tightly and kissed his red lips: "I'm very happy."

I haven't been this happy since the chaos in Mobei.

Zhong Yansheng was content. He snuggled in his arms and closed his eyes tiredly.

At dawn, the boat docked at the river bank.

Xiao Nong carefully covered the sleepy and wet Zhong Yansheng with his large outer robe, held him calmly, walked out of the cabin, held the man in his arms steadily, got into the carriage waiting on the shore, and said three words: "Let's go to the inn."

When Zhong Yansheng woke up, he was still lying on the bed.

The sky outside the window was dark, and he seemed to have slept for a whole day. Fortunately, his body was clean and comfortable. It seemed that Xiao Nong had given him a bath while he was asleep.

The room in the inn was much more spacious, and the bed was much bigger, but the person behind him still held him tightly in his arms like a ferocious beast holding its prey.

It was unknown how long he had been lying in this position. Zhong Yansheng felt drowsy and thirsty. He saw some tea on the small table beside the bed. His dull brain barely moved, and he struggled to get the teacup.

But Xiao Nong's hand on his waist was very tight. He moved a few times but failed to reach the teacup and woke up the person behind him instead.

Noticing the change in the person behind him, Zhong Yansheng's whole body stiffened, his jaw was turned, and he met the familiar deep blue eyes.

There was a surge of undercurrents inside, filled with the strong lust that he was so familiar with last night.

"Woke up?"

Zhong Yansheng's heart skipped a beat. Sensing danger, he tried to struggle: "I, I'm thirsty."

Xiao Nong's eyes were dark, he pinched his waist, lowered his head, and his hot breath brushed his neck: "I'll feed you."

Zhong Yansheng tried to shrink towards the bed: "I can do it myself..."

But it was obvious that Xiao Nong would not let him drink it by himself.

The lips and teeth were entangled together again without knowing when.

Zhong Yansheng was very thirsty, but Xiao Nong refused to even give him a full cup of tea. He could only pursue Xiao Nong's lips childishly. Half of the cup of tea spilled on the pillow, and the other half was fed into his mouth by Xiao Nong.

When he bent down, Xiao Nong asked him kindly, "Yuan Yuan, are you still thirsty?"

Zhong Yansheng's mind was in a daze and he sobbed and shook his head.

"Do you still think your brother is old?"

Zhong Yansheng was about to collapse. He suddenly felt that he was really sick when asked this question: "Do you care about... this?"

Not only is he older, Xiao Nong is much older than him in terms of generation!

Xiao Nong: “I don’t care.”

Zhong Yansheng thought in a daze that it is better to be stupid, because stupid people are honest.

Xiao Nong obviously noticed his little thought, and suddenly leaned down and said with a smile: "But Yuan Yuan, Mr. Chunsong is older than me."

In an instant, Zhong Yansheng's mind became clearer and his whole body trembled: "Did you know it last night, or did you know it a long time ago..."

Xiao Nong was very hateful: "Know what?"

His reaction clearly showed that he had known about it for a long time.

Zhong Yansheng thought of the letter Xiao Nong asked him to bring, and the lie he told in front of Xiao Nong. He was filled with shame and anger. He raised his hand and hit Xiao Nong. The force was very light, but Xiao Nong grabbed his hand and kissed it on his lips. He said in a hoarse voice: "Draw it for me next time."

Zhong Yansheng knew what he was talking about, and became even more ashamed: "No."

"Draw it for me." Xiao Nong held his hand and sniffed his ear intimately, "I want to see it, dear."

Obviously, he was the older one, guiding and leading everything, but he seemed to be acting like a spoiled child. Zhong Yansheng had the illusion that a big head Taxue was nodding in his arms, begging him to touch it. In his absent-minded state, he was actually bewitched and responded with "Okay" unconsciously.

After he finished speaking, he realized how terrible these words were. When he wanted to regret and take them back, his lips and tongue were invaded again.

Zhong Yansheng was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep again.

This time he really didn't have any strength left.

When he woke up again, it was already the next afternoon. Zhong Yansheng felt it was difficult to move even his fingers. Xiao Nong helped him wash up and fed him porridge spoonful by spoonful.

They have been hanging out for two days.

Zhong Yansheng didn't want to make Xiao Nong look good at all. He ate half a bowl of bird's nest and rock sugar porridge with a stern face, then turned away.

Xiao Nong was very patient and coaxed him to eat a few more bites: "You haven't eaten for a day, eat a little more, it's not good for your stomach to be hungry."

