Male concubine on top (18)

A few days later, the emperor of Daqin sent someone to pick up Shen Nanzhi and bring him back to Beijing. He also issued an imperial decree:

If Shen Nanzhi was really a prince with royal blood, he would have been given the status of crown prince as soon as he returned to Beijing.

And if this is all a hoax, Shen Nanzhi is not the real prince.

Then Shen Nanzhi and Jiang Ye must both die.

Jiang Ye couldn't help but worry. What if everything was a misunderstanding and Shen Nanzhi was not the real prince...what if both of them were beheaded together?

"Didn't my husband say that as long as I was with him, I would be willing to die?"

Jiang Ye rolled his eyes at Shen Nan, "How can it be the same? Not to mention the loss of life, we won't be able to enjoy a rich and luxurious life. Just talk about our fake prince thing, if we can't tell everyone about it, won't people laugh at us?"

He didn't want to be laughed at by the world even after his death.

Looking at Jiang Ye who was arguing seriously in the carriage, Shen Nanzhi chuckled, pulled Jiang Ye into his arms and hugged him tightly.

The white and slender fingers pinched Jiang Ye's soft cheeks.

He said softly, "Then I can only hope that I will be lucky enough to be the prince left behind."

Jiang Ye pulled Xu Qingzhi's arm and blinked.

After a moment, Jiang Ye raised his chin and lightly brushed against Shen Nanzhi's lips.

His eyes are bright like the stars in the sky.

"You are definitely lucky enough to do this!"

"I will bless you."

——

A few days later, Shen Nanzhi and Jiang Ye returned to the capital of Daqin in a carriage.

The capital city was bustling with activity. Even though they were sitting in a carriage, Jiang Ye and Shen Nanzhi were disturbed by the noisy shouting outside the carriage.

In the past six months, Shen Nanzhi and Jiang Ye have been fleeing and seeking refuge together. In a foreign country, in a remote area, they have never been in such a prosperous place.

Jiang Ye couldn't help but lift the curtain in the carriage.

With fingers as white as jade, she lifted a small corner of the curtain, revealing a pair of bright, passionate, and beautiful eyes that were full of hope and hope.

"Ah, it's so fun to watch from outside!"

Not to mention the dazzling array of merchandise, just look at the vendors selling the goods. Just the enthusiastic howls of those people make you want to be among the crowds and stroll around without any worries.

Shen Nanzhi also poked his eyes out from behind and looked at the bustling scene of the capital.

Finally, he looked at Jiang Ye's chin and asked in a low voice,

"What do you want, my wife?"

I didn't dare make too much noise, for fear that the groom outside might hear it.

Even so, the concern in those words cannot be hidden.

Jiang Ye turned around, and his lips happened to brush lightly against Shen Nanzhi's.

Leaving behind an ambiguous afterglow.

He suddenly swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He originally wanted to buy a string of candied haws to eat for fun, but the unintentional kiss just now touched his heartstrings.

What kind of candied haws are you eating?

Jiang Ye lowered the curtain, suddenly leaned forward, and threw the defenseless Shen Nanzhi onto the wooden board in the carriage, and took the initiative to sit on Shen Nanzhi's waist.

It's so greasy.

"What more could you want..."

"Of course I want you the most."

The coachman outside the carriage vaguely felt the carriage shaking. The honest man waved his whip and reminded the people in the carriage,

"You two should sit still, we are about to enter the palace gate!"

In the carriage, Shen Nanzhi was lying on the wooden board with his clothes in disarray. His collar was pulled askew by Jiang Ye, revealing his fair and delicate collarbone with a strong aura of abstinence.

However, Jiang Ye's clavicle was covered with strawberries.

Shen Nanzhi's eyes became clearer. He gently pushed Jiang Ye, his ears slightly red. "My dear husband, please stop making trouble. The coachman said we will be at the palace soon..."

Jiang Ye sat on the delicate beauty unwillingly, he lay with his upper body, breathing hot air into Shen Nanzhi's ear.

"Then why don't you call me husband? Try calling me husband instead?"

There is always a desire to fight back.

The reason why he didn't really counterattack was because it was too tiring to move in bed, and he just wanted to lie down and enjoy it.

But that doesn't mean he never has his moments of male chauvinism.

Which man doesn't want to have a beautiful and well-behaved wife?

Shen Nanzhi pursed her lips, not feeling comfortable calling out the word "husband".

He was used to calling him "husband". The word "husband" sounded solemn and serious, so he couldn't say it out loud.

"Little wife, why don't you call me husband?"

Jiang Ye called Shen Nanzhi "little wife" several times in his ear.

"My dear wife, if you don't call me husband, next time I will use the toy ring I used last time and put it on your vagina, so that you can't ejaculate at all."

Rude and vulgar words came out of Jiang Ye's lips.

But it's not disgusting at all.

Shen Nanzhi glanced at Jiang Ye, his mouth full of helplessness, his ears red, his thin lips slightly opened, and he reluctantly and vaguely uttered two words.

"My husband..."

It's nothing more than calling you husband verbally.

When he got on the bed, the so-called husband was still panting under him.

Shen Nanzhi comforted himself in this way.

This is also why he can always be considerate, virtuous, gentle and virtuous in front of Jiang Ye, just like a wife or concubine.

When Jiang Ye heard Shen Nanzhi calling him "husband", he felt so accomplished that he almost burst into laughter. He raised his head with a hum.

"My little wife is so good."

Only then did he let Shen Nanzhi go and stood up from Shen Nanzhi's body.

As soon as he stood up, the coachman outside the carriage stopped the carriage and said respectfully to the two people inside, "You two can get off the carriage now."

Shen Nanzhi and Jiang Ye got off the carriage respectively.

