Reborn: I Found The Wrong Brother

This mouth is the same as before, as hard as it is honest.

Zhong Yansheng gently stroked Xiao Nong's hair with relief, soothing his headache and anger that were about to explode.

The man who was cold and angry just now was like an angry beast, but slowly he was soothed and calmed down.

The small kisses gradually moved down from the neck. Zhong Yansheng realized that he was going in the wrong direction and quickly held him down.

In the dark room, only the hazy moonlight came in through the window, reflecting the blurred outlines of each other. Xiao Nong buried his head deep in the crook of his neck. His breath was slightly cool, sweeping across his fragile throat, causing him to swallow unconsciously: "Are you calm, are you calm now?"

Xiao Nong's temples had been throbbing for the past two days. He had been having headaches and coughing up blood from time to time. When he heard the news from the palace, his headache almost flared up again. He risked his life to get to the palace, but before he could do anything, Zhong Yansheng lay down like a delicate little kitten, exposing his soft belly and letting him knead and suck it.

The moist and hazy faint orchid fragrance soaked Xiao Nong's tense nerves.

The tip of his tall nose rubbed against the delicate jade-like neck of the man in his arms, as if he could smell the fragrance of his bones and blood through that thin layer of skin and flesh.

The greed, evil desire and possessiveness towards the person in his arms were ignited almost instantly.

Xiao Nong held him up, effortlessly lifting the thin body in his arms, and gently placed Zhong Yansheng on the table. He placed his hands on the edge of the table, holding him in his arms, and leaned forward slightly, resting his forehead against Zhong Yansheng's. He smiled and whispered, "No."

"Come to me again."

Xiao Nong's hands were still so fast that Zhong Yansheng couldn't tell when his belt and shoes fell to the ground.

His eyelashes blinked slightly, trapped in the familiar breath, and he didn't know where he got the courage from, so he raised his foot and stepped between his legs.

"Have you calmed down now?"

Xiao Nong's breathing paused, his deep blue eyes flashed with a faint wolf-like light, his breathing quickened and heated up, and a wet kiss fell from his brow to the corner of his eye and the tip of his nose, as if he wanted to eat him up, like a vicious dog that was getting more and more aggressive: "Yuan Yuan, step on it again."

A deep and beautiful voice penetrated into Zhong Yansheng's ears at a close distance. Half of his body felt soft and numb. Noticing the increasingly hot breath of the person in front of him, he dared not move. With red ears, he wanted to retract his foot, but before he could retract it, his ankle was grasped precisely.

His ankles were thin and slender, and he could easily wrap his hand around them, forcing Zhong Yansheng's fleeing feet to step back. His hot breath sprayed into Zhong Yansheng's ears**: "Why are you running?"**

Zhong Yansheng's sole stepped on him, and he almost fainted from shame. He regretted his actions so much that he stammered, "Let go of my foot. It's a little dark in the room. I want to... um."

The defense that was so weak that it was almost non-existent was easily opened by Xiao Nong's licking and kissing. Xiao Nong held his ankle with one hand and stepped on himself lightly, and with the other hand, he grabbed the back of his neck, pressed back Zhong Yansheng who was trying to escape, and kissed him fiercely and heavily.

It was a very deep and explicit kiss, so wet that Zhong Yansheng had to open his lips to respond. His lips and tongue were being invaded and plundered, making it impossible for him to close them. His cheeks soon became sore.

The room was like a steamer, stuffy and hot. Under the high temperature, the ends of his hair were slightly moist, his eye sockets were hot, and his mind was a mess because of Xiao Nong. He couldn't tell whether his mouth was more sour or his feet were more tired.

But he could hardly bear it any longer. Tears welled up in his eyes. He struggled angrily and stepped heavily on Xiao Nong.

Xiao Nong paused, let out a low groan, and panted softly in his ear.

Zhong Yansheng's whole body stiffened, and his head was rumbling.

He stepped on Xiao Nong...

