He Zisheng ignored him, but walked directly to He Ziming, who was so drunk. He picked up the memorial that He Ziming had thrown in front of him or something, and looked at it.

But it ’s okay not to look at it ... After seeing what He Ziming was drunk, what he wrote about, He Zisheng's face changed suddenly.

"Brother, what's so good about Gu Chen? Do you want to do this for him, for him ..." He Zisheng looked at He Ziming in disbelief, almost trembling.

Nothing else was written on this memorial, but it was the play written by He Ziming after he was drunk to resign to the emperor.

For Gu Chen, did He Ziming even disregard the Crown Prince?

On what basis?

Why is Gu Chen worthy of He Ziming to do this for him?

He Zisheng grasped He Ziming's hand unconsciously and tightened, while sleeping He Ziming seemed to feel some discomfort and moved slightly, but he never woke up after all.

"However, it doesn't matter." He Zisheng was almost obsessed with it. He decided to watch He Ziming while he was asleep for a long time before he was almost determined: "No matter what step you plan to do for him, no matter where you want to go for him One step ... I will, after all, tear you down. "

He Ziming can only be his, his only brother.

Crane slave stood on the side very obediently, and said nothing like a dead body.

"Have your Royal Highness ever met anyone and what did you say to you?" He Zisheng didn't know how long it took before he noticed him and asked.

Crane slave said: "Half an hour ago, His Royal Highness had called Master Liu of the Ministry of Justice."

"Oh, what did he tell Master Liu?" He Zisheng frowned slightly.

Crane slave said: "His Royal Highness ordered Lord Liu to let him carefully watch the eldest son Gu in the prison. Don't be negligent, eat and drink well, don't be wronged. What the eldest son wants, let Liu be satisfied. What do adults give. "

He Zisheng listened to Crane Slave, but looked down at Drunk He Ziming, smiled bitterly, and didn't speak again.

"Then what?" He asked again after a while.

Crane slaves must answer: "After Lord Liu left, His Royal Highness has never spoken, and has been drinking."

"I see." He Zisheng nodded his head, waved his hand again, and directed towards the slave: "You go down first."

Crane slaves were very obedient, and they did not squint to get up and retreat. Before leaving, they did not forget to close the door for He Zisheng and He Ziming.

The door closed gently.

Only the two of them were finally left in the room.

"Brother." He Zisheng was almost intoxicated. He Ziming, who had been drunk and turned into a muddy muddy, lifted up and called him softly.

He Ziming was really drunk completely. He didn't give him a slight response, but the whole person was planted in the arms of He Zisheng.

He Zisheng gently brushed his fingers over He Ziming's eyebrows, eyelashes, and down all the way, rubbing all the contours of his facial features on the face, seemingly playing around to remember himself and the warm time he once had, and finally put his fingers on On He Ziming's slightly dry lips, he asked, "Brother, is Gu Chen really important to you?"

"More important than me? Uh?" He asked almost.

He Ziming didn't respond, but only felt a little itchy subconsciously, and snorted into He Zisheng's arms.

He Zisheng put down his hand and stuck his lips directly to He Ziming's lips. He began to lick his lips little by little and tasted the taste of the most noble crown prince of Daxing.

Along the lips of He Ziming, He Zisheng tasted a strong, pungent wine taste.

But he didn't feel embarrassing. Instead, he felt a little addicted and wanted to try again and again, so he pried open the slit of He Ziming's lips and pryed a mussel shell into the mussel meat very jerky.

He Ziming was suffocated by his kiss. He tried to struggle subconsciously, and was pressed back by He Zisheng. He couldn't resist violently kissing his back.

He Ziming was still resisting at first, but later I did n’t know if it was a drunk punch, or what was going on. He actually slowly responded to He Zisheng, entangled with his lips and kissed fiercely.

After the kiss was over, both of them were a little out of breath, and their lower bodies were inconsistent due to an overly intense kiss.

"... It turns out that the man has such a taste." He Zisheng watched He Ziming be red with his kisses, glowing with silvery lips, rubbing his face repeatedly, his eyes lit up.

He never thought that he was an extraordinary hero, a heroic big emperor ... the taste was so sweet.

"I like you, brother. I have liked it since I was a kid. But there is a section in the middle that treats me so badly that I almost forget it ... treat likes as hate." He put it in He Ziming's ear, his voice soft It seems like a lover murmured, making He Ziming's ears tickle: "How about you? Do you like me?"

"You just responded to me? Did you like me like me and you?" He Zisheng hugged He Ziming tightly and asked almost to himself.

He Ziming's drunk brain was confused, only subconsciously pursuing warmth, and hesitated into He Zisheng's arms.

He Zisheng hugged him with joy.

He Ziming hugged him tightly, but murmured softly: "Zi Qing ..."

