Ch. 70 - Xiao Nong: Who said it doesn't count?

Shuiyun Village was completely burned down by a fire. The officers and soldiers of the Fifth Army Camp worked for several days to transport some of the remaining gold, silver and jade articles from the village. They also counted the number of bandits whose bodies were burned beyond recognition and found a rough match.

That's it, you can report it with confidence.

Governor Wei and others really breathed a sigh of relief this time.

Taking advantage of the fact that the government's attention was on Shuiyun Village these days, Wei Ling reported to Zhong Yansheng, then took his men out from the other side of the mountain, took most of the remaining goods shipped out of the village and dealt with them, and brought the account book when he came back.

Zhong Yansheng was not good at reading these things. He felt overwhelmed after taking a look at them for a while. He could barely understand them. The batch of goods was delivered to Wei Ling's business subordinates. With these goods, there were already hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in the account book.

"Young master, please withdraw as much as you want," Wei Ling bowed her head respectfully and stood outside the window, "From now on, I will bring people to hide beside you to protect your safety."

Zhong Yansheng nodded and looked at the records, his eyes lit up.

In that case, he really has 300,000 to buy His Royal Highness the Prince!

But no matter what he thought, Zhong Yansheng didn't dare to run and tell Xiao Nong. He closed the account book, asked Wei Ling to go back and rest first, and then lowered the window.

It is better to finish drawing the little man first.

He always felt that if he confessed his identity to Xiao Nong and talked about the engagement, Xiao Nong would be very angry.

Zhong Yansheng painted shameful things all day long and was too embarrassed to see people. He would not see Xiao Nong when he came, but would hide in his little shell and tell Xiao Nong to go away through the door.

Xiao Nong worked hard for several days and almost solved the trouble in Baoqing Prefecture. Finally, his patience ran out. He no longer paid attention to Governor Wei who asked the two of them to stay for a few more days. He wrote a memorial and sent it back to the capital. He then forcibly took Zhong Yansheng and directly put him on the carriage to the dock.

Zhong Yansheng worked late into the night last night and finished the last two pictures. When Xiao Nong took him out, he was staggering like a boneless rag doll. He hummed vaguely, climbed into Xiao Nong's arms and closed his eyes.

Xiao Nong twisted his face and looked at it carefully. Because of his fair skin, the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious. He felt amused and angry at the same time: "I thought you were hiding in the house and sleeping all day, how come you are like an adulterer?"

Zhong Yansheng ignored him, slapped his hand away, and complained, "I'm very sleepy...don't bother me."

It’s all Xiao’s fault for not being able to study hard, otherwise he wouldn’t be so tired.

It’s really tiring to paint that kind of picture.

Tsk.

His temper is getting worse and worse.

Xiao Nong took off his outer robe and covered Zhong Yansheng with it to prevent him from getting cold. He lowered his head to look at the person who immediately fell asleep in his arms. The extremely irritable mood of these people was like spring snow meeting the warm sun, slowly melting and calming down a lot.

After drinking the bowl of medicine with Zhong Yansheng's blood as the inducer, his dependence on Zhong Yansheng seemed to become more and more serious.

It's like some kind of addiction, from the body to the heart, but wanting to see Zhong Yansheng is not just because of that addiction.

Xiao Nong played with Zhong Yansheng's soft hair, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

The old man knew what was causing his headache, and he also knew that Zhong Yansheng's presence could alleviate his headache, so he probably let him stay with Zhong Yansheng on purpose.

After all, Zhong Yansheng's identity is a "prince", and their relationship is not good on the surface. In this case, if he finds that Zhong Yansheng can relieve his headache, it will only deepen his suspicion of Zhong Yansheng. He thinks it is another conspiracy of the royal family, and will push Zhong Yansheng away, or even attack him.

This old guy likes to control everything in his hands. His actions seem to be intended to make Zhong Yansheng... isolated and helpless.