The shackles on the ankles had been loosened, and Xiao Nong's hoarse and smiling voice brushed past his ears: "Thank you, young master."

Zhong Yansheng's face turned completely red.

Although he and Xiao Nong were both dressed neatly, but, but this was much more shameful than doing anything else.

Xiao Nong hugged Zhong Yansheng, who was almost smoking with shame, and put him on the bed. He exuded a slightly satisfied and lazy feeling. The fierce aura he had previously had was completely restrained back into his bones. He pressed his fingers on his ankles and rubbed them, teasing, "Yuan Yuan, you've learned bad habits."

His seduction was actually very immature, but it was very useful to Xiao Nong.

Zhong Yansheng took a long time to calm down, and then he raised his hand and punched Xiao Nong in the chest: "Who did I learn bad things from?"

If he wasn't afraid of Xiao Nong's impulsiveness, he wouldn't have done that. He just wanted to wash his feet now.

Xiao Nong was hit by him, and his chest was itchy again. Just rubbing Zhong Yansheng's neck with the tip of his nose was no longer enough. People always want more. The more Zhong Yansheng tolerates him, the more greedy he becomes. He took a bite of his inner wear and kissed him. His breath was so hot that Zhong Yansheng shrank slightly: "Does it still hurt?"

Of course Zhong Yansheng felt pain.

Xiao Nong had been very rude to himself. After he came back, he secretly applied medicine to himself. He felt so painful and numb that he wanted to cry. His clothes rubbed against his body when he walked, sat or lay down, and he felt very strange. He blamed it all on Xiao Nong.

But he didn't dare to cry out in pain, and hid back**: "...It doesn't hurt anymore."**

Hearing his answer, Xiao Nong licked the corner of his lips: "That's good, lick it for me again."

Zhong Yansheng was about to cry, and immediately changed his words: "It hurts!"

"Be good." Xiao coaxed him, "Then it won't hurt if you lick it."

Zhong Yansheng: “…”

He knows it! If it hurts, lick it, and it will stop hurting. If it doesn't hurt, lick it again.

He was so scared that he struggled and punched Xiao Nong twice: "No licking! You can lick me if you let Taxue learn to do a backflip."

Xiao Nong was so touched by his cuteness that he wanted to make him cry and lick his tears. He grabbed his fist, smiled, lowered his head, and kissed Zhong Yansheng's lips moistly and tenderly.

Zhong Yansheng immediately became obedient and well-behaved.

He had been in the Yangxin Palace for the past two days, feeling very scared and uneasy.

Just like Xiao Nong needs to stay by his side and smell his scent in order to calm down, he can only feel at ease when wrapped in Xiao Nong's breath.

It was rare for Xiao Nong to kiss so gently, but it was also more lingering and clinging than his usual fierce plundering. When their lips finally separated, Zhong Yansheng was already stunned, with an expression as if he had been kissed in a daze.

Xiao Nong couldn't help it, and lowered her head to peck him on the lips again, her voice low and soft: "I regret letting you return to the palace."

News spread from the palace that the old emperor wanted to arrange a marriage for Zhong Yansheng. For the past two days, Zhong Yansheng was trapped in the Yangxin Palace and lost contact with the outside world.

Unfortunately, the people that Huo Shuang and Zhan Rong had infiltrated were unable to get close to such a core area as the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, and they didn’t even know what Zhong Yansheng’s condition was.

When he thought of this, the anger in Xiao Nong's chest began to surge again.

He said calmly, "Yuan Yuan, I'm going to tie you up and lock you up tonight."

Zhong Yansheng was stunned for a moment, and when he met those deep blue eyes with surging waves, he felt as if he was about to drown in them.

After a while, he finally realized what Xiao Nong was saying. His eyes widened in surprise, his wet red lips moved, and he asked stupidly, "Brother, do you want to lock me up?"

For the first time, Xiao Nong unabashedly revealed his dark thoughts in front of him. He circled his wrist and gently stroked it, his eyes dark, "Are you scared?"