Hearing what he said, Zhong Yansheng turned his head and glared at him angrily, and his voice was terribly hoarse when he spoke: "You still have the nerve to say that."

"Blame me." As soon as Prince Ding heard his voice, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and apologized without hesitation, like a satisfied big cat whose fur was stroked, very obedient, "Will be gentler next time."

Zhong Yansheng became even angrier and didn't want to pay any attention to him anymore.

Seeing that Zhong Yansheng really refused to eat, Xiao Nong had no choice but to eat the remaining half bowl of porridge by himself, without complaining that it was Zhong Yansheng's leftovers.

Zhong Yansheng's cheeks turned red from his actions, and he couldn't help but scold him in a low voice: "Do you need this bite of food?"

Xiao Nong stared at him and said slowly, "It's missing."

“…”

Under his gaze, Zhong Yansheng felt that he was more like the stutterer.

After two days out, it's time to go back to the ship and continue our journey.

Zhong Yansheng didn't have the strength to get up, so Xiao Nong had people prepare clothes. To satisfy some kind of evil taste, he slowly put on soft and beautiful new clothes for Zhong Yansheng.

His Royal Highness Prince Ding was not very experienced in serving people, but his movements were quite gentle, except that his hands were not very honest. After being glared at by Zhong Yansheng for several times, he finally admitted his mistake with a smile and helped him put on the clothes.

While half-kneeling to put socks on him, Xiao Nong held the delicate feet in his hands and looked at them carefully over and over again.

It is snow-white and flawless, like a jade carving, and feels smooth to the touch.

It was always Yun Cheng who served on this kind of job, and it was suddenly His Royal Highness Prince Ding who did it, which was somewhat frightening, not to mention that he was staring at his feet like that, his eyes full of passion.

Zhong Yansheng twitched his ankle and felt panicky.

Is Xiao Nong going crazy again?

Fortunately, Xiao Nong still had some restraint. After watching for a while, he slowly put on silk stockings for Zhong Yansheng.

You can't eat it all in one bite, the little beauty already looks very pitiful.

Wait until next time.

Xiao Nong tolerantly let Zhong Yansheng go, sorted out his clothes, and carried him downstairs.

The entire inn was booked, and the owner and the waiters were cleared out by the guards, so no one saw Xiao Nong carrying Zhong Yansheng into the carriage.

Zhong Yansheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want Xiao Nong to carry him around. It would be difficult to explain if other people saw it, but he really... couldn't leave.

It's worse than the last time he limped.

As a result, when they arrived at the dock and got off the carriage to prepare to board the ship, Huo Shuang was actually waiting there with a few of his cronies - he was different from Wei Ling and others who were secretly following Zhong Yansheng. There were a few spies of the old emperor in the guard team. Zhong Yansheng asked him to help lead those people away, so he had to stay on the ship.

But Zhong Yansheng had been away with Xiao Nong for two days, and he was still a little worried. He wanted to go find someone, but as soon as he took a step, he was blocked by Zhan Rong, feeling angry and anxious.

Seeing that Zhong Yansheng was carried here by Xiao Nong, Huo Shuang's face changed: "What's wrong with the little prince?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhong Yansheng buried his head and dared not look up, and tried hard to pull up his collar.

Xiao Nong gnawed him like a dog. His clothes were thin in summer, and his body was a mess with all the marks left by Xiao Nong. If anyone saw it, there would be no way to explain it.

Xiao Nong remained calm and said lightly, "He accidentally sprained his ankle."

Prince Ding is definitely not a good person. Huo Shuang looked at Xiao Nong hesitantly, then looked at Zhong Yansheng who lowered his head: "Young Prince?"

After a moment, he heard Zhong Yansheng's vague and low "hmm".

Huo Shuang reluctantly put aside his doubts.

Zhong Yansheng was really tired, and he kept his eyes closed all the way, pretending that no one could see him. Until Xiao Nong put him back on the bed in the cabin, he fell into a deep sleep again.

He woke up again in the middle of the night. The ship seemed to have set off again. The slight swaying made him almost think he was back on the boat the night before. But there was someone sitting next to the bed. Seeing him wake up, he touched his slightly hot forehead and said with some regret: "It's a little hot."

Zhong Yansheng said sullenly: "Are you going to call me a spoiled child again?"

"It's not that you're being delicate." Xiao Nong passed the warm medicinal tea to his lips, "It's me who's the bastard."