The young man who had fallen asleep in his arms suddenly murmured in his sleep, his voice soft: "Xiao... Xianwei..."

Xiao Nong came back to his senses, hugged him lovingly, and sniffed the faint scent on his neck intoxicatedly, "Hmm?"

He actually dreamed about him? What did he dream about?

"...You bastard...you are not allowed to cover yourself with the blanket."

Xiao Nong: “…”

Xiao Nong rubbed him twice in displeasure.

Zhong Yansheng wrote furiously for two days and was also dizzy on the boat for two days before he got enough sleep and regained some energy. As the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, he became anxious and simply summoned the generals of the five military camps.

His tone was very serious: "The Autumn Festival is coming soon. The soldiers are following me outside and cannot reunite with their families. We can't make moon cakes on the boat. It's miserable to drift on the water on the day of reunion. Why don't we dock at the pier tomorrow and let everyone relax and spend the festival together? But remember not to enter the market and don't disturb the people. Those who violate the order...will be handed over to the Black Armor Army for punishment."

Being able to go ashore to celebrate the festival was certainly much better than being squeezed in a small cabin. Before everyone had time to be happy, they felt a chill on their backs when they heard the last sentence. They no longer looked down on this young prince as they did when they set out, and they all responded respectfully.

The next morning was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the ship was heading for the nearest pier. Early in the morning, before Xiao Nong even opened his eyes, he heard the rustling sound of someone prying open the window.

The little ancestor would not crawl in early in the morning to scold him. Xiao Nong was a little curious about what he wanted to do, so he lay there without moving. After a while, Zhong Yansheng finally pried open the window with a dagger, crawled in, tiptoed to put the things in his hand on the table.

Then he leaned back to the bed, looked at him for a moment, muttered something, and then seemed to hang something around his neck.

When he bent down, his hair brushed against Xiao Nong's neck, making it very itchy. Xiao Nong moved his hands twice before he could resist and pushed the person into his arms.

The others left in a rustle. Xiao Nong opened his eyes, sat up and looked, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Zhong Yansheng put his precious longevity lock on him.

There is also a bowl of longevity noodles on the table.

Xiao Nong looked at the longevity lock, then looked at the bowl of longevity noodles and burst out laughing.

It has been a long time since he celebrated his birthday. After all, he has spent most of his time on the battlefield in recent years. Not to mention whether others have the same intention, he himself may not even remember it.

What's more, his birthday is on such a day... The Xiao family has long been gone, who will he reunite with? The subordinates will naturally not dare.

But Zhong Yansheng was sincere and wished him longevity.

We can't let this kid down.

Xiao Nong got up, washed up, then sat down and ate the longevity noodles.

By the time the ship arrived at the dock, it was already afternoon.

Zhong Yansheng asked Huo Shuang to keep those disobedient guards under control and not let them follow him. Then he took advantage of the chaos when people were getting off the boat and pulled Xiao Nong into the carriage that Wei Ling had helped prepare in advance.

Zhong Yansheng was so serious, Xiao Nong naturally would not refuse his wish and let him run with him without asking where Zhong Yansheng was going to take him. After getting on the carriage, he leaned against the window, holding his chin and looking at him with a smile. He did not say a word, but his gaze was so strong that it was hard to ignore.

Zhong Yansheng felt uneasy when he was stared at by his smiling gaze, as if all his secret preparations had been seen through by Xiao Nong.

Xiao Nong was very calm and composed, as if everything was within his expectations and would not make him panic.

Zhong Yansheng moved to sit next to him. Under Xiao Nong's gaze, he couldn't help but explain, "There's a festival in the nearby city tonight, and they're going to light lanterns. It's said to be very effective."

Xiao Nong raised his eyebrows: "It's something for children to play with."

Zhong Yansheng kicked him unhappily.

Xiao Nong reached out and pulled the man closer, then obediently changed his words: "Okay, let's go release the lanterns."