Zhong Yansheng hesitated for a while. Because he had been kissed for a long time, his voice was hoarse, and his tone was soft: "Then don't tie me up with ropes. I'm afraid of pain."

His eyes were so clear, as if he understood what Xiao Nong meant by locking him up, yet he seemed confused and understood nothing.

But the pure attachment and trust in his eyes were very clear, and he naively believed that Xiao Nong would never hurt him.

No one is willing to betray his trust.

Xiao Nong looked at him for a moment, admitted defeat, and the evil spirit in his chest completely dissipated. He suppressed some crazy thoughts, and his heart was rubbed by Zhong Yansheng's furry little head, which made it soft. He let out a breath helplessly.

Zhong Yansheng's head was still in his arms, and his lips, moistened and red from kissing, breathed warmly, carrying the fragrance of orchids, spraying over: "Do you still want to tie me up?"

It's so annoying.

Xiao Nong's throat was dry, and he wished he could immediately pick up the ignorant little bird and eat it up. He stood up to get the handkerchief, but he was too tall, and it was difficult for him to stand up, and his head accidentally hit a corner of the gauze curtain.

The next moment, a bunch of things hit him on the head with a crackling sound.

Xiao Nong: “…”

Zhong Yansheng: “…”

Xiao Nong picked up two objects that had fallen down, and when he looked down, he saw that they were the wooden carvings of little tits that he had given to Zhong Yansheng.

There were many odds and ends of things hidden deep in the layers of the gauze curtains by Zhong Yansheng, including small wooden carvings, small sachets, small medicine bottles... The sachet was bulging. Xiao Nong guessed that every little note he wrote to Zhong Yansheng was carefully folded up by Zhong Yansheng and hidden inside.

There are indescribable emotions swelling in my heart.

This was the first time that Zhong Yansheng's secret place was exposed like this. He was stunned for a long time and accused guiltily: "You are too tall."

Xiao Nong looked at him deeply, without saying a word, and gently pushed him onto the bed.

Zhong Yansheng fell softly on the bed without any resistance.

"Good boy," Xiao Nong now just wanted to hold him in his mouth, his eyes were fierce, and his tone was gentle, "Will you sleep with me tonight?"

The rustling sound of clothes rubbed against each other fell into Zhong Yansheng's ears. He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling, and grabbed his collar. After a while, he nodded with a blushing face.

He bit his lip and whispered, "Don't bite me."

"No bite." Xiao Nong seemed to be easy to talk to, and he felt hurt to the bone, "Whatever you say is what it is."

Facts have proved that Xiao Nong is still very hateful.

The bed in Minghui Palace was very big and creaked as it shook slightly.

Zhong Yansheng was on the verge of collapse soon.

Near midnight, an order came from the room saying that the little prince had a nightmare and to bring hot water into the room.

It would have been too much of a fuss to bring in a bathtub at this hour, so Zhan Rong disguised himself as a palace servant and brought in a basin of hot water and a towel. He did not even dare to look at the screen for even a second before quickly leaving.

Xiao Nong wrung out a wet towel and wiped the sweat off Zhong Yansheng, whose eyelids were almost closed. After wiping his thin white fingers, he put them on his face and rubbed his face with them. He tilted his head and kissed him, saying softly, "Yuan Yuan, when you got off the ship that day, did you bring my gift back with you?"

He still has the nerve to mention it!

Zhong Yansheng weakly slapped him on the face.

All his strength had been drained away, and he felt light and fluttery, not like being hit, but more like being touched, like a bird flapping its soft and velvety wings. Instead of hurting, it just felt itchy to the bone.

Xiao Nong narrowed his eyes, his pupils were dark, and his smile deepened: "Hit me again?"

Zhong Yansheng: “…”

abnormal!

Zhong Yansheng turned his head and ignored him.

His body was messed up by Xiao Nong, and Xiao Nong didn't really want to wipe it clean, but he knew very well how fragile the little beauty's body was, and was worried that he would catch a cold in the cold night, so he quickly wiped him clean and wrapped him in a quilt.

