Reborn: I Found The Wrong Brother

Although Xiao Wenlan tried to speak a few words for his cousin after leaving the palace, explaining that his cousin was not so perverted as not to strip Zhong Yansheng naked and hang him on the wall to dry.

However, Zhong Yansheng had been in the palace for a few days, and since he was a well-known fake young master, the rumors outside became more and more outrageous.

Zhan Rong came to report and couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you want to send someone to clear it?"

Xiao Nong didn't care. He leaned lazily on the chair and looked at Zhong Yansheng, whose eyebrows and eyes were dark and whose complexion was well-maintained by him. "Let it spread. The more it spreads, the more safe he will be."

Spreading a bad story about the relationship between Zhong Yansheng and him is also a form of protection in disguise.

Zhong Yansheng looked like he was reading seriously, but in fact, he was listening attentively. He didn't agree with what he heard, and couldn't help but say, "But if you do this, Your Highness's reputation will be ruined, and the historians might even make a mess of it."

He had been staying quite comfortably in Prince Ding's mansion these past few days. His Royal Highness Prince Ding had given all the rooms to him, and he didn't know where to stay at night.

Apart from being woken up by the snow from time to time in the morning, he can read any book he wants without any worries.

"What's the point of having a good reputation? Being a gentleman is much more tiring than being a villain. I prefer to be the mountain that looms over their heads."

After listening to his whispered opinion, Xiao Nong said leisurely: "The merits and demerits will be judged by the people in the future."

Zhong Yansheng couldn't help but look at Xiao Nong again.

They were clearly princes and nobles, but they were different from the people he had known since childhood.

When Mr. Zhou taught him in the past, he would talk about one of his former students from time to time, saying that the student was a modest gentleman, as precious as a pearl and jade, and a role model for the world, and asked him to study hard.

It is also said that princes and nobles should be polite and cherish their reputation, but His Royal Highness Prince Ding seems to have neither of these qualities.

But he felt that being unrestrained like this was pretty good, although it was somewhat different from the gentlemanly demeanor advocated by the gentleman.

When he turned his head, Zhong Yansheng noticed that there was a plain white vase next to Xiao Nong's desk. There was a pomegranate flower in it. He didn't know how long it had been there, and it had wilted but had not been replaced.

It seems that His Royal Highness Prince Ding is indeed a very informal person.

Zhong Yansheng secretly gave his affirmation.

A few days ago, Xiao Nong promised Zhong Yansheng that he would let him go back to the Marquis' Mansion on his birthday. Zhong Yansheng had never been so looking forward to his birthday.

On his birthday, Zhong Yansheng woke up earlier than usual.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Taxue trying to get up from under the bed again. Zhong Yansheng sat up and gently stepped on Taxue's back with his two snow-white bare feet. The feeling on his feet was very good, like a thick furry blanket, more comfortable than the cashmere blanket on the ground: "Taxue, you are not allowed to get on the bed."

Taxue whimpered.

Zhong Yansheng thought that he was stepping on it, and it was uncomfortable, so he tried to retract it quickly. However, Taxue suddenly turned over and collapsed on the ground with its belly exposed. It whined twice, and its gray-blue eyes narrowed, as if telling Zhong Yansheng to step on it.

Zhong Yansheng played with Taxue barefoot for a while with his hair loose, but was still accidentally licked on the foot by the rogue big cat. With red ears, he threatened: "Taxue, if you lick me again, I won't play with you!"

This threat seemed to work. The rebellious big cat stopped whining and protested. Instead, it lay on the ground in grievance, staring at him and slowly wagging its tail.

After the commotion, Zhong Yansheng noticed that there was a bowl of noodles on his table.

A bowl of freshly cooked longevity noodles with a steaming aroma.

Zhong Yansheng was stunned, remembering what Xiao had said jokingly a few days ago: "Can't I give you a bowl of noodles?"

It must be Xiao Nong's order.

He felt a little happy for no reason.