Zhong Yansheng felt that he was being perfunctory and kicked him lightly again.

"Yuan Yuan, why are you still bullying me?" Xiao Nong teased him, "Today is my birthday."

Zhong Yansheng was distracted by his words and felt that it was not a good idea to kick him today, so he huddled in his arms. He accidentally touched Xiao Nong's hand around his waist and exclaimed, "Your hands are so cold."

He covered Xiao Nong's cold fingers and asked worriedly, "Do you still have a headache?"

Xiao Nong squinted his eyes and glanced at the small section of snow-white neck exposed under his black hair. He licked his canine teeth, resisted the temptation and avoided the mark on his neck. He rested his chin on his shoulder and said lazily, "It's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore."

Zhong Yansheng lowered his head. He was used to being nibbled by Xiao Nong, so he pushed his hair aside very consciously and skillfully, and said obediently: "If it hurts, just lick me."

“…”

Xiao Nong gritted his teeth and reached out to push his hair back, completely covering that eye-catching skin.

After a while, Zhong Yansheng realized that Xiao Nong still didn't rub and kiss and lick his neck like before. He was stunned for a moment, and asked sadly and depressedly: "Don't you like licking me anymore?"

Sure enough, Xiao Nong still minded the mark on the back of his neck.

Ever since Lou Qingtang blurted out that the thing on the back of his neck that looked like a Gu might be related to Xiao Nong, Xiao Nong rarely touched that area of ​​his skin.

Xiao Nong's head was indeed still aching these days. He had the urge to hold Zhong Yansheng in his mouth and chew on him all the time. Whenever he saw him, his eyes would turn green and he would wish to lock him in bed.

But he endured it for several days because he was afraid that Zhong Yansheng would think too much and think that he was close to him only because he could relieve his headache.

Who would have thought that the kid would clean his neck and move closer to his mouth obediently. The veins on Xiao Nong's forehead were about to pop out, and he gritted his teeth and pinched Zhong Yansheng's waist: "Don't seduce me if you don't want to sleep with me."

Zhong Yansheng's ears suddenly turned red and his eyes became wandering.

It’s not that you can’t sleep.

But he couldn't say that.

Zhong Yansheng closed his mouth, and the carriage swayed slowly towards the nearest city.

It was already dark when they arrived. Today was the Mid-Autumn Festival and the city and its surroundings were extremely lively. Crowds of people were bustling about, with voices rising and falling one after another, and people shouting, laughing and making a lot of noise. It was a scene of prosperity and riches.

In this small southern town, no one knew His Royal Highness Prince Ding who had guarded the border for many years and protected their lives in peace, and no one knew who Zhong Yansheng was. At most, they thought that the two were of good looks, and everyone would not be able to help but take a few more glances. However, due to Xiao Nong's cold expression that kept people at a distance, no one dared to get close.

There were too many people. Xiao Nong frowned, held Zhong Yansheng in his arms, and held his hand tightly.

He was tall and straight, and he easily made his way through the crowded downtown area and quickly took Zhong Yansheng to the river lantern shop he wanted to go to.

The old man selling river lanterns was dim-sighted. When he saw Zhong Yansheng and Xiao Nong, he immediately praised: "What pretty young lady! This master is so lucky."

Zhong Yansheng was born so beautiful that people often mistook him for a girl when he was young. He would be good-natured to correct them: "I am a young master."

The old man remained calm and said, "What a pretty little boy! This old man is so lucky."

“…”

Xiao Nong laughed softly**: "Yes, I am very lucky."**

Zhong Yansheng's ears were burning. He didn't want to pay attention to the old man. He buried his head in the shop and picked and chose for a while. The old man's eyesight was not very good, and he couldn't speak very well, but the river lanterns were well-made. He picked two and was about to pay when Xiao Nong handed over the money first: "Is the other one for me?"