They stood in front of the majestic and heavily guarded palace, as small as two ants. But fortunately, the two ants were connected and emotionally entangled, so even in such a cold and deserted place, they could secretly find a trace of strength to rely on each other.

Led by the guard, the two went all the way to Yu's study.

The golden buildings are dazzling.

While the guard was not around, Shen Nanzhi secretly pulled Jiang Ye's little finger and whispered,

"Don't be afraid."

These three gentle words gradually calmed Jiang Ye's nervously beating heart.

Even if they find out that Shen Nanzhi is not the real prince, both of them will be beheaded as a warning to the public...

Even after death, I will be laughed at by the people...

I admitted them all.

With Lady Shen, he had nothing to fear.

"I, Jiang Ye, am here to join His Majesty."

Now that he only had a little red mole, Shen Nanzhi naturally didn't dare to say anything else about himself, so he just called himself a commoner.

The voice is elegant, neither humble nor arrogant, and full of grace.

"I, Shen Nanzhi, am here to attend the meeting with His Majesty."

They both knelt down.

In the study, the current emperor of the Qin Dynasty sat in front of a desk with a memorial that he had not yet reviewed. It was an important time to recognize his son and return to his ancestral home, but he was still handling official business, which showed that the current emperor was indeed a wise ruler.

The emperor raised his eyes and looked towards the two people in front of him.

After just a moment, the emperor's eyes were fixed on Shen Nanzhi's face.

The current emperor, who was nearly forty years old, had already worked too much and looked old and gloomy. At this moment, when he saw Shen Nanzhi's appearance, he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and looked even more haggard.

Crystal clear tears gradually appeared in her cloudy pupils.

The man stood up and walked to Shen Nanzhi in a panic. He had lost control and opened his arms to hug Xu Qingzhi.

Just like an ordinary and pitiful father, hugging his long-lost son.

Where is the so-called majesty of the emperor?

"Qing'er, Qing'er..." the man choked.

In this warm embrace, Shen Nanzhi felt an unnatural warmth in his heart. This kind of warmth was different from the one Jiang Ye brought him.

This was love from a father that he had never experienced before.

But... he didn't dare to guarantee that this fatherly love was for him.

The young man in blue on the ground maintained a respectful attitude for an audience with the emperor, neither too friendly nor too warm, neither too cold nor too dismissive, but rather unfamiliar but proper.

"Your Majesty, I just guessed from the fact that there is a red mole on my arm and that I grew up in Xinghua Village... I might be the prince you are looking for."

"But all this is just a bold guess by the common people..."

He was worried that the emperor was too excited and lost his mind.

What if this is all just a coincidence...

The emperor did not let go, tears streaming down his face, he said with tears in his eyes, "Qing'er, it must be you... You must be Qing'er..."

"Your face is so similar to your mother's, so similar..."

If they were not blood relatives, how could there be such a similar face?

This face is the best answer.

In Yu's study, the emperor held his lost and found flesh and blood, his only son Zi Si, and cried bitterly.

Even Jiang Ye, who was standing by, was moved by the scene and his eyes became slightly moist.

You know, when he and Shen Nanzhi met for the first time...

It was Shen Nanzhi's so-called gambling addict father who sold him to the Shen family for money.

At that time, Shen Nanzhi was beaten and scolded. He stood there weakly and lifeless, like a sapling that was about to wither and die, with only a chilly feeling of fate left.

Now, Shen Nanzhi was being held carefully by the emperor who was above all people in the world.

How can people accept their fate?

Shen Nanzhi had accepted his fate at first. He accepted that he would have such a gambling father, that he would be beaten and scolded, that he would be sold to the Jiang family, and that he would be tortured and played with by Master Jiang.

He accepted his fate and would be born in darkness and die in darkness.

There is not a ray of light in my life.

But Shen Nanzhi's fate was not like that.

Shen Nanzhi is the son of the emperor. Some people have been waiting for him and thinking about him for twenty years.

Shen Nanzhi is still the only person Jiang Ye holds in his heart, and a treasure that Jiang Ye will never let go.

Don't accept your fate.

Even though twenty years had passed in the dark——

You must also believe that perhaps in the near future, things will turn around, and all the light will come to you.

——

Just based on the fact that the emperor hugged Shen Nanzhi and cried bitterly that day, we can know how much the current emperor cares about this prince.

Therefore, Jiang Ye's death penalty was in vain after Shen Nanzhi's few words.

Jiang Ye was no longer a wanted criminal of the imperial court.

Moreover, because of the influence of Prince Shen Nanzhi, he lived a life of luxury in the palace for a long time.

Pigs like this have a leisurely and comfortable life, but they are trapped in the palace and have no contact with the outside world. They will eventually get bored.

After enjoying himself, Jiang Ye climbed onto the head of Shen Nanzhi's bed.

Looking at the man who was reading with resentment.

"Your Highness..."

"I, I'm not going to become the Crown Princess, am I?"

Shen Nanzhi raised his eyes, a hint of tenderness in his narrow eyes. His sleeves were gently blown up by the night wind, revealing his skin as white as jade.

Lazy and charming.

He asked softly, "My husband, don't you want to be the Crown Princess?"

Jiang Ye swallowed his saliva, and after sighing that Shen Nanzhi was really pretty, he shook his head firmly and said,

"I don't want to be a princess."

"I just want to be your husband, and you are still my little wife. There are no maids or eunuchs serving us personally, just the two of us... Every day, I can see you washing my clothes, cooking for me, and helping me take a bath..."

He was at the head of the bed, smiling at Lady Shen, "I just want to bully you, order you to do things, and watch you act like my virtuous wife..."

"What about you? Do you want to be the crown prince, or do you want to be my wife?"