Cheng Ning woke up in a wooden house. He had no memory. The thin bones and tender flesh raised from gold, silver and jade were horribly bruised. Fortunately, the hunter who picked him up was a kind man and was always willing to take care of him.
"I forgot your name, how about I just have the same last name as you?"
The man who was half leaning on the bed had black hair hanging down on his shoulders, and his face was pale but his stunning appearance could not be concealed. He looked at the tall, silent Orion next to the bed. The man curled his lips and said in a strange and angry tone: "My name is Cheng Ning, do you agree?"
Cheng Yuan pursed his lips and looked at the person who was deliberately teasing him with his dark eyes. After a moment, he said slowly: "It's up to you."
Cheng Ning thinks Cheng Yuan is very funny. This man is obviously interested in him, but every time he gets closer to him, he always looks like he wants to run away immediately.
Cheng Ning thought it was fun to tease him, so he would have people cover his hands and feet to warm him from time to time, and deliberately said close to the person's ears that if a woman were to marry a husband like him, making the person's ears turn red, he would suddenly pull away.
One day, people from the capital came to find him. When Cheng Ning was hesitating about how to settle Cheng Yuan, he happened to listen to the matchmaker who came to arrange a marriage and persuaded the taciturn hunter with sincerity: "You are not young anymore. It is time to start a family."
Yes, it's time for Cheng Yuan to get married.
He was just a hunter from a poor place, and he had nothing to be reluctant to part with. It was time for Xiao Junyan, the prince of Ning'an, to return to Beijing.
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Two years later, rumors spread throughout the capital that Prince Ning'an's mansion was looking for a male favorite.
There is a person sitting on the carved red sandalwood throne. He is wearing a purple gilt jade crown, deerskin boots, and a jingle ring. His rich clothes are far less noble than that beautiful face.
Xiao Junyan lightly raised his eyelids and glanced casually at the "male favorites" who had recommended themselves. He was about to click on the two of them, but his servant hurriedly came to report:
"Your Majesty, the King of the Southwest has come to pay his respects."
King of the Southwest?
After Xiao Junyan thought for a moment, he remembered that there was such a famous figure. He heard that he had come to Beijing a few days ago to discuss military matters with the emperor.
Before he could decide whether to see the person or not, there was a burst of unhurried footsteps outside the house. Xiao Junyan frowned slightly. He was about to have a seizure but stopped when he saw the person outside the house.
The man was wearing luxurious clothes and had sharp eyebrows. He was far different from the appearance of a mountain villager in the past. He lightly opened his thin lips and spoke calmly:
"I heard that Prince Xiao wanted to choose a male favorite, and I just wanted to ask. I wonder if Prince Xiao still remembers the husband you forgot in the thatched cottage in the mountains."
Xiao Junyan:?
Why didn't he know when he had a husband?
[Fishing type Jingui Shou* Paranoid Mad Dog Attack]
1v1, double clean
Purpose: Don't give up when you encounter problems, overcome them
