The world is heavy and late

Chapter 220 Brothers
At the beginning, His Highness the Crown Prince was very uncomfortable and disliked it, but every time His Highness the Crown Prince strode ahead, there would always be a little dumpling behind him shouting: "Brother Huang, wait a minute, Your Majesty!" , bro, wait..."

The voice was soft, earnest and excited, as if it could reach people's hearts. The prince could only stop and turn around impatiently every time, waiting for the little dumpling behind him to rush over and bump into his arms. Tuanzi moved forward slowly with his hand, and said in his mouth, "You annoying spirit."

Little Highness Jing Ning held Brother Huang's hand and was walking happily, when he heard the crown prince's low reprimand, he immediately stopped and retorted: "It's not a nuisance."

The two eyes were bulging open, obviously the crown prince had to give an explanation, he had to apologize and admit his mistake!
The prince looked at Jing Ning and said, "Just you chattering around all day long, and you have to take you with you wherever you go. Why aren't you a nuisance?"

Xiao Jingning's cheeks puffed up in anger, but she didn't know how to refute, so she could only stomp her feet: "I'm not an annoyance, I'm not an annoyance, I want to accompany Brother Huang, Brother Huang is bad."

As he spoke, he couldn't help it, the baby's voice was almost aggrieved, the two round eyes were filled with sparkling tears, and it seemed that he couldn't help it anymore, his small mouth was tightly pursed , just looked at Prince Zhao Jingxing pitifully.

Zhao Jingxing quickly squatted down, glanced at his hands, tugged at his sleeves and wiped the tears from the younger brother's eyes indiscriminately, while saying bitterly: "You are not only an annoyance, but also a little crybaby."

His Royal Highness Jing Ning had already been coaxed by the action of the emperor, but now he was even more wronged, and cried out with a whoosh, and shouted while crying: "I said I am not annoying, I want to accompany you, woo woo woo Woohoo, I want my mother, I want my aunt, I want to go back, hoooooooo."

Prince Jing Xing was a little guilty, and quickly ignored other things. He quickly hugged the soft and glutinous dumpling into his arms, patted his back, and patted His Royal Highness Jing Ning's limp hair, and said with a guilty conscience : "Okay, okay, Gu made a mistake, stop crying, cry again, cry again, Gu can leave."

His Royal Highness Jing Ning cried a lot, and then slowly calmed down amidst the cajoling of the emperor's brother, but obviously he still remembered, looked at the prince wronged and said, "It's not a nuisance."

How dare the crown prince talk about this squeamish person, he hurriedly said: "No, no, brother Huang made a mistake, Jing Ning is not a nuisance."

His Royal Highness Jing Ning was now happy, and threw himself into the prince's arms again, imitating Gu Weiyun and Xia Qing's way of expressing love, and kissed his prince's elder brother. The prince obviously did not expect that no one had kissed him in recent years .

He wiped the saliva off his face and felt disgusted, but looking at Jing Ning's chubby cheeks and clear eyes, he was still a little happy. Jing Ning really liked him very much, and even cuddled and hugged him.

He reached out and pinched Jing Ning's smooth and tender cheeks and said, "Brother Prince, I will carry you alone."

Jing Ning said sweetly, "Brother Prince."

Zhao Jingxing was obviously too cute by his younger brother, he knelt down and turned his back to Jing Ning and said, "Come up quickly, but it will only be memorized for a while."

Jing Ning had already rushed over to lie on Zhao Jingxing's back, and the palace servants behind him finally thought of going forward to dissuade her, but was fixed in place by the crown prince's stare, and did not dare to say more.

The prince stretched out his hand to support Jing Ning's little buttocks and stood up, rushed forward a few steps and said, "Let's go."

Jing Ning giggled, crisp and loud, and the people around could hear it clearly.

Although Zhao Jingxing was a bit annoyed by this follower sometimes, he still liked to gain the upper hand, but this did not include the night.

He looked at Zhao Jingxing who was lying on the bed wearing a small bellyband and trousers, gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and go back to Weiyang Palace."

Zhao Jingning rolled on the bed, stretched out his hand and said to Zhao Jingxing, "Brother Huang, hug me."

Zhao Jingxing, who had been tired all day, didn't want to hug this little follower, and said directly: "Hurry up and get up by yourself, I'll let someone clean up a room next to you."

Zhao Jingning will not die until he reaches the Yellow River, he will not turn his head until he hits the south wall, and he will not get up if he is not hugged.

He rolled around on this bed, which was completely different from his room, and said a little tiredly, "Brother Huang, come here."

Zhao Jingxing's face was already blackened, and he wanted to go up and throw this dumpling in his arms, he would never be fooled by this pitiful appearance again.