Zhong Yansheng was surprised that he could have such self-reflection. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, you bastard."

Seeing that he couldn't even open his eyelids, but still wanted to agree with this, Xiao Nong found it a little funny: "Drink the medicinal tea."

Zhong Yansheng's voice was hoarse**: "Are you going back after I finish drinking?"**

He was a little drowsy, but he remembered that their relationship could not be discovered.

"I'm not going back." Xiao Nong brushed away his slightly messy hair, "I'm staying with you."

The one guarding outside the window of Zhong Yansheng's house was Huo Shuang. Xiao Nong had just climbed in through the window in front of Huo Shuang. Huo Shuang's face turned pale, but he could not say anything to attract other people. He stared at Xiao Nong as he climbed in through the window and could only grit his teeth to cover for them.

After hearing Xiao Nong's assurance, Zhong Yansheng lowered his eyelashes and drank the medicinal tea.

Thanks to Xiao Nong, Zhong Yansheng hardly stepped out of his room on the way back to the capital. He slept for several days but was still sick.

The main reason was that Xiao Nong held a bone in his mouth and gnawed it fiercely. Also, he had been running around in the mountains and forests for a few days, and was frightened in the cave and fell into the waterfall. At that time, he had overdrawn his energy and was barely holding on. Now that the environment was comfortable, he became a glass man again.

Xiao Nong would come to accompany Zhong Yansheng every night and leave when it was dawn. Zhong Yansheng didn't think anything of it at first, but as time went on, not only did Huo Shuang and Wei Ling in secret look at Xiao Nong with complicated eyes, but even Zhong Yansheng's eyes began to become complicated when he looked at him.

Logically speaking, if the engagement was not cancelled, he and Xiao Nong would be legitimate.

But Xiao Nong really looks like an adulterer.

When they were almost in the capital, Zhong Yansheng recovered and whispered something to Wei Ling. At night, when Xiao Nong came in through the window, he saw Wei Ling in the room and raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

Zhong Yansheng pretended not to notice his gaze, and said seriously, "Let's discuss something serious tonight."

Xiao Nong casually pulled a chair over and sat next to him: "Hmm?"

The important matter, of course, is how to deal with the old emperor.

The old emperor knew the secret of Xiao Nong's headache and the mark on the back of Zhong Yansheng's neck. There was no news from Lou Qingtang yet. They couldn't take direct action before resolving these two hidden dangers.

There are two points that can be used at the moment. One is that the old emperor does not know Xiao Nong's true attitude towards Zhong Yansheng. The other is that the old emperor is suspicious of Huo Shuang, but he doesn't know that they have already guessed it. Huo Shuang can continue to pretend to be ignorant and do things for the old emperor.

In recent years, the old emperor seemed to be gradually getting old and confused and not caring about state affairs, but in fact he still controlled the power. Moreover, this old thing was good at playing with people's hearts and was extremely suspicious. The inside and outside of the Yangxin Palace were as solid as a rock, like an iron barrel, and it was extremely difficult to nail secret stakes in. He was even more wary of Xiao Nong.

Before Huo Shuang went to Baoqing Prefecture, he didn't even know who the person was who had contacted him several times. Naturally, he didn't trust anyone and didn't dare to act rashly. Now that he had someone he could trust, he could use the convenience of working for the emperor to secretly place some people into the palace.

Zhong Yansheng touched the little tits that Xiao Nong had carved for him, pursed his lips and said, "The master said that the greatest desire for something is the greatest weakness."

It is obvious what the old emperor desires most.

When he was the third prince of Emperor Shun, he lived under the shadow of Prince Kangwen and was despised and bullied by his brothers. He used all means to step on his blood relatives to ascend to the throne. What he desired most was naturally the power to control life and death.

He took advantage of the death of the late queen to reverse his image in the eyes of literati, and it was obvious that he cared about other people's evaluation and views of him.

Zhong Yansheng now doubts that Xiao Nong's reputation has become so terrible because of the old emperor's secret meddling. After all, this old guy looks very familiar with it.

The teacher said that to attack a person you must first attack his heart. To defeat the old emperor, you must take away what he cares about most, but before that, you must make the old emperor reveal his flaws.

This old guy is extremely cunning and has been sitting on the throne for more than 40 years. He is becoming more and more cunning. How can we make his defenses collapse?

Xiao Nong thought Zhong Yansheng was so adorable when he saw him thinking seriously. If it weren't for the dazzling Wei Ling next to him, he would have wanted to go over and give him a kiss.