Zhong Yansheng moved uncomfortably: "...It's not clean."

"Wipe it off in a moment." Xiao Nong lay down and hugged him, nuzzling him with the tip of his nose. "Just for a moment."

Zhong Yansheng was too soft-hearted. He rubbed against him like a big cat for a few times, then forgot the lesson he had just learned and nodded hesitantly: "Okay, okay."

Very well-behaved.

Xiao Nong hugged him and smiled slightly: "Yuan Yuan, why do you hide everything in the gauze tent?"

Because the boxes would be turned over, there were signs of them being turned over in the drawers under the bed and in the mirror boxes.

Only the top layer of the bed curtains where he usually hid things and the deepest layers of gauze would not be turned over.

Zhong Yansheng's eyelashes trembled rapidly, and after a while he whispered, "I have no other place to hide."

The Huai'an Marquis Mansion is no longer his home, and the imperial palace is not his home either.

The only place he could return to was Prince Ding's Mansion, but now he couldn't go back.

He lied to Xiao Wenlan. Even if Taxue couldn't do a backflip, he would still go to Prince Ding's Mansion.

Xiao Nong felt so distressed that he just wanted to pile all the good things in front of him, kiss his blinking eyelashes tenderly, and wished he could hold him in his arms and take him home tonight.

Zhong Yansheng felt itchy when he kissed him, but he didn't hide.

Xiao Nong took the risk to come to the palace, and he was actually... very happy.

My restless heart finally settled down, and I wasn't so panicky anymore.

He looked at Xiao Nong's handsome profile and reached out to touch his waist: "Is your injury healed?"

Xiao Nong's Adam's apple twitched, and he held down his hand: "Don't touch me."

Zhong Yansheng felt wronged: "but doesn’t you also touch me?"

"Okay." Xiao Nong took his hand away, half threatening and half warning, "You can act like a spoiled child, but don't seduce me."

Zhong Yansheng was wrongly accused of seducing him again. He looked at him aggrievedly for a while, then changed his position, climbed on top of Xiao Nong, using His Royal Highness Prince Ding as a human cushion, and his warm and soft breath brushed Xiao Nong's Adam's apple.

Xiao Nong's whole body stiffened, and he half leaned against the head of the bed, staring at him with dark eyes.

After a moment, without moving him, he touched his soft hair which was still somewhat moist, and lifted the quilt up again. His movements were calm, but his eyes were still not so calm.

Zhong Yansheng just wanted to lie on him for a while, so in order to stop Xiao Nong from thinking about doing bad things, he immediately brought up another topic: "Brother, the old man ate Wuxiang Pills."

He carefully told the story of how he had tripped Pei Hong at noon a few days ago, took a risky glance at him, and then went to the Yangxin Palace to investigate.

Before taking the pill, the old emperor was lifeless, as if he was only breathing his last breath. After taking it, he suddenly seemed to be revived. There is no other thing except Wuxiang Pills that can have such miraculous effects.

Zhong Yansheng continued, "I'll ask Wei Ling to make some fake Wuxiang pills and mix them into the pills that the old man takes."

Xiao Nong guessed what he meant when he heard the words, but he still waited patiently for him to finish before saying, "I am stationed outside the Great Wall. Some small foreign countries also like to eat this kind of food. My people know more about it. Let Wei Ling go find them."

Zhong Yansheng nodded.

Wuxiang Pills are quite effective in relieving cough, relieving pain and calming the nerves, but taking too much of this is tantamount to seeking death. If the old emperor took a mixture of real and fake Wuxiang Pills and found that the usual amount was ineffective, what would he do?

Either you increase the dosage and damage your body, or you dare not eat more and become mentally confused due to addiction.

Whatever the old emperor did, it would be beneficial to them.