The whole person of He Zisheng stiffened into a stone in an instant. All good moods disappeared. He hugged He Ziming tightly and couldn't wait to embed his whole body in his body. Qing? "

"It turned out that the elder brother just responded to me because he regarded me as Ziqing?" His voice was so cold that he could almost freeze people alive: "Is Ziqing really important to you?"

But He Ziming didn't know anything about it, he just hugged him tightly, found a comfortable posture, and snuggled into He Zisheng's body.

He Zisheng wiped the sweat from He Ziming's forehead with his hand, and said voluntarily, "It doesn't matter, even if the big brother has Ziqing in mind, I will replace him, and I will soon replace him as the only important person in the big brother's heart ..."

He said that he started to slowly remove the clothes on He Ziming's body, down his neck, and started to leave one after another fine kiss marks on He Ziming's body.

He Ziming knew nothing about it ...

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He Ziming had a split night hangover headache, but woke up early the next morning but was suddenly awakened by a pot of cold wine poured on his head.

"Which son-in-law does it dare ..." He had sleepy eyes, a splitting headache, and was suddenly splashed with cold wine, and opened his mouth to curse.

Who knows, when he opened his eyes, he met Gu Chen's eyes that were almost **** ...

Gu Chen almost seemed to want to rush up to hit him, but He Zisheng was stumped.

He Ziming woke up suddenly, but found himself naked, while lying in his arms another man who was naked was holding his arms and limbs together, as if he did not wake up ... with himself It's so intimate that it can't be intimate anymore.

It's crane slave ...

That little drama he just held to get angry with Gu Chen.

This is the rhythm of drunkenness, giving arrest to bed in bed?

"Zi Qing ..." He Ziming's brain was dead, and he couldn't even say a word. He just called Gu Chen's name subconsciously.

Gu Chen looked at him coldly, a desperate silence in his eyes.

"Ziqing, listen to me explain, I was last night ... I drank too much last night, and we did nothing yesterday." He Ziming sat up subconsciously, and wanted to explain to Gu Chen, but he felt only a light on his body. Naked, and quickly pulled up the quilt to block himself.

What is it called?

He Ziming just felt like he was sleeping in the old bitter drama about the vicious female second, who knew nothing dull and indecisive fool.

He Ziming's actions awakened Crane Slave.

When the crane slave saw Gu Chen and He Zisheng, he hurriedly wrapped his pajamas and got out of bed. He knelt down in earnest: "His Royal Highness, His Highness Four, Master Gu—"

"Ziqing, nothing happened with him last night, don't believe it ... don't believe you ask him!" He Ziming put on her coat and got out of bed, panicking just pointing at the crane slave to justify.

Crane slaves were very obedient. After listening to He Ziming's words, they responded quickly: "Yes, yes, Lord Gu, His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness did nothing last night, but we were all drunk ..."

They justified their plea.

However, Gu Chen looked at them and they were so ambiguous that they couldn't even hide the mottled kisses ... but he couldn't even hear a word ...

Gu Chen looked at He Ziming's heart. "He Ziming, no, Your Royal Highness. You don't have to explain it to me. We're done."

He walked away immediately after speaking.

"Zi Qing ..." He Ziming looked at his back and was at a loss.

As the closest brother of He Ziming, He Zisheng immediately received the attention of his elder brother and went after his friend on behalf of his elder brother: "Zi Qing ..."

"Chang'an, you don't need to persuade me anymore. All that happened was that Gu Ziqing had a ridiculous spring dream. Now that the dream has awakened, everything has passed." Gu Chen immediately opened his mouth when he saw him. .

He and He Ziming are completely finished.

He Zisheng immediately advised: "Zi Qing, don't take it easy."

"I didn't take it easy." Gu Chen answered almost numbly.

He Zisheng said, "But Ziqing, you and my elder brother made this happen. What should Gu Wen do?"

"Brother ..." Gu Chen awoke from a dream, and then he remembered his purpose of coming to He Ziming today. He also had a brother who was implicated in prison waiting for his rescue.

He Zisheng said, "I was yesterday ... Yesterday, I heard that my elder brother was mad at you, and I asked Master Liu to let him take care of Wen brother."

"Gu Wenge has always been weak. How can he stand up to the Ministry of Justice?" He turned black and white.

Gu Chen didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he seemed to have found himself, determined to say, "Chang'an, do you remember what you said yesterday? Now, I have a decision in my heart."

"But ..." He Zisheng wanted to persuade.

Gu Chen interrupted him directly: "The only thing that matters now is to rescue my elder brother. If he continues like this, He Ziming will surely kill him."

"Chang'an, you want to help me!" He begged his friend's hand, almost like holding a straw for help, and begged.

Where else did He Zisheng reject the truth, he had to say, "... Okay."