debt repayment

The girl thought he was useless and resentful in her heart, she only pretended to say: "My sister remembers Brother Bi's teachings, my sister is retiring, please forget about today's matter."

"Sister, go slowly. I don't have good legs and feet these days, so I won't send you out."

How could he not see the unwillingness on the girl's face?After sending her away with a few words, he didn't have time to catch his breath when he heard a crisp sound from the inner room.

He was shocked, and hurriedly stood up and rushed to the inner room.

It's not that I feel sorry for something broken, but I'm afraid that the people in the house will make mistakes.

Behind the screen, the fair-skinned beauty knelt down on the ground with a flustered expression. Seeing him, her autumn-like pupils cast a bewildered look of pleading for help, and she also showed a bit of cowardly cowardice like a small animal. Can pinch tears.

Cheng Bi has seen many beauties in his life, but the one in front of him is so beautiful that he should be regarded as a peerless treasure.

Your Majesty's eyes are too vicious.His eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to this beauty, but they pale in comparison.The moonlight and starlight are not as good as this person's face.

Unfortunately, the beauty is a fool.

He strode forward and pulled him up, but the fool's legs were limp and boneless, and he leaned forward.Cheng Bi was weak, grabbed his arms desperately, and helped him to a chair beside him.

"Where did you hit?"

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no scars or bruises on the fool's legs or hands.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just going out for a while, and I won't leave you here alone. Don't move around, your legs and feet are not good, if you bump into them, your majesty will feel sorry for you."

The fool shuddered.

Seeing the frightened look in his eyes again, Cheng Bi seemed to open his mouth to scream, and quickly took out a piece of bean cake to coax him: "Don't be afraid, be good, Your Majesty loves you, Your Majesty will love you even more if you learn what I teach you." I won’t scold you anymore, don’t be afraid.”

The idiot took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

Cheng Bi sighed.

The origin of the fool, the old palace man who was not strict with his mouth told him secretly.After all, the abolished prince had only "died of illness" for a few years, but all the palace people who had seen the appearance of a fool knew about Song Huiming's forcible occupation of the abolished prince as a pamper.Song Hui Minggui is the emperor of Changming, as long as they don't harm these servants, nothing will happen to them.Not long after the girl entered the palace, she didn't know the existence of a fool, so Fang mistakenly thought it was a newcomer.

Now His Majesty suddenly treats the idiot well and sends the idiot to him to teach him.He was born in Xiangguguan, and he has been with Song Huiming for a long time. He is the most considerate and knows how to serve Song Huiming. He is the best candidate to teach fools to serve the emperor with color.

A few days ago Song Huiming personally sent the idiot here, and he only had to catch a glimpse of the idiot from a distance, and he knew why Song Huiming wanted to take him by force, even if he was crazy and stupid, he would never let him go.

extreme possessiveness

Your Majesty is not a new beauty, she is obviously used to spoiling good things, but one day she suddenly regrets it and wants to spoil it in another way.

The fool is cowardly and timid, and his memory is not good. He needs to teach him dozens or even hundreds of times before he can remember simple movements.

The idiot's eyes are very vivid, although it only shows the fear of foreign objects, that soft and tender coquettish attitude, I am afraid that I will never even try to learn it in this life.

Cheng Bi was helpless.Poor fool, his heart hurts just looking at it.He taught the fool and at the same time took care of him so that he would be normal.

The idiot finished eating the piece of cake like a little mouse, and looked at him pitifully.

He sighed: "Come on, let's continue."

"Come here, quickly."

His husband sat in front with a smile and great interest.

The fool walked over unsteadily, his body was weak and he couldn't walk steadily, but after Cheng Bi's teaching, he was finally a little moving.

He came tremblingly in front of the man, already at the limit, his knees softened, and he knelt down in front of Song Huiming with a "boom".

But compared to being chopped, this pain is insignificant.

Seeing this, Song Huiming's eyes darkened, but the idiot leaned forward, put his hands on his legs, raised his head slightly, and said softly, "Husband."

He is obedient and pitiful like a little lamb.

Seeing that Song Huiming was silent, the fool leaned closer again, and the two petals with a thin layer of lip balm were like spring flowers, exhaling moist and warm.

Cheng Bi even put flower tints on him, and dabbed on the dimples, a thin layer of powder covered the paleness of his face, leaving only a peach color as soft as jade.

Cheng Bi's little hoof actually turned his A Zhu into a girl's house.

Silk brocade, bright red makeup.

"Husband."

The idiot's eyes clearly showed fear and sadness, but he just smiled lightly, and gently squeezed his palm with his soft and cool hands, massaging slowly.

Little things that are not good at learning.

Song Huiming felt that he was obedient and funny, raised his chin, and whispered: "What have you learned?"

"I have learned to serve my husband." The idiot opened his mouth, his voice was soft and sticky, his pointed chin rubbed against his fingers, and then he poked out his tongue to lick timidly.

Song Huiming couldn't help taking a deep breath, and looked at the fool again, his eyes were sad, but his expression was well-behaved and gentle, like the understanding flowers of Xieyu, just waiting for him to pick them.

Song Huiming only felt a warm current overflowing in his chest, and said with relief: "Tell me, how can I love you?"

"Whatever the husband does, he will hurt the slave." The fool put his face close to his palm and looked at him sideways, "The slave will suffer."

This is really a gentle and pleasant little lady that can only be found in dreams.

Song Huiming was overjoyed and raised his hand to stroke his head, but he shyly avoided it.

He immediately realized that what he did was not in line with the man's wishes, and he panicked all of a sudden: "Husband, the slave is wrong..."

"It's great for Ah Zhu to serve her husband like this, so I will do it like this from now on."

The beauty was doubtful, but helpless, she nodded quietly, the sadness between her brows slightly lessened, like the snow fading in a sunny winter, her charm is moving.