"In two days, the secret agents I have planted will be on duty at the Yangxin Palace." Xiao Nong said in a gentle voice, "Let them handle the dressing changes. Next time you are trapped in the Yangxin Palace, there will be someone to help you."

The palace maids in the Hall of Mental Cultivation have to be replaced every three days, and the rotation speed is very fast. The old emperor has really done too many bad things, and he is afraid of ghosts knocking on his door at night, so he dare not let anyone stay around him for too long.

After hearing what Xiao Nong said, Zhong Yansheng felt relieved. For the past two days, he and Feng Ji were trapped in the Yangxin Palace, surrounded by unfamiliar faces and unable to trust anyone. He was terrified and helpless. That feeling was really terrible.

"I asked Zhan Rong to draw up a list and gave it to Huo Shuang. Ask him to pretend to look for those people."

Zhong Yansheng tilted his head: "What list?"

"The old man kept Huo Shuang by his side so that he could use him to dig out your father's other old subordinates who were scattered everywhere." Xiao Nong's eyes flashed coldly, "I will give him a list."

Most of the people on the list Xiao Nong brought were Zhong Yansheng's father or people from the Xiao family who had taken advantage of the situation.

Anyway, there is a precedent like the Huai'an Marquis Mansion, which seemed to be taking advantage of someone's misfortune but was actually secretly protecting Zhong Yansheng. With the old emperor's suspicious mind, when he found out that Huo Shuang was approaching someone on the list, he would kill him without hesitation.

Xiao Nong smiled and said, "Let them fight each other for a while."

Zhong Yansheng said sincerely: "You are so bad, Your Highness Prince Ding."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

Xiao Nong said, frowning and circling his waist: "You've lost weight again."

Zhong Yansheng complained: "Well, the food in the palace is too bad."

The Ding palace is still better. The guards who are in charge of cooking in the palace will study his favorite dishes, and Wang Boxian will also cook special meals for him. Every time he follows Taxue to the kitchen, he will be fed by everyone.

The two of them talked in a low voice for a while, and then there were two light knocks outside the window, which was Zhan Rong's signal.

Zhong Yansheng was stunned for a moment, then became sad: "Are you leaving?"

"I can stay a little longer." Xiao Nong leaned down and kissed the corner of his mouth. "Once everyone is arranged to come in, it will be much more convenient to move around the palace. Be good and don't cry."

Zhong Yansheng then realized that his eyes were wet. He lowered his head and groaned. After a while, he remembered something: "Brother, is Prince De the old man's favorite prince?"

"Why are you saying this suddenly?"

Prince De looks very similar to the old emperor when he was young, but their personalities are very different. Prince De has a bad temper and is arrogant, with an empty head, whereas the old emperor was very low-key and tolerant when he was young. Because his background was not as good as his other brothers, he was often bullied. Life became better with the protection of Prince Kangwen.

Zhong Yansheng thought about the interaction between the old emperor and Prince De in the Yangxin Palace that day, and said uncertainly: "I think he doesn't like Prince De very much, but I heard that he thinks highly of Prince De and will cover for Prince De no matter how big a mistake he makes."

Having said that, Zhong Yansheng stopped talking.

Praising someone all the time and then letting him fall heavily, isn't this the old emperor's usual tactic?

Isn't it the same reason why he seems to be loving and pampering Prince De and him?

Since he didn't like his son, Prince De, why did he summon the prince to come to the capital?

When the princes came to Beijing, they were naturally eyeing the throne. The old emperor was a person who would never give up power, so why would he allow several sons he disliked coming to Beijing?

Xiao Nong also noticed the contradiction: "If we want to prevent the vassal kings from causing chaos, there are many other princes of the royal family besides Prince An, Prince De and Prince Jing. It is meaningless to ask these three to come back."

Zhong Yansheng tried hard to think of a conjecture that even he himself found incredible: "There is another possibility. The son he really likes is not Prince De."

But it’s Prince An or... His Royal Highness Prince Jing.

In the old emperor's eyes, Xiao Nong and Prince De were both whetstones.

Zhong Yansheng said without hesitation: "Prince An!"

His Royal Highness Prince Jing is a very good person. He has never had any bad intentions. He also helped him cover up in front of the old emperor. In comparison, Prince An is the most suspicious.

Prince An is usually low-key and silent, with little sense of presence. He is always bullied by Prince De. He is exactly the same as the old emperor when he was young. When the old emperor sees Prince An, he will probably think of his younger self, so it is normal for him to have high hopes for him.

Xiao Nong hesitated for a moment and said, "I will ask someone to keep an eye on Prince An."

Zhong Yansheng felt that everything in front of him was suddenly clear, thanks to his own cleverness. He poked Xiao Nong's chest with his slender fingers, and asked him to praise him with bright eyes: "Brother, am I very smart?"

Xiao Nong couldn't help but smile: "Well, you are so smart, Yuan Yuan."

Zhong Yansheng was a little embarrassed, secretly happy for a while, and then asked: "Brother, hasn't Doctor Lou found out yet?"

"There are some clues."

Zhong Yansheng let out an "oh". He had always been worried that the thing on his body was born to restrain Xiao Nong. He was also worried that Xiao Nong liked him just because of the illusion brought about by that thing. He couldn't help but crawl down and put his ear to Xiao Nong's heart.

Under the thin and tough skin, the steady heartbeat became faster and faster in his ears.

Zhong Yansheng raised his head from his arms: "Brother, why did your heartbeat suddenly speed up?"

"Because there's a little bastard sticking up here."

Xiao Nong pinched the soft flesh on his face, his eyes had turned into a dark blue**: "Didn't you notice another change in me?"**

Of course Zhong Yansheng noticed it. He slowly crawled out stiffly, not daring to lie on Xiao Nong: "You...you just bear with it."

"I can't stand it."

Xiao Nong turned over and pressed him back under him. Fortunately, he had not wiped Zhong Yansheng clean just now, so he sank down smoothly. His voice became hoarse: "For the last time, dear."

Xiao Nong is a big liar.

Zhong Yansheng was about to collapse again.

When he couldn't stand it anymore, he would try to escape and crawl out using his hands and feet. Xiao Nong saw that he liked to crawl, so he followed him considerately. When he stopped, he asked with interest, "Why don't you crawl anymore?"

Zhong Yansheng's legs were so weak that he had no strength left. His whole body was wet. He sobbed and cursed him, "Liar..."

"Unfair, I listen to you very much." Xiao Nong narrowed his eyes, held a strand of his hair in his mouth, and said with a smile, "You didn't suppress my nature."

Zhong Yansheng choked up.

Xiao Nong is a bad dog. No matter how nicely he speaks, he is as cruel to others.

He lay there for a while with his brain turning pale, his whole body soaked in hot sweat. Just when he was in a daze, his head was gently touched again. Xiao Nong's voice contained a malicious smile: "Yuan Yuan, keep climbing."

“…”

It was four o'clock in the morning, and the night was dark. Xiao Nong let Zhong Yansheng's body be covered with his scent, and sniffed his smell with satisfaction. Out of some dark possessiveness, he did not clean him too thoroughly. He dressed him properly, wrapped him in a quilt, and stuffed a hot water bottle into him.

Standing in front of the bed, after stuffing Zhong Yansheng's precious little things back into the depths of the bed curtains, Xiao Nong stared at that wet, tired and peaceful sleeping face for a while, bent down and kissed the corner of his lips, then walked away quietly, lazily climbed out of the window, ignoring Huo Shuang, whose face was extremely dark and whose eyes were spitting fire, and leisurely followed Zhan Rong away.

Zhong Yansheng was extremely sleepy, but because he was surrounded by a familiar atmosphere, he had a rare good sleep in the palace.

The next morning, when he woke up in a daze, he felt something cold on his leg. He reached out to touch it and bit his lips.

Not sweat.

Xiao coaxed him for a long time, but in the end he didn't clean up for him.

……damn thing.