After washing up and eating the bowl of noodles, when Zhong Yansheng walked out the door, Zhan Rong was waiting outside.

Seeing Zhong Yansheng coming out, Zhan Rong bowed solemnly, his face stern and his attitude respectful: "Young Master, my master has to go out today for something and will not be back until the evening. I will take you to the Huai'an Marquis' Mansion."

His Royal Highness Prince Ding is indeed very busy. During the past few days when Zhong Yansheng was staying in the palace, he often saw him either reading documents or meeting with officials who came to seek an audience.

It is said that His Majesty is old and hardly cares about state affairs anymore. Now the Cabinet and several princes in Beijing are working together to handle state affairs.

Zhan Rong didn't look like an ordinary personal guard, but more like a confidant. Zhong Yansheng nodded obediently: "Please help me, Guard Zhan."

In the past few days, Zhong Yansheng has been living in the palace, and the guards and secret guards have inevitably developed a strong curiosity about him. This young man, who was brought back by the prince for the first time, has a good temper, is polite and well-behaved, and is good-looking. Although he is a little spoiled, no one has any objections. On the contrary, from Zhan Rong's description, they have a faint sense of awe for him——

This seemingly weak young master can actually get along so harmoniously with the three most difficult people in the palace!

And now, even their boss Zhan Rong has to drive the car for this young master himself!

When getting on the carriage, Zhong Yansheng always felt that someone was looking at him, and he looked back in confusion.

The row of heads on the wall just now shrank back.

There was no one behind him, Zhong Yansheng got into the carriage hesitantly and lowered the curtain.

Is this an illusion...?

Prince Ding's Mansion was not far from the Marquis of Huai'an's Mansion. Zhong Yansheng could not help but keep lifting the curtain to look outside along the way. Not long after, he saw the familiar gate.

The Huai'an Marquis Mansion is particularly lively today and decorated with joy. The servants have been sweeping the house inside and outside since early morning, preparing to welcome the guests at noon.

Zhong Yansheng thanked Zhan Rong obediently and walked quickly towards the gate of the Marquis' Mansion.

The servants were busy when Zhong Yansheng suddenly appeared, surprising everyone.

Some had subtle and complicated expressions, some were indifferent, but most were surprised and unbelievable. In the past, Zhong Yansheng was kind to his servants and was very popular with everyone.

Everyone looked at the intact Zhong Yansheng and felt like they were dreaming: "Young... Young Master?! You're back? Are you okay? Ouch! Go and inform Madam!"

The gate that had been in order just a moment ago became chaotic. Zhong Yansheng was surrounded by several people. He walked towards the familiar path while explaining softly that he was fine.

When he entered the door, someone had already run to inform the marquis' wife, so when Zhong Yansheng was halfway there, he saw the marquis' wife running over in a hurry.

Today was an important day, and the Marquis' wife got up early in the morning and dressed up. She put on the most formal dress, which looked elegant and luxurious, but the clothes were so layered that she almost tripped.

The maidservant who followed beside Mrs. Marquis was dismissed by her. Zhong Yansheng hurried forward to support her, and the next moment he was hugged. Mrs. Marquis' choked voice came from above his head: "My son..."

Zhong Yansheng had been doing well these past few days, living a good life in the palace. Uncle Wang would even cook for him specially, that even Xiao Nong couldn't get. He lived a happy life every day, without having to think too much. But the moment he heard his mother's voice, his nose suddenly felt sore, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his eye sockets and nose turned red. He sniffed to suppress the emotion and smiled, "Don't cry, mother. Why did you rush out? Where's father?"

Zhong Sidu followed behind slowly, and stopped when he saw the half of Zhong Yansheng's face exposed.

These past few days he would always think of Zhong Yansheng's drunken face and hazy eyes as he looked at him, and his staggering steps towards Xiao Nong. The word "brother" seemed to have become a curse, and he couldn't sleep for several days.