Zhong Yansheng hadn't decided what wish to write yet. He followed Xiao Nong out of the crowd with a brush in hand. He tilted his head and looked at Xiao Nong: "Isn't this something we kids play with? Brother, you still want to play with it now that you're this old?"

Xiao Nong: “…”

Xiao Nong really didn't believe in these things. If Zhong Yansheng hadn't been interested, he wouldn't have bothered to come here. He took Zhong Yansheng through the crowd, walked down along the river bank, and found a place with few people.

Many lanterns have already floated down from upstream. The river water is sparkling in the night. The river lanterns carrying many people's wishes are crowded and bumping downstream, dispelling the cold night all the way.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the lights are shining brightly below.

Zhong Yansheng had a pair of very beautiful eyes. When he looked at people, they seemed to be full of affection, and they were clear and bright, illuminated by the warm light. He picked up the pen seriously and wrote and drew on the small piece of paper for a while.

Extremely Beautiful.

Xiao Nong couldn't help but move closer to take a look, like a dog drooling over a pretty bird: "My dear, what's written?"

Zhong Yansheng didn't expect the great Prince Ding to peek at this thing, so he dodged and said, "You can't look at it!"

Xiao Nong raised his eyebrows and thought for a long time, but gave up the idea of ​​snatching the paper to read. Seeing that Zhong Yansheng had finally finished writing, he took the pen, thought for a moment, and then wrote four large characters in a flamboyant style on the paper.

Just like the longevity lock that Zhong Yansheng carefully hung around his neck in the morning, it will bring him a long and worry-free life.

I hope you will live a long and worry-free life.

This is the wish of Zhong Yansheng's parents and also his own wish.

He was willing to stand in the mud, hold Zhong Yansheng up, and prevent anyone from getting him dirty, so that he could remain clean forever and keep his innocent heart as pure as glass.

A furry head suddenly popped out from the crook of his arm. Zhong Yansheng, who had not allowed him to read it just now, came over curiously**: "Brother, what did you write?"**

Xiao Nong pressed his head down without showing any emotion: "You little heartless guy."

He was really brought up to be childish by this kid. How could he realize his wish by relying on ghosts and gods?

Zhong Yansheng was scolded for no reason and felt a little wronged.

Although he said childish things, Xiao Nong still followed the enthusiastic Zhong Yansheng to light the river lanterns, and personally put them into the river to join the group of river lanterns floating down from upstream.

Zhong Yansheng stared at the swaying river lanterns nervously and grabbed the corner of Xiao Nong's clothes tightly: "The wind seems to be a bit strong, brother, our river lanterns will not be blown over? I heard that if the river lanterns are blown over, it means that the river god is not blessing them."

Xiao Nong was originally nonchalant, but when he heard Zhong Yansheng's worried words, his expression paused, and he stared at the two river lanterns with a sinister look.

No return allowed.

No one knew if it was because of the stare of His Royal Highness Prince Ding, but the two river lanterns trembled, leaning against each other, swaying for several times, and finally drifting down steadily.

Zhong Yansheng breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiao Nong also withdrew his gaze.

Just then, a small boat in the river slowly docked at the shore.

As soon as Xiao Nong glanced over with suspicion, he was pulled onto the boat by Zhong Yansheng: "Brother, follow me!"

It looks like tonight's show isn't over yet.

Xiao Nong didn't ask any questions and followed him onto the boat. There was food and warm wine on the boat. The boatman had already disappeared with a tactful look.

The boat drifted downstream along with the river and the river lanterns, swaying slightly. There were only two people left on the boat. Zhong Yansheng's heart was swaying as he felt that they were just like the two swaying lanterns in the river just now.

There was an oil lamp lit in the cabin, but the light was not very clear.

He finally mustered up the courage to take out the picture album of the little figures he had drawn himself from his arms and said in a weak voice, "Brother, this is for you..."

Xiao Nong's eyes showed a little more smile: "My birthday gift?"