Having said that, he still said to the servants beside him: "Go and tidy up the room next to you. The Second Highness will be staying in the East Palace tonight. Send someone to report to the Queen Mother, telling her not to worry."

The servant glanced at the unceremonious Second Highness and bowed his head in agreement, then turned around and went out to make arrangements.

Only now did Zhao Jingxing step forward and pull Zhao Jingxing's bare arm, and when he stretched out his hand to feel it, it was completely different from his arm where he could only touch the bones. It seemed to be all soft flesh.

Zhao Jingning had already started to squint, and he muttered, "Let go."

Only then did Zhao Jingxing come back to look at the powdered dumpling, but found that his eyes seemed to be closed. He stretched out his hand and pushed it, and it turned out that his whole body was soft, "Zhao Jingning, get up! You are not allowed to sleep here."

Now the murmurs were gone, Little Highness Jing Ning turned over to hide the annoying voice and hands behind his back, and slept soundly, completely unaware that he was angry with his own brother.

Zhao Jingxing stared at the person on the bed wearing the little red bellyband, he knew at a glance that it was Xia Qing's bad taste, and the bellyband embroidered a rather childlike group case.

The prince's relatives walked in and saw the prince staring at the second highness on the bed, and asked in a low voice: "The side hall has been tidied up, do you need the servant to ask someone to move the second highness?"

The prince has already restrained his expression, he glanced at the servant who bent over and lowered his head, and said in a calm voice: "No need, you go down."

The attendant paused for a moment, glanced at the Second Highness on the bed, did not dare to speak after all, and went down quietly.

The crown prince took off his shoes and socks by himself, stretched out his hand and squeezed Zhao Jingning's little face, finally restrained his strength, stroked him lightly, pushed him in, and muttered softly: "Gu really convinced you, you annoying bastard!" .”

He went to bed, glanced at the dough balls whose arms were still leaking out, and reluctantly covered him with the quilt, saying viciously but not loudly: "I have never slept with anyone else, I will kick you in the middle of the night." Go down, if you dare to cry, I won’t take you tomorrow.”

Prince Zhao Jingxing kept talking, thinking how to bully this little dumpling, but his movements were gentle.As for Xiao Tuanzi himself, His Royal Highness Jing Ning said that he didn't know anything, and he thought his brother's bed was quite comfortable.

Early in the morning of the second day, before the prince woke up, he felt that there was something in his bosom that kept cricketing. The prince opened his eyes irritably and saw that it was really this little thing.

It was too cold in winter, and when he fell asleep, he didn't know whether it was Xiao Jingning who was too cold, or His Royal Highness, who just wanted to get closer to the heat source, and the two brothers slowly moved closer together.

When His Royal Highness saw the little thing with open eyes, he wondered why he hadn't been kicked down last night.

But he could only say in a huffy voice: "Don't move, go to sleep quickly, or I'll throw you down."

Zhao Jingning woke up and felt very warm. Seeing the prince's elder brother who was sleeping was a little strange and excited and couldn't fall asleep. He could only move around. Now when he heard his elder brother speak suddenly, he was even more excited.

"Brother Huang, get up, I'm hungry."

"Brother Huang, get up quickly."

"Oh, don't make trouble, you get up by yourself, you have to sleep." Turn over and close your eyes.

Zhao Jingning stretched out his hands to pick up the prince's pajamas.

"Brother Huang."

"Brother Huang, I want to see the queen mother, who has a baby in her belly."

"Brother Huang, get up, I'm hungry."

"Brother..."

"Ahhhhh, Zhao Jingning, don't follow me today!!!!"

The people outside the door were shocked. The prince is young and mature, but he has never lost his composure like this.

Zhao Jingxing had breakfast with his cheap brother, and then took him back to Weiyang Palace, to greet the queen, and he still didn't shake off this little tail when he came out of Weiyang Palace.

Gu Weiyun really wanted to call Zhao Jingning to stop, she felt a little guilty when she saw His Royal Highness's black eyes, she thought it was better to keep Jingning, so as not to disturb the prince.

But Zhao Jingning, who has tasted something new, is not willing, and he has no playmates. On weekdays, his mother, queen, and aunt Qing are busier than the other, and at most they can lead him around the Weiyang Palace, but following his imperial brother is different. Donggong Chongwen Museum, where he can't go, he can still play with the prince's elder brother.

Obviously, only those who let go of the wind know the horror of confinement.

Zhao Jingning insisted on making nougat, Zhao Jingxing looked at the pink and jade-carved little dumpling and hesitated, thinking that the little tail would be brought back at night, so the two brothers left again.

The young Zhao Jingxing never thought that sometimes a little soft-heartedness might be ruined for a lifetime. The little prince who was just 11 years old and his brother who was nearly four years old started a life of brotherly love.

　Brown sugar Xiaoning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)