Prince Ding's Mansion is not a place where one can enter and leave at will. Zhong Sidu doesn't understand why his father remained silent about Zhong Yansheng being taken away, but since Marquis Huai’an did not take any action, it is even less likely that Zhong Sidu would do so.

In front of Prince Ding, even Prince De, who was very favored by the emperor, had to take a detour, not to mention others. No one wanted to offend Prince Ding who did not follow the rules and common sense.

How much does Xiao Nong like Zhong Yansheng, or is he simply attracted by her beauty?

No, none of that matters. What matters is that Zhong Yansheng has been hiding, and he doesn't want to.

Zhong Sidu pursed his lips and looked at that face, trying to see the traces of the haggardness and torture he had endured in Prince Ding's mansion these days.

The pair of dark eyes suddenly turned towards him, and he tilted his head: "What are you doing standing there?"

A complete face came into view, with thick, wet black eyelashes, slightly stained with tears, as if it were a thin piece of white glazed porcelain. It was so fragile that people wanted to look at it carefully... Except for the tears on his face due to seeing the Marquis's wife, there seemed to be no signs of torture on Zhong Yansheng's body. Instead, he seemed to be more pampered and nourished than when he was in the Marquis' Mansion.

Like a flower that has been carefully grown, it is beautiful and tempting.

Zhong Yansheng didn't notice Zhong Sidu's complicated mood. He looked at Zhong Sidu and praised him generously: "You are dressed very well today."

Zhong Sidu was startled. For some reason, he subconsciously straightened his waist and said "hmm" unnaturally: "...Thank you."

For today's banquet, Huai'an Marquis Mansion has invited almost all the nobles from the capital, and even people from the palace will come. Zhong Sidu is the protagonist of this banquet, and he is dressed more formally than usual. He is as slender as a green bamboo, upright and gentle. Although he is a teenager, he already has some elegant demeanor.

But today is not only Zhong Sidu's birthday, but also Zhong Yansheng's.

In the past, the Marquis' Mansion always celebrated Zhong Yansheng's birthday, but now they can't.

Zhong Yansheng had thought it through before he came, so he didn't show any strange expression, so as not to embarrass his parents. However, his sensible and well-behaved appearance made the Marquis's wife feel even more uncomfortable.

The banquet was very busy, and the Marquis' wife had a lot to do, but she had no time to think about it. She wiped her red eyes, took Zhong Yansheng's hand and walked to the inner courtyard, asking carefully: "How is Yuan'er doing over there? Is he sleeping well? Are you used to the food and the daily routine?"

After Zhong Yansheng answered all the questions, the Marquis suddenly remembered something and said cautiously, "Mother thought Yuan'er wouldn't come back today, so she didn't make noodles for you. Can she go and make noodles now?"

Zhong Yansheng looked at the marquis' wife, who was wearing gorgeous clothes and busy handling affairs. She was already busy, and she came to accompany him. How could she have the time to make some noodles?

He paused, feeling a little disappointed, but still shook his head and said softly: "No need, mother, someone has done it for me."

The Marquis's wife was not only not relieved, but felt even more uncomfortable. She tilted her head and sighed.

Because the Marquis of Huai'an was meeting a guest, Zhong Yansheng followed the Marquis's wife to the side hall. The Marquis's wife couldn't stay here all the time, as all the affairs in the Marquis' mansion, big or small, had to go through her hands.

After only sitting and talking for a few words, three people came to ask to see the lady. The marquis' wife had no choice but to leave for a while.

The side hall became quiet, with only Zhong Yansheng and Zhong Sidu left.

Until this moment, Zhong Sidu, who had been unusually silent today, finally spoke: "What you just said to mother, was it all true?"

Zhong Yansheng was at a loss: "What?"

Zhong Sidu's eyes were fixed on his face, searching for signs of lying: "That you are doing very well, he is very good to you, I'm accustomed to it."

It turns out that he cared about him.

Zhong Yansheng felt touched.