He held his chin lazily, looked at Zhong Yansheng with a smile, and said, "Prince Kangwen."

In the past few days, Zhong Yansheng told Xiao Nong about his parents' past in bits and pieces, and Xiao Nong also sent people to find out some of the past.

The once brilliant Crown Prince Kangwen was fond of the late queen, but the late queen liked the then silent and unknown Third Prince, and married him despite the disapproval of her family and parents.

But the old emperor was still full of doubts about her, which led to the late queen's death. After that, his control over the prince became increasingly distorted, and he tried to gradually erase those overly dazzling traits in the prince.

He was obviously both extremely self-deprecating and extremely conceited.

From the former Crown Prince Pei Xi to the current Zhong Yansheng, they all have more or less the shadow of Crown Prince Kangwen - for the old emperor, Crown Prince Kangwen is his indelible shadow.

Zhong Yansheng blinked: "But Prince Kangwen has been dead for many years and can't help us."

Xiao Nong rubbed his head and explained gently: "Yuan Yuan, the dead are the hardest to defeat."

Wei Ling could no longer bear it: "Your Highness Prince Ding, please take your hand off the young master's head!"

Xiao Nong was waiting for him to say this. He put his arm around Zhong Yansheng and raised his eyebrows: "Why? Yuan Yuan and I are engaged."

“…”

The tone and expression were completely different from the cold expression of "it doesn't count" before. It was full of boasting, and even a bit of pride and complacency that could not be concealed.

Zhong Yansheng lowered his head with a red face, deeply regretting proposing a marriage proposal to Xiao Nong.

It's so embarrassing, His Royal Highness Prince Ding!

If I had known Xiao Nong would be like this, I would not have told him. Xiao Nong wrote an urgent letter to Lou Qingtang last night, and added a few sentences at the end of the letter, "Yuan Yuan and I are legitimate" and "We already have an engagement."

What's wrong!

It was already September when we arrived in the capital. It was still hot when we left, and the Cold Dew was approaching when we returned.

After being away for more than two months, the capital city became unfamiliar. The night before disembarking, Zhong Yansheng felt a little depressed.

After returning to Beijing, Xiao Nong could no longer meet him every time.

He started thinking about Xiao Nong before they even separated.

When we arrived in the capital the next day, it was early morning. When the ship arrived, there were already people waiting at the ferry.

It was Prince Jing, Pei Hong, who had not been seen for a long time.

Seeing Zhong Yansheng slowly appearing in his sight, Pei Hong waved his fan and greeted him: "Xiaosheng, brother is here to pick you up. The news has been sent back to the capital in advance. The anti-bandit campaign has won a great victory. How amazing!"

After he finished speaking, he realized that Zhong Yansheng's face was a little red, and his lips were also very red. He lowered his eyebrows and hesitated for a long time to get off the boat. He hurriedly greeted him with worry: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhong Yansheng finally moved in front of King Jing and said in a small voice: "I'm seasick."

Pei Hong keenly smelled that he seemed to be full of other people's scent, but in front of a group of people, he couldn't get close to smell it, so he reached out and patted Zhong Yansheng on the shoulder: "You have worked hard on this trip south. Go back to the palace to report to His Majesty first, and then Brother Jing will take you out of the palace to have some fun and relax."

Zhong Yansheng didn't dare to let him touch him in front of Xiao Nong, so he subconsciously took a few steps back and bumped into Xiao Nong who was following him. Xiao Nong raised his hand to support Zhong Yansheng's shoulder and said calmly, "Be careful."

Surrounded by his breath, the familiar strong hand fell on his shoulder again. Half of Zhong Yansheng's body became numb, and he cursed Xiao Nong in his heart.

Xiao Nong no longer rubbed the back of his neck, but changed his location, and his chest was still burning with pain.

This morning the ship gradually approached the shore. Before Xiao Nong left, he said that he might not see him for a few days after returning to Beijing, so he gave him something before parting.

He foolishly thought that Xiao Nong really wanted to give him something, so he moved closer in anticipation. However, when Yun Cheng came knocking on the door, Xiao Nong was still pressing him down like crazy... and in the end, he didn't even get to take a bath.

Xiao Nong actually gave him something.

In front of hundreds of people, he didn't dare to take big steps, but moved in small steps for fear of dirtying his pleated trousers. With tears in his eyes, he felt dizzy and angry.

Next time he will definitely send Xiao Nong a cage.

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