The severe winter has not passed, it is the coldest season.Song Huiming finished his government affairs and returned to his bedroom in the middle of the night.

The fool was leaning against the corner of the bed with sleepy eyes, breathing a handful of hot air, seeing him coming, his dark pupils seemed to be lit up.

"Husband, you, you are back."

It was cold in the winter night, and he sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt and waited for him.The room was warm, but his face was still flushed from the cold.

This person is really strange, sick red is actually more colorful than makeup, in the past he was bright and gorgeous, but now he is as clear and beautiful as a willow in the wind, he was born with makeup.

Song Huiming changed his clothes, went to bed and touched his hands, as expected, it was cold again.

"Isn't it cold?"

"It's cold." The fool seemed afraid to look at him, lowering his eyes and said, "When my husband comes, I'll be warm."

The beauty is by the side, the most perfect thing.Song Huiming dotes on the fool who can't remember anything, and he is like a newlywed. One year goes by, winter goes and spring comes, and all the flowers compete for beauty.The fool is afraid of the cold and afraid of life, so he is still cultivating in the deep palace.

The Northern Kingdom paid tribute to the new jade. Song Huiming saw it as lovely, recalled the beauty of the spring, and loved it, so he ordered the craftsmen to divide the jade and carve it as a reward for Baifang to concubines.

The powdery and translucent nephrite was used to carve a bunch of crabapple headdresses and presented to A Zhu.

"Azhu is soft-tempered, like a little sheep, with a white face, your husband puts this crabapple on your face, it will add a little color to your face."

He lightly touched the stamen of the begonia with his fingertips, but there was no joy or sorrow.

"Does Ah Zhu like this thing?"

He said softly: "My husband gave it to me, and Ah Zhu likes it."

Fools have long lost the sharpness and brilliance they had when they were not crazy and foolish.Now one piece of leather, two kinds of style, no make-up light smear like Hsinchu after the rain, beautiful and soft, heavy make-up and full of national color, crisp and charming.This pink jade crabapple is even more beautiful.

As a king, his husband was not always by his side.On this day, he stayed alone in the bedroom, staring at the mirror in a daze.

For a year, the man treated him very well.He was terrified and frightened.

Cheng Bi had told him that when love fades, love declines. If he doesn't take advantage of today to win more favors, tomorrow he may be desolate and have nowhere to turn.

Hearing this, he was so frightened that the cake in his mouth dropped.

"My husband, will my husband chop me into...?"

Seeing him like this, Cheng Bi was very annoyed, and quickly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Your Majesty loves you so much, don't be afraid, just listen to him."

Does the husband cherish him?

he asked himself in the mirror.The beauty in the mirror has sad eyebrows, and although her expression is beautiful, she is not necessarily pleasing.

The husband likes him to be obedient, and tolerates his clumsy worries. He is afraid that one day, the husband will find another woman and turn back into the cruel tyrant in his memory, who will do inhumane things to him.

He doesn't remember why Song Huiming abused him in every possible way, but the fear of atrocities has been engraved into his blood.

He closed his eyes, as if he was in countless rainy and snowy nights.The small firewood room leaking wind and rain is a slaughterhouse exclusively for men. He bled in several places, like a poultry with its neck cut, struggling endlessly, and was dragged back into the pool of blood by big hands, turning him into mermaid.

When the man insulted and ridiculed him, he used all the obscene words, and the man's gloomy eyes suddenly flashed in his mind, and in the warm spring wind, he was like an ice cellar.

"Okay, if you don't want to be a human being, just be a lowly prostitute, a dog, and I'll wait for you to be obedient."

"It's not fun for me again, be good and stretch out your hand to be punished."

A cold light flashed, and the blade was unsheathed.

No no no, I don't want it, I don't want it!

I want to be human, I want to be human!

"Where is Ah Zhu looking? But the lip fat has fallen off?"

At some point, Song Huiming had come behind him and bent down to wrap his arms around him.

Startled, he turned to look at Song Huiming.The clothes of Song Hui and Ming Dynasty have not been retired, and the equipment is magnificent, and the proud son of heaven should be truthful.

"Husband."

Song Huiming looked at his face for a moment, and said, "There is nothing missing. Ah Zhu wants to touch up some makeup, but has nowhere to do it? Husband is here to help you."

After finishing speaking, he kissed him, and when the two parted again, the color on his lips had lost some color.

Song Huiming smiled and said, "Make it up."

The idiot picked up the handkerchief and lightly wiped off the fat on Song Huiming's lips.

"My husband is the king of the country, you can't, you can't get involved in these things."

"Then tell me, what should my husband do?"

In an instant, a voice said in his mind: Shameless disciple.

He didn't know why he had such arrogant and desperate thoughts, and he opened his mouth for a while, unable to speak.

Even though he didn't understand, the words just popped out.He used to...know those things?

Except for the memory of Song Huiming's violence against him, he knows nothing about his past.Thinking back to the past, he would have a splitting headache and sweat on his forehead.

The life-guarding ghost boy who hadn't been a demon for a long time felt his fear and sang wantonly.

[The author has something to say: Hello everyone, it is like this, because according to the contract signed at the time, the word count of this article is almost finished, but because of the problem of the sand sculpture author, there are still many plots that have not progressed, and the three-dimensional element is too busy, It is difficult to guarantee the quality of the daily update, so I will write the outline as soon as possible, and then return to delete the plot that is not closely related to the main line and replace the main line and emotional interaction, that is, to revise the text after the end.Because I'm really busy, I can't guarantee when it will be finished.It’s my first time to write such a long story, and I didn’t prepare enough for the hasty battle. It’s my fault for writing such an ugly story, so I’m very sorry.

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The above is the description of the original serialization period. 】