The day Zhong Sidu said that it was impossible for him to like him, he never thought that he would be able to reconcile with Zhong Sidu. He and Zhong Sidu were not on good terms, and the ones who were sad were the Marquis of Huai'an and his wife.

In order to reassure Zhong Sidu, Zhong Yansheng nodded heavily, moved closer to him, and whispered to him: "His Royal Highness Prince Ding is actually not as scary as people say. I couldn't get used to sleeping in his bed, so he had people switch the bed and the under-bed. The old housekeeper is also very nice. He cooks my favorite food for me every day, and everyone is very nice to me."

Can't get used to sleeping in his bed?

Zhong Sidu's face froze. He didn't dare to think about the meaning behind these words. He clenched his fists in his sleeves and nodded reluctantly: "That's good."

Well, he was relieved.

Zhong Yansheng sat back with satisfaction.

When Huai'an Marquis met the guests coming over, Yun Cheng, who had been called to the main courtyard in the past few days, followed behind him.

With the Marquis present, Yun Cheng did not dare to rush over no matter how much he missed Zhong Yansheng. He just silently poured a cup of tea for Zhong Yansheng and looked at Zhong Yansheng rubbing his red eyes. It was obvious that he had been very worried these days. Yun Cheng, who was usually carefree, had some dark circles under his eyes.

Zhong Yansheng gave Yun Cheng a look that said "don't worry", and said he would go to Chunwuyuan to talk if he had anything to say.

Seeing Zhong Yansheng, Huai'an Marquis' expression relaxed a bit. He looked at the two young men sitting together, one was handsome and beautiful, the other was as gentle as a bamboo. Any family would be proud to have such a child.

Marquis Huai'an also couldn't help feeling complicated.

When he found Zhong Sidu, he and his wife were worried about how to make the two children get along well. When the two children could get along well, they would...

"Yuan'er," said the Marquis of Huai'an, "Come here and talk to your father alone."

Zhong Yansheng followed him obediently and walked to the corridor. Huai'an Marquis put his hands behind his back and looked at him for a moment before asking, "Yuan Yuan, do you blame your father for doing this?"

Zhong Yansheng's eyes were clear and bright, with a gentle and clear expression: "No, I understand, Dad."

Marquis Huai’an seemed to want to say something, but after a moment, he swallowed his words back and whispered, "Yuan Yuan, remember, if anything happens in the future... I'm afraid only Prince Ding can protect you."

Zhong Yansheng looked at Huai'an Marquis blankly, not quite understanding how Huai'an Marquis could be so sure that Xiao Nong would protect him.

And he isn't a troublemaker, so how could he get into any big trouble?

Seeing that Huai'an Marquis had no intention of explaining, Zhong Yansheng hesitated and responded: "Yes, I understand."

The banquet was about to begin, and the guests were already on the way. Marquis Huai'an and his wife were very busy, and it was difficult for them to find time to say a few words. After his wife finished speaking, she was urged to leave by the people below.

Zhong Sidu also had to go to the front yard to prepare to welcome guests.

Zhong Yansheng had no choice but to take Yun Cheng back to Chunwuyuan. He was still worried about the things he had hidden. What if they were found out... his scalp would tingle.

Fortunately, nothing in his room was changed, and it remained the same. Yun Cheng followed behind him, sniffing and saying, "Madam forbids us to touch the young master's things, and only asks the servants to sweep the dust... Young master, I heard from Madam that you seem to have to go to Prince Ding's Mansion. When can you come back?"

Zhong Yansheng found it difficult to answer this question because he didn't know either.

Seeing his silence, Yun Cheng held back for a moment, then burst into tears: "Master, are you not going to return to the Marquis' Mansion in the future? Then take me away! I, I don't care if you are the Master of the Marquis' Mansion or not, as long as I follow you, I am willing to beg on the street..."

As soon as he started crying, Zhong Yansheng almost couldn't control the emotions that he had suppressed in front of his parents, and he almost sobbed in front of Yun Cheng.