Zhong Yansheng nodded shyly and whispered, "I like the little mountain sparrow you gave me very much, as well as the xun music and iron flowers on the city wall that day. I, I am not good at anything else."

Xiao Nong opened the album and the first page was a picture of Zhong Yansheng going to the wrong place and climbing over the wall to come to Changliu Villa.

He became interested and slowly flipped through the pages. Zhong Yansheng's brushstrokes were elegant and delicate, and it was obvious that he had painted very carefully. Xiao Nong's heart softened, and he understood what Zhong Yansheng had been busy with recently.

Noticing that the child beside him seemed a little restless, Xiao Nong said in a low and soft voice: "It's a very good painting. I like it very much."

Zhong Yansheng's face had turned completely red. He lowered his head and said nothing. He looked very well-behaved.

Turning to the next page, Xiao Nong's fingertips paused.

"Yuan Yuan." Xiao Nong's voice was a little hoarse, and he grabbed Zhong Yansheng, who was about to crawl away with shame, and asked, "Who taught you that?"

Zhong Yansheng had already begun to regret choosing this place to give Xiao Nong the album of little people. The cabin was very narrow, and he had nowhere to run to even if he regretted it.

He was pressed under Xiao Nong, feeling the blazing gaze of the person above him, his eyelashes trembling, not daring to look at the picture he had drawn: "...I learned it."

Xiao Nong remembered that a few days ago, the guy named Yun Cheng went to buy a fire avoidance map. When Zhan Rong reported it to him, he was scolded by him.

Actually, I should have guessed it.

But Zhong Yansheng looked clean, well-behaved and harmless, and he was thin-skinned. He would blush if he was teased. Who would have thought that he was so bold.

Xiao Nong pulled him into his arms, sat him on his lap and hugged him tightly, and placed the album on Zhong Yansheng's legs, coaxing him: "Yuan Yuan, open your eyes."

When Zhong Yansheng opened his eyes, he saw the two people entangled in the picture album in front of him. He was so scared that he closed his eyes immediately. At this moment, Xiao Nong spread his legs apart and pressed his knees against his legs, rubbing them lightly.

The water was rippling, and the boat was shaking. Zhong Yansheng shuddered all over, his eyes became moist, and he was forced to open his eyes and look at him.

After Xiao Nong finished reading this article, he held Zhong Yansheng's slender hand and sniffed the fragrance on his fingertips: "Turn the page."

Zhong Yansheng's earlobes had turned completely red. Under his wolf-like gaze, he turned the page with trembling fingers.

"Little bird, I don't understand it."

Xiao Nong bit his thin earlobe, and the desire for possession that had been suppressed for several days gradually came out. His eyes had turned dark black without him noticing, his breath was hot, and his voice was deep and beautiful: "What is this action, how do you draw it?"

It seemed as if he really couldn't understand and needed Zhong Yansheng to explain it to him.

Zhong Yansheng's cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, and he stammered: "You...you obviously understand it."

"Unfair." Xiao Nong held his hand and slowly turned another page. "I really don't understand. Tell me, who are these people in the painting?"

Zhong Yansheng was forced to look at the tangled pictures on the picture.

His painting skills were excellent, so the pictures looked even more erotic. The pretty little man was sitting on top, and the handsome little man with blue eyes was below. You could tell who was with whom at a glance... Xiao Nong did it on purpose.

He opened his mouth to speak, but the next moment his voice changed, and he almost cried out.

The belt had become loose at some point, and Xiao Nong seemed to be untying it faster.

He imitated the picture, raised his hand and twisted and kneaded it.

The place that took several days to recover its original color turned red again.

Xiao Nong was like a vicious dog, holding him in his arms, licking the delicate skin on the back of his neck for the first time in a long time, trembling slightly with excitement, sniffing his scent, and whispering in his ear: "This king is stupid, Yuan Yuan won't teach me, so I can only learn by looking at the picture."

Zhong Yansheng was wrapped in his arms, and could clearly feel his desire for him. He could only speak tremblingly with tears in his eyes, holding back his shame, and taught him: "First... let me go first, put me on the bed..."

Xiao Nong was indeed a studious and obedient student. He pressed him onto the soft couch in the cabin and kissed his eyelids fiercely yet gently like a ferocious beast holding its prey. His hoarse tone carried a certain temptation: "And then?"

Zhong Yansheng didn't expect that he really needed to teach him step by step, nor did he expect that he really had to tell Xiao Nong how to sleep with him. His neck was already red, and he whispered softly: "There is rose oil under the bed... Use this..."

"Hmm?" Xiao Nong peeled the weakly defended bamboo shoot, revealing the tender white interior, his eyes filled with aggression, "What are you going to do with this? Be good, tell me."

"…rub it in."

Zhong Yansheng felt as if he was floating in the air, his head was dizzy, and he could hardly speak.

It was clearly him who was teaching Xiao Nong, but, but it seemed that something was not going right.

Xiao Nong was shameless and kept asking him, "Why is it so strange? I don't understand."

The man whose clothes had fallen to the ground and who had been almost stripped naked heard him.

Zhong Yansheng was extremely ashamed and got up angrily and wanted to leave: "I, I'm going back!"

Things have come to this point, how could Xiao Nong let him go back?

He raised his hand and pushed Zhong Yansheng back easily. He pried open Zhong Yansheng's lips and licked and kissed the soft lips wantonly. In the dim light, he was as handsome as a ghost. "Which picture does Yuan Yuan like the most? Let's use that one, okay?"

The boat was shaking violently. Zhong Yansheng felt a sense of panic as if he was floating in the water. He subconsciously hugged his neck tightly. His eyes were completely wet. He realized that Xiao Nong was deliberately bullying him. He choked and said, "...Don't."

"Yes." Xiao Nong slowly flipped the album in front of him, pulled out the rose oil, and said in a gentle but vicious tone, "Yuan Yuan doesn't choose what he likes, so I will choose what I like."

Zhong Yansheng immediately and hastily selected a picture.

Xiao Nong placed the atlas beside his pillow with satisfaction: "Yuan Yuan, every part of the painting is very good."

Zhong Yansheng didn't want this kind of praise from him.

Xiao Nong said slowly: "But I have to correct one thing."

Zhong Yansheng looked at him with tears in his eyes, his red lips half open, tempting someone to kiss him.

"This king is much bigger than the one you drew in the picture."

Zhong Yansheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and turned over and wanted to run: "I, I don't want it, brother, uh, I haven't learned it yet, I'll do it another day..."

"It's okay." Xiao Nong pushed him back with a smile, "I learned it."

The boat seemed to rock even more violently.

The aroma of rose oil mixed with the subtle orchid scent permeated the narrow cabin, mixed with a touch of bitter and cold breath, intertwining and colliding with each other.

There were moisture in Zhong Yansheng's eyes, and he couldn't tell whether there was more moisture in his eyes or somewhere else, but he felt that he was about to be drained dry by Xiao.

He was in a daze, and unconsciously hugged Xiao Nong's neck, his voice trembling: "The boat, the boat is going to capsize..."

"Good boy." Xiao Nong explained gently, "It's not that the boat is going to capsize."

He was about to flip over.

Even though the extreme desire in his heart was clamoring to swallow this sweet prey immediately into his stomach and knead it into his bones and blood, Xiao Nong was always gentle and patient enough.

Xiao Nong's fingers are indeed very long.

But it still hurts.

Zhong Yansheng couldn't escape, and had nowhere to run. He sobbed and kicked him: "Bad dog..."

He is very delicate and needs to be held in someone's hands and loved. He can't stand being kissed or bumped. If he feels hurt, he will kick people, and if he feels tired, he will scold people.

It is not clear that those insignificant resistances will only further stimulate people's desire to do evil.

"Yuan Yuan." Xiao Nong brushed away his sweaty hair, revealing his snow-white skin, his eyes dim, "What's written on the lantern? Why did you give me the picture album?"

Zhong Yansheng had tears in his eyes and accused him, "You ask even though you know the answer."

Xiao Nong hugged him and turned over as he screamed. The sudden change made Zhong Yansheng's whole body go limp. He lay powerlessly in his arms. There was a rumbling in his ears. After a long while, he heard Xiao Nong's voice: "Yuan Yuan, I told you, brother is a bad guy."

Zhong Yansheng paused for a long time, his pupils dilated, his slender fingers trembling as he covered his mouth: "...No."

How can you be so obedient?

The long-coveted meat finally came into his mouth, but the feeling of excitement did not go away but instead increased, and evil desires surged. Xiao Nong felt more pity than dirty and unspeakable desires in his heart. He wished he could break him into pieces, swallow him up, hold him in his arms and take him back to Mobei, never letting anyone see him again so that no one could hurt him.

But Zhong Yansheng fell softly into his arms, choking with sobs as he asked, "You said the other day... no one would dislike me, what about you?"

Afraid that Zhong Yansheng would catch a cold, he put on his outer robe. The dagger that Xiao Nong gave him was in his sleeve pocket, and he could reach it with just a stretch of his hand.

Xiao Nong pressed him into his arms and whispered in his ear: "Yuan Yuan, no one can get so close to me with a weapon."

Zhong Yansheng opened his moist eyelashes and looked at him, his heart beating fast, but he could feel Xiao Nong's heartbeat was also fast.

"Only you can."

Xiao Nong took his hand and grasped the exquisite dagger in his sleeve pocket: "I have handed my life over to you. Do you think I like it?"

Zhong Yansheng stared blankly at those eyes as deep blue as the sea. Suddenly, his face turned redder and he gained courage.

Xiao Nong likes him, so he will definitely forgive him.

Zhong Yansheng rubbed his soft and wet head against his neck and whispered, "Brother, there is something I want to tell you. Don't be angry."

"Hmm?" Xiao Nong had never been so patient before, "What?"

"You still remember Wei Ling, right?"

When Xiao Nong mentioned someone else in bed, his tone was obviously a little unhappy, but his tone was still soft: "Remember."

"That day in the mountain village, he recognized my identity." Zhong Yansheng was nervous and shy, looking at him secretly, "I know who my parents are."

Xiao Nong's tone became softer and softer: "Hmm?"

Zhong Yansheng swallowed and said, "You may have heard of my parents' names."

Xiao Nong could guess that Zhong Yansheng's background was not ordinary, so it was normal for him to have heard of his parents' names.

Zhong Yansheng said: "My father is... the late Crown Prince Pei Xi, and my mother is Crown Princess Yin Yifan."

Xiao Nong's expression and movements suddenly froze.

Seeing that he had no reaction, Zhong Yansheng felt his heart was like a boat drifting in the river, swaying restlessly, and his speech speed could not help but speed up: "I, I also heard about our engagement from Wei Ling. I know you don't like our engagement, so I chose to tell you on your birthday. I'll listen to you..."

"Brother, our engagement is no longer valid!"

Xiao Nong: “…”

During the long silence, Xiao Nong did not reveal a happy smile of relief as Zhong Yansheng had guessed. Instead, that face that looked exceptionally handsome in the dim light had an extremely strange expression, and his complexion changed extremely dramatically, with blue and red mixed together, and black and white alternately.

This was the most obvious expression of emotion on the face of His Royal Highness Prince Ding since he came to power.

Zhong Yansheng felt uneasy and subconsciously sensed the danger, so he crawled to the bed involuntarily.

Just as he was hesitating, and his feet were about to touch the ground, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist and was pulled back harshly.

Xiao Nong's face was tense, and he finally said coldly: "Who said it doesn't count? How come I don't know."

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