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After the torrential rain, the rare bright moon is in the sky.The tree shadows in the courtyard swayed, fell on the window paper, and reflected on the ground in the room, elongated obliquely.

There were bursts of suppressed panting from the bed curtain.

Zhou Tang recovered from the initial shock, and grabbed Luo Ping's wrist: "Little master, you... what are you doing?"

His hands were shaking, and his face was flushed with tension.

The little master was untying his belt, and he saw the thin white fingers passing over his clothes, and he felt trembling all over his body - this is something he has been thinking about day and night, Are you going to get your wish now?

Luo Ping stopped and looked at him: "Why is the prince panicking?"

His gaze was dull, Zhou Tang couldn't see what was going on in his mind, so he let go of his grip.

The little master is just teaching him?Is it because I lied to him that I did this?Or is there at least a little different sentiment here?Zhou Tang, who was dizzy from the torture, couldn't read his mind.

Luo Ping lowered his eyes, covering up the entanglement in the two eyes.

He used all his strength to restrain his reason, but it still didn't help.He felt like a drowning person, knowing that this was an abyss that he couldn't escape, but he was still struggling in vain, the more he struggled, the more he sank.

Taking a deep breath, he continued with his movements.

The belt was undone, and he saw Zhou Tang's slightly raised avatar, hesitated for a moment, put his hand in, and held it gently.

Zhou Tang snorted and grabbed the bed sheet tightly.Until just now, he thought he was having a dream, but the feeling at this moment was so real that he was at a loss.

It was the hand of the little master.The one with thin calluses, the one who taught him how to write with a pen, and the one who collected lotus tea one by one for him, stroked his forehead, and told him that he would always guard his hands.

He felt like he was about to cry out with excitement, but at the same time he felt dissatisfied, and with the waves of pleasure brought by that hand, he became more and more dissatisfied.

"Little Master..." He called him emotionally.

Luo Ping didn't respond, but used his other hand to soothe his violently heaving chest.

The pleasure climbed to a high place, Zhou Tang couldn't help but leaned over, and pulled Luo Ping's face to ask for a kiss, but Luo Ping turned his head away.Zhou Tang refused to give up, and leaned forward to bite his lip.

Luo Ping closed his eyes and sighed secretly.He thought he could handle it, but he didn't expect Zhou Tang's kiss to be so erotic, domineeringly sealing off all his escape routes, wrapping his tongue around him, following the same rhythm.

"Hmm..." Luo Ping couldn't avoid it, his desire was aroused, and the rationality he had tried to maintain was also slackened.

He pressed against Zhou Tang's chest to stop him from approaching, but Zhou Tang ignored him completely and put his hand into Luo Ping's underpants.

Luo Ping was startled and wanted to back away, but Zhou Tang's powerful arms bound him tightly.

"Little Tang!"

"Little master, you like mine too, right? Look at yours, too. Don't hide. You teach well, so I'll learn quickly. Let me help you."

"Well...you...let go!" Luo Ping couldn't hold back him, the situation was beyond his control.

Mo Shu's avatar was getting bigger and bigger, Luo Ping didn't expect Zhou Tang to be so patient, he just wanted to end it quickly, and his movements became a little impatient.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Tang backed away a little, and squeezed Luo Ping's avatar hard.Seeing him moaning in a low voice, with a layer of water in his eyes, Zhou Tang licked his lips and said, "Just a little while... just a little while, little master, don't worry."

The ends of his eyes were stained with a layer of blush by lust, his expression was charming, his eyes were half-closed to enjoy, and he felt every change of expression on the little master's face with his lips.

Luo Ping was cramped by him, he had been abstinent for too long, and his whole body seemed to burn.However, the person in front of him overlapped with the emperor in his mind, and he suddenly became frightened uncontrollably, and pushed Zhou Tang away violently.

Zhou Tang didn't understand why, so he looked at him sadly: "Little master, don't reject me, okay, it's not enough, don't you want to teach me? Give it to me..." He said and hugged him.

"No!" Luo Ping firmly stopped him.

"Why not!" Zhou Tang was also anxious and wanted to force it.