But Zhong Yansheng felt that this seemed a bit silly. He was leaving the Marquis' Mansion and was going to be an upright man. He took a deep breath to hold back his tears, which were swirling in his eyes. "Don't cry, Yuncheng. When I leave Prince Ding's Mansion, I will bring you to my side."

Yun Cheng stopped crying and smiled: "Okay, Master, please don't abandon me."

Time passed extremely quickly in the Marquis' Mansion, and soon it was time for the banquet. Yun Cheng chatted with Zhong Yansheng for a while, then remembered some things he was responsible for and had to go to the front yard.

Guests arrived one after another, servants came and went, and the whole family was in a happy mood.

Zhong Yansheng was carried by Xiao Nong to take a nap at noon every day. It had almost become a habit. Seeing that everyone was busy, he just took a nap on the bed by himself.

When he woke up, it was already getting dark. He could hear the noisy sounds from the front yard even from the backyard. The front yard was so lively that it made the backyard seem even more deserted.

Yun Cheng seemed to have come back and found Zhong Yansheng asleep, so he changed the tea on the table and brought a plate of his favorite snacks.

Zhong Yansheng listened to the excitement in front of him, sat down on a chair in the dark, took a small bite, and felt that it was not as delicious as before.

It was not suitable for him to show up today, so he could only stay in the backyard.

After staying in the dark room for a long time, Zhong Yansheng gradually felt empty.

Although he likes quietness and hates noise, today is his birthday after all. The Marquis of Huai'an and his wife were busy hosting the banquet and left in a hurry without even having the chance to say a few more words to him...

As if possessed by some mysterious force, Zhong Yansheng quietly went to the front yard to take a look.

Getting closer and closer to the noisy voices, Zhong Yansheng didn't dare to get close to the banquet and hid behind a tree. He turned his eyes and saw Huai'an Marquis, his wife and Zhong Sidu.

It was unknown what the Marquis' wife was saying to Marquis Huai'an and Zhong Sidu. Marquis Huai'an rarely showed a smile on his face, and Zhong Sidu also lowered his head and smiled slightly.

Unlike Zhong Yansheng who had a handsome appearance but a frail body, he looked like his parents, handsome and graceful. One could tell at first glance that he was the true heir of the Huai'an Marquis' Mansion.

The guests bowed and congratulated them: "My Lord, we haven't seen each other for many years. Congratulations on finding your biological son. Your son is very dignified and talented. Looking at your son, I can remember the elegance of the third place winner in the imperial examination. Haha!"

Zhong Yansheng scratched the bark.

Even though he felt a little lost and sad in his heart, he had to admit that Zhong Sidu looked more like a family with the Marquis of Huai'an and his wife... No, they were a family.

He doesn't even know where his parents are.

The bustle in the courtyard had nothing to do with him. Listening to those joyful speeches, Zhong Yansheng felt even more sad and uncomfortable in his heart. After suppressing his emotions for a whole day, he felt shaky and quickly left through the deserted corridor.

Zhong Sidu, who was talking to his elders, saw Zhong Yansheng sneaking away out of the corner of his eye, and his smile froze.

He knew that Zhong Yansheng would definitely not be in a good mood, but today was extremely important to him, several times more important than any other Banquet.

"Sidu?" Madam Hou asked in confusion, "What are you looking at? - Call uncle."

Zhong Sidu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Nothing, I just saw a bird fly away - Uncle."

Zhong Yansheng strolled along the corridor alone for a while and felt like returning to the palace.

Taxue must be lying on the cashmere blanket at this moment, wagging its big furry tail and waiting for him. The big cat is warm to hold, and its fur is soft and thick, and it is also very comfortable to step on.

But there were so many guests in the front yard that it was difficult for him to pass through.

Zhong Yansheng thought about it, avoided people, and took the path he used to sneak out of the marquis' mansion before.

When he arrived at the place, Zhong Yansheng found that the door was sealed.

Maybe he slipped out too many times and was discovered by Huai'an Marquis.

