The king's order should not be violated. Song Xiao looked at His Majesty, who looked absent, and wiped his hair dry in a few seconds, and slowly lay down beside him.

The dormitory is a central air conditioner, and even if it is turned up a little, it is still a little cold. The temperature that Yu Tang has just lying down is still left on the bed sheet, which makes Song Xiao, who has just trembled slightly after taking a shower, suddenly feels a little inexplicable sense of happiness.

A thin silk quilt was covered and Song Xiao was wrapped in.

Song Xiao sighed comfortably, grabbed the edge of the quilt with both hands and bent his eyes.

Yu Tang covered him with a quilt, and when he saw his appearance, he couldn't help but laugh.

For Song Xiao, he hadn't seen the emperor for only a month, and he didn't feel unfamiliar with it. He was just very novel about the emperor who was only sixteen years old and couldn't help but glance at him with his eyes.

But for Yu Tang, he had not had a bed with Song Xiao for many years. While tucking the corners of Song Xiao, he quietly applied the sweat beads in his palm to the quilt, and looked calm and gentle on his face.

The two of them were speechless for a moment and just looked at each other quietly.

"Your Majesty, how long has it been since you recovered your memory?" Song Xiao thought about the emperor's behavior these days, and no matter how he looked, he was very familiar with the place.

"About five years ago." Yu Tang supported his head with one hand and placed his other hand outside the quilt. After pursing the sweat beads, he did not move away from Song Xiao. Song Xiao asked and answered, and without asking, he pursed his thin lips and refused to speak.

Five years... Song Xiao blinked and felt a little subtle. In the past, Yu Tang was five years older than him, but now he is five years earlier than him, but he is the same age as him. He always feels that something is pulling in the dark.

"I am still older than you," His Majesty the Emperor seemed to see his thoughts and snorted, "Your birthday is October, to be precise, you are less than sixteen." As the class monitor, he can see all the students' days!

"Oh." Song Xiao flattered his mouth. This guy even had the upper hand at his age.

As I was talking, the lights in the dormitory were turned off, the curtains were closed, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

The two of them were quiet for a while. Song Xiao opened his mouth and wanted to speak again, but suddenly he felt a warm breath approaching slowly.

"Emperor, Emperor..." The faint mint fragrance is the smell of the shower liquid used by Yu Tang.

"Huh?" A low and melodious voice was right in my ears. Song Xiao couldn't help swallowing his saliva. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Yu Tang taking the next move. It seemed that he just took advantage of the darkness to get closer to him.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Song Xiao began to ask what he wanted to ask: "Who is Dugu An? What do you do now at home? Well, my current parents are exactly the same as those in my previous life, so are your parents still the late emperor and the queen mother..."

Yu Tang didn't answer a question, and let Song Xiao talk for a long time, then suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "How did you die?"

Qinglang's questioning suddenly stopped, and Song Xiao buried half of his face in the quilt: "Just, I'm just dead."

"Jinlin didn't show you the edict, right?" Yu Tang's eyes narrowed slightly in the darkness.

Song Xiao didn't know how to answer, and said that if he showed it, he would admit that he had committed suicide for Yu Jintang. If he didn't read it, he would fall into the position of unjust.

Yu Jinlin is the younger brother of Yu Jintang and his mother. The two are a little older than teenagers. Yu Jintang always raises his younger brother as his son. If he thinks that his younger brother deliberately killed the queen, he will definitely be sad.

"Look." Song Xiao held it in for a long time and stuttered.

After hearing this, Yu Tang felt a sudden slight in his heart, and then there was overwhelming joy. He hugged Song Xiao: "Then you..."

"Didn't you let me bury me for my death? Why do you blame others?" Song Xiao immediately blocked and went back.

Hula, a basin of cold water poured down his head, Yu Tang retracted his claws awkwardly, glad that the light was black now, otherwise his expression would have been stupid.

"Who is Dugu An?" Song Xiao quickly said something else to change the subject.

"Captain Secret Guard." Yu Tang answered honestly, and relaxed himself and lie down on his side.

"He has memories, too?"

"Um."

"Then how did you find him?"

"I met by chance."

...

The two of them chatted for a whole night. Yu Tang told him a lot of modern common sense, so he would pay more attention in the future. If he didn't understand, he would come and ask him. Until dawn, a "giggle" sound sounded on the radio.

"Ha——" Song Xiao yawned a long time, and he didn't feel sleepy at first, but when he heard the bell of getting up, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

Yu Tang looked at the green shadow in his eyes and frowned: "You go to sleep, I'll ask for leave from the class teacher."

"Well, no," Song Xiao stood up, "You can't delay class." The knowledge here is too complicated, and it will be very difficult to make up for the course that will delay a day.

Song Zicheng quickly resolved the matter of entertainment newspapers and asked the lawyer to issue a letter to sue the newspaper for infringing on the portrait rights of minors. Song Xiao was still a minor, and without his or her guardian's consent, he published his photos in the entertainment newspapers and added misleading words, which was a serious infringement.

However, the remarks on the Internet can't be controlled at all. It seems that someone is pushing them behind the scenes. The discussions on the Internet have evolved from criticizing feudal ideas to criticizing the uneducated second generation of rich people, and then turned into large-scale remarks against the rich.

"What are the infringements? Your family runs an entertainment company and is originally for entertainment. What's wrong with a photo of your son?"

"What era is now? Song Zicheng has no wife, Qiu Mingyan is single, and she is free from love. Why do you say that my goddess is a concubine!"

"A rich second generation is still counting on me to raise him. If I marry a stepmother and have a younger brother, my family property will be divided, and I will definitely not be happy."

"So what if you have money? It's not like this. Why don't you give me the money? I've been laid off for several years. I have an old mother to raise at home. My child has congenital heart disease. Now I can't afford the medicine. The card number is 62122..."

People from Shengmeng Middle School also watched the development of the situation online last night. The more they watched, the more they felt something was wrong. Especially the people in the specialty class, most of them are rich second-generations.

"People nowadays are really scary. Should they die if they have money?" Liu Lu pinched Qian Jiahui and said angrily.

"Auntie, that's not what I said. Can you stop pinching it?" Qian Jiahui looked at the red marks of his arms, and he was about to cry without tears.

"Mob." Yu Tang said suddenly.

"Hmm?" Song Xiao, who was still sleepy, turned to look at him in a daze.

Yu Tang looked at him and wanted to discuss the people's opinions and government affairs with him. Seeing that his big eyes were narrowed into small slits, and there were two stupid hairs on his head, he couldn't say anything.

His wife's family is in an industry that is prone to trouble. Yu Tang deeply feels that he must grasp greater power as soon as possible to protect him. So he immediately submitted an application to the Academic Affairs Office for the president of the Student Union.

Because it is the first student union, Shengmeng Middle School is very creative and requires the student union to organize the presidential assembly system, so the president must be elected first. In order to save time, the school stipulates that only the class monitors are eligible to run for election. Because it is already Friday, the election time is set for next Monday.

The two just met and were about to separate. Yu Tang disliked the weekend so much for the first time: "Do you go to my house to do your homework on the weekend?"

Song Xiao was stunned, shook his head decisively, jumped up to pick him up and left. Just kidding, he entered the house shortly after meeting, and the Queen Mother would definitely think he was frivolous.
Chapter completed!