While struggling, he met Luo Ping's eyes, and his movements froze.

He could tell, the little master's expression was not enjoying... The pain in his eyes was about to overflow, such a sad and fearful expression...

Zhou Tang finally regained consciousness: "Little Master, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Ping gasped and shook his head: "You... don't force me."

Zhou Tang's eyes were red, and he said discouragedly: "I won't, I was wrong... Don't be angry, little master..."

"I'm not angry."

Luoping paused, and seeing Zhou Tang hurriedly put on his clothes, his lower body was still in a mess, he suddenly felt uncomfortable—it seemed really unfair to treat him like this because of the grievances of the previous life.

Luo Ping sighed and said, "Don't move."

"Huh?" Zhou Tang was stunned.

Luo Ping unbuttoned his clothes, covered his bewildered eyes with his hands, bent down, and embraced Zhou Tang's half-upright genitals.

Zhou Tang gasped, and his body trembled greatly.

The warm and moist mouth wrapped around the penis, Zhou Tang was so comfortable that he could hardly bear it, and the shock in his heart was even more indescribable.

The little master is giving him... his little master?Such a desireless and lofty little master?

He straightened up and wanted to look at him, but Luoping's palm was tightly attached to his eyes, not relaxing at all.

He felt the trembling and sweat of the little master's palm, and felt the great pleasure that the little master brought him in the dark. He gradually became distraught and moved deeply uncontrollably.

"Huh, um...Little Master, it's so comfortable..."

Luo Ping was pushed hard by him, and couldn't hold back a few sobs. Zhou Tang knew that he was not feeling well, but he was even more excited when he heard the little master's forbearing voice.

When the peak came, Luo Ping had no time to dodge, and was sprayed with bitterness.

Zhou Tang's mind went blank, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, and found that the little master was lying on the side and couldn't stop coughing, vomiting out his own white turbidity, his face flushed, and he quickly grabbed a clean cloth to wipe his face.

Luo Ping took the cloth, covered his mouth and coughed for a while, then got out of bed and went out.

Zhou Tang wanted to stop him, but Luo Ping glanced at him, and dared not move again.

When Luo Ping came back from washing, Zhou Tang had consciously returned to his room.

The bitter taste still hadn't dissipated, Luo Ping stared blankly at the bed curtain for a while, curled up his body, and laughed silently, tears oozing out of his laughter, soaking the pillow and mattress.

The word love is difficult to pay, so I fill it with love.

Stupid, really stupid...

----

The next day, Zhou Tang still felt embarrassed, but Luo Ping sat with them in the study to discuss matters as if nothing had happened.

Fang Jin glanced back and forth between the two of them, sipped his tea, and remained silent.

Zhou Tang adjusted his mood, and said to Luo Ping: "Little Master, that Shen Liu is still unwilling to identify Yang Qiyun until now, do you think there is any way?"

Luo Ping asked: "Why are you so eager to bring down Yang Qiyun?"

Zhou Tang faltered a few times, but Luo Ping didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Fang Jin interjected at the right time: "Mu Quan, you don't know something. At that time, in order to save you, our wise and mighty prince rushed into Yang Zhizhou's mansion alone, pointed his spear at the throat of Zhizhou Lord, and snatched his military power. A majestic man!"

Luo Ping's face turned cold, and Zhou Tang flinched subconsciously: "Little master, the situation forced us at that time..."

"Is it okay to act recklessly when the situation forces you to do so? Ahem... You don't think about the consequences when you do things." Luo Ping criticized.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, and he blew some wind last night, and his cough recurred a bit. Zhou Tang quickly admitted his mistake: "Yes, I'm already reflecting on myself, young master, drink some tea."

When serving the tea, Zhou Tang glared at Fang Jin: What do you mean?Who made you mad at him!

Fang Jin turned a blind eye and made it clear that he would not buy him.

Luo Ping drank tea, pondered for a while and said: "You have won half of his military power, and you are determined not to return it now, but you are afraid that he will report you for threatening the court officer, right? Threats are trivial, if the sage knows that you are so eager to Military power is bound to be questioned."

"That's right!" Zhou Tang flattered, "So I want my little master to help me cure that bastard Shen Liu. Fang Jin is useless, and I can only rely on you."

"Zhongli is your master after all, and should be treated with more courtesy. How can you say that about him?"

Zhou Tang was scolded again, and resentfully dared not speak.Fang Jin smiled brightly: "Thank you, Mu Quan, for standing up for me, and you are the only one who dares to criticize the lord. Well, I don't care, the business is important, how do you think you should deal with Shen Liu?"

Luo Ping thought for a while, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "What day is it today?"

Zhou Tang replied: "The ninth day of May."

Luo Ping smiled: "There is no need to interrogate, just arrest Yang Qiyun and convict him, if the evidence is true and false, just kill Yang and Chen."

Zhou Tang and Fang Jin were surprised: "How can this be done?"

"Why not? These two people have committed a heinous crime, and beheading them is not wronged."

"What if the superiors send someone to investigate?"

"No one will check."

"why?"

"Because Mocheng will soon ignore the affairs here."

As Luo Ping said, six days later, news came from Mocheng that the emperor was seriously ill.

Just the day before, King Yue counted Yang and Chen's criminal evidence on Fushangtai and beheaded them.

Mocheng was in chaos at this time, many officials were busy standing aside to seize power, and it was difficult to protect themselves, so they didn't care about the life and death of a small Zhizhou here in Yuezhou.

The disaster relief work had just subsided, and before Zhou Tang had a good rest, he had to deal with the affairs of Mocheng again.

He was a little overwhelmed by the successive upheavals, coupled with worrying about his father's illness, he was unavoidably irritable. Fang Jin, Chi Ting Ruxiang and others were often scolded by him.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, so I'm not ready yet!" Zhou Tang yelled at Yun Xiang angrily.

"Back to the lord, it was Mr. Luo who said no..." Yun Xiang kept hiding, thinking that Mr. Luo would rush to rescue him.

"You don't do what I asked you to do, and you still rely on him. Are you trying to rebel!"

"The slaves dare not!"

"If you don't dare, hurry up and pack it up for me. And Lao Cheng, is the carriage ready?"

"Go back to the prince, get ready."

"Who else is there! You give me..."

"My lord, I heard you scolding people all the way. What's the matter? Who provoked you again?" Luo Ping had just returned from Nanshan, and was immediately pushed to the front by everyone to block the wind.

"Little Master, I'm going to Beijing tomorrow to meet Emperor Father, and they haven't prepared anything!"

Luo Ping understood, and waved behind everyone to disperse, then led Zhou Tang into the house.

"My lord, didn't you listen to a word I said to you before?"

"What are you talking about? What did you tell me not to go to Beijing? How could I possibly listen!" Zhou Tang said angrily, "Little master, I can listen to anything you say, but this is no good. Father is seriously ill, if I If you don’t try to be filial, I’m afraid you won’t have a chance in the future! Are you stopping me to give me a bad name for being unfilial?”

"My lord, it's because you want to be filial that I won't let you go."

"What do you mean?"

"Among the princes, no one simply went back to fulfill his filial piety."

"So what? I don't care what they want! That's my father!"

"You can ignore them, but I can't ignore you." Luo Ping earnestly said, "The second prince, third prince, and sixth prince are all around Mocheng and stare at each other, and the fourth prince and fifth prince also have their own family members as their backing. What do you have? No matter how powerful your Nanshan army is, can it kill tens of thousands of imperial guards? The current situation is turbulent, and it is time for them to cut off dissidents, you go back now, and you are close to death!"

"I know, but Master..."

"I know you feel uncomfortable." Luo Ping looked up at him, raised his hand to touch the wrinkles between his brows, "The biggest mistake your father made in his life was treating your son badly. I think he already understood , who is the most in this world to treat him as a father, not as a step to sit on the world. The dying person is actually the most transparent in his heart, and he can see clearly what he couldn't see clearly before."

Zhou Tang was stunned for a long time, and finally said: "Little Master, I understand everything you said, but I still have to go back. This may be the last time. After all, he is my relative."