There are too many guests in the Marquis' Mansion today, so all other back doors have been locked to prevent anyone from sneaking in from the backyard and causing trouble.

Zhong Yansheng paced back and forth along the wall, hesitated for a while, and decided to climb over it.

Although Zhong Yansheng was thin, he lacked physical strength. When he was about to climb to the top of the wall, he was already panting, his thin arms were shaking slightly, and he had no strength in his hands.

Looking back, he was already very high off the ground. The thing he used as a footstool was accidentally kicked away. He was unable to go up or down for a while and missed Yuncheng very much.

If Yun Cheng was here, he could help him...

As soon as this thought popped into his mind, his hand was suddenly grasped by a strong hand, which gently pulled him up the seemingly unreachable wall.

Zhong Yansheng's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the man in gorgeous clothes who was sitting on the courtyard wall in disbelief: "Your Highness Prince Ding...why are you here?"

Xiao Nong raised his eyebrows slightly: "If I don't come, how long are you going to hang on this wall?"

Zhong Yansheng lowered his head awkwardly, and then his head was rubbed: "How aggrieved are you? If you are unhappy, just say it out loud. Why keep it in your heart?"

The night wind blew away the day's boredom. Zhong Yansheng sat on the courtyard wall, swung his legs, and hummed: "It's not that I'm unhappy, I just feel depressed..."

Xiao Nong lowered his eyes and looked at him for a moment, then suddenly stood up from the courtyard wall and blew a loud whistle: "Then I will take you to relieve your boredom."

"Where?"

Before Zhong Yansheng could react, he was grabbed by the waist and jumped off the courtyard wall!

The wall of the Huai'an Marquis Mansion is very high, and the feeling of weightlessness suddenly hits Zhong Yansheng. He subconsciously hugged Xiao Nong tightly and screamed in fear.

At the same time, a horse neighed, and under Xiao Nong's leadership, the two men landed steadily on the horse's back.

Zhong Yansheng was still in shock, his hand still tightly grasping the corner of Xiao Nong's clothes.

Xiao Nong seemed to have succeeded in his evil deeds and laughed softly: "You are as timid as a little bird."

As he spoke, he gave the spur of the horse, and the horse, in perfect harmony with him, immediately galloped away.

Xiao Nong's horse ran very fast, but with Xiao Nong leading the horse, the ride was not so bumpy and was more stable than when Zhong Yansheng rode the horse himself.

The two landscapes were rapidly receding. Zhong Yansheng secretly opened one eye and looked for a while, then opened the other eye. The cold wind blew against his face, his eyes lit up, and he gradually felt the pleasure of galloping on a horse.

Seeing that Zhong Yansheng was sitting upright, Xiao Nong felt annoyed and whistled again.

The horse, which had been running steadily just now, suddenly became violent.

Zhong Yansheng was enjoying the breeze, but was immediately thrown to the side by the sudden change. He called out in panic, "Your Highness, your horse!"

"It's going crazy." Xiao Nong said leisurely, "I can't control it."

Zhong Yansheng was afraid of being thrown off, and the broad and solid embrace behind him made him feel safe. After testing it for a while, he carefully leaned his back against it.

The thin body that was tense just now suddenly leaned into his arms, and a faint fragrance brushed past his nose. Xiao Nong lowered his eyes and looked at the still thin and white neck in the darkness. There was a small petal birthmark on it. The location was hidden, and Zhong Yansheng himself probably didn't know it.

Xiao Nong licked his canine teeth unconsciously.

It smells so good, isn't it tempting people to bite him?

No wonder Taxue was thinking about Zhong Yansheng all day long, wanting to bite and lick him.

Zhong Yansheng's neck was very sensitive. When bitten, his whole body would tremble. His ears would turn red to his neck, and his entire body would slowly turn red, like a cooked shrimp.

After staring for a while, Xiao Nong looked away as if nothing had happened.

As it gets dark, the streets are not so busy anymore. The galloping of horses will not disturb other people. The horses are running wildly and happily.

Zhong Yansheng was in high spirits, and only now did he remember to ask, "Your Highness, where are we going?"

Xiao Nong did not give a clear answer. He held the reins and said, "You'll know when you get there."

Soon, Zhong Yansheng knew where it was.

Xiao Nong brought him to the city wall.

Zhong Yansheng had never ridden such a fast horse and enjoyed the ride. However, when he dismounted, his legs couldn't help but become weak. He hesitated a few times and was then picked up by Xiao Nong, who was waiting by the side with his arms crossed.

Zhong Yansheng was embarrassed: "Your Highness, please put me down..."

He discovered that Taxue liked to pounce on people and lick them, while His Royal Highness Prince Ding liked to hug people when they disagreed with him.

Xiao Nong didn't try to tease him, he put him down steadily on the ground, and led his men toward the city wall.

He doesn't know how Xiao Nong arranged it, but no one stopped the two of them from climbing up the city wall.

The sky had completely darkened, and it was pitch black all around. There was certainly no scenery to be seen outside the city wall.

Zhong Yansheng was a little puzzled as to why Xiao Nong brought him here. Before he could say anything, he was picked up again unexpectedly. Xiao Nong held him as easily as if he were a baby and put him on the battlement of the city wall.

It was pitch black down there, with the evening breeze blowing. Zhong Yansheng shrank his feet in fear and was about to ask Xiao Nong with a frown, but Xiao Nong also sat on the battlement, a little higher than him, and took something out of his arms.

The next moment, a deep sound of the ancient xun blew out from Xiao Nong's lips.

The sound of the ancient xun is clear, low and endless, and it becomes increasingly distant above the city wall.

Zhong Yansheng was stunned by what he heard, and forgot to utter the question that was on the tip of his tongue. He held his face with his hands and listened attentively to the music that Xiao Nong played for him.

The distant ancient tune seems like the endless desert and the snow covering the Cangshan Mountains. The melody gradually changes from low to high, and the sound goes straight to the heart.

At that moment, a burst of bright fire suddenly broke out from the darkness below!

Making flower flowers!

Zhong Yansheng opened his eyes wide in surprise and saw several people standing under the dark city wall, hitting the stone piers with molten iron. In an instant, brilliant sparks broke out, splashing, burning, hot and warm.

The gorgeous firelight was reflected in his eyes, and his breathing stopped. He stared intently, his eyes reflected extremely brightly.

The sound of the Xun stopped at some point. Xiao Nong played with the Xun with one hand, and with the other hand he lowered down and pressed it on Zhong Yansheng's head, rubbing his soft hair: "Are you still bored?"

Zhong Yansheng looked at Xiao Nong in a trance. The firelight illuminated his face, which always had a bit of evilness. At this moment, when he looked down at him, there seemed to be a bit of pity and tenderness in his expression.

The sparks were still blooming, and on the city wall, His Royal Highness Prince Ding, who was feared by outsiders, was trying to make him happy.

Zhong Yansheng seemed to understand why Huai'an Hou said that. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he smiled with his lips pursed: "Yes! Thank you, Your Highness!"

Xiao Nong raised his eyebrows and said in a less friendly tone: "What did you call me?"

"…Prince?"

"Think clearly."

Seeing Xiao Nong's expression changed and looking cold, Zhong Yansheng was a little at a loss for a moment.

Seeing his eyelashes fluttering and his face blank, Xiao Nong was silent for a moment and said helplessly: "What did you call me before?"

After running around to make him happy, all he gets is being called "Your Highness". How unreasonable.

Zhong Yansheng was stunned for a moment, remembering the embarrassment of recognizing the wrong person. He stammered for a while and tentatively called out in a low voice: "Brother?"

Xiao Nong curved the corners of his lips: "Speak louder, I didn't hear you."

The sparks below were still blooming, flickering on their faces.

The night breeze was blowing gently, and after a while, it carried the voice of the person next to me into my ears.

"Brother."

Sounds so good.