Luo Ping sighed: "Forget it, I know I can't persuade you. Then I will go to Beijing with you tomorrow. Zhongli should be able to handle the matter of coming here."

Zhou Tang smiled and hugged him: "I wanted you to go with me."

Yun Xiang listened to the end of their argument outside, and then dared to knock on the door and come in, offering tea and snacks.

Luo Ping said: "You just got so angry, drink some water to calm down, girl Ruxiang is also innocent, there is still time to pack her luggage, don't blame her."

"Little master intercedes, why would I not listen?" Zhou Tang took a sip of tea and smiled at Yun Xiang, "Don't take it to heart either."

"The slaves dare not."

Luo Ping said to her: "Now feel at ease, all right, call Mr. Fang for me."

Yunxiang promised, but she didn't call Fang Jin when she went out, because Fang Jin was at the door.

"Mr. Fang, if the prince blames me for doing this..." Before she finished speaking, she heard a rumble in the room - King Yue was knocked down by the tea.

"It's okay, I'll take care of anything, it has nothing to do with you." Fang Jin said as he pushed open the door.

"Mu Quan, Mu Quan, why are you doing this..."

"I know he won't listen, but he really can't go this trip. You have Lao Zhongli to watch him for me."

"You just leave like this? Without a word of farewell, he might go crazy when he wakes up."

"No, it's not that they haven't been separated."

"That's different. He can't leave you now."

"Zhongli, he has grown up and is much more mature and stable than you think." Luo Ping wiped off the overturned tea on the table, and tidied up Zhou Tang's unruly clothes and temple hair.

Fang Jin looked at him deeply: "Then can you part with him?"

Luo Ping's movements paused: "Is there anything... I can't bear to part with."

Zhou Tang woke up after two days of coma.

Opening his eyes, he saw Fang Jin.

"Where is the master?"

"gone."

"Where did you go?"

"Hog City."

"..."

To Fang Jin's surprise, Zhou Tang didn't lose his temper, he just buried his face in his hands and laughed.

He asked what he was laughing at.Zhou Tang shook his head and remained silent.

Fang Jin went out and locked the door.

Zhou Tang was clutching the jade rabbit in his hand, just like the year when Luo Ping left him when he was a child, he smothered himself in the bed.

I should have known...

He muttered to himself.

I should have known earlier that you were so kind to me that night, and you wanted to make it up to me.

Little Master, how can you be so cruel again and again?

How long is this time?

How long are you going to torture me, little master...

----

Everyone in Yuezhou is praying for the King of Yue.

They heard that King Yue fell ill from overwork and fell ill.It happened that the Son of Heaven was seriously ill, rumors spread out from nowhere, saying that this was a bond between father and son, and the King of Yue felt Tianzhao.

In fact, King Yue was only under house arrest in his own room.

Ting Ting and Yun Xiang took turns guarding him, and Fang Jin would come over every day to tell him something about Yuezhou, Mocheng, His Majesty, and Luoping.

Zhou Tang always responded indifferently, he seemed to think about the matter of Luo Ping not letting him go to Beijing, and he seemed to think about the matter of Luo Ping leaving him to go to Beijing alone.

Every day, he looks like he can't lift his spirits. Anyone with a discerning eye in the mansion knows that the prince is really sick.

On this day, Zhou Tang said to Fang Jin: "There is no need to send someone to guard me. The emperor has already gone west. I have been pretending to be sick for so many days. Even if I want to go to Mocheng, I have missed the opportunity."

Fang Jin no longer put him under house arrest.

He knew now that Luo Ping was right, Zhou Tang was much more mature and stable than he imagined.With so many things, he still handled them very well even though he was listless.

It only seems a little immature in one point.

"Fang Jin, it's the same without him by my side, don't you think?"

"Fang Jin, if he was here, he would definitely not agree to this matter. Now I have less people to take care of me, and it is much quieter."

"Fang Jin, don't mention him before me, it's annoying."

...Time flows peacefully, but it is surprisingly slow for Zhou Tang.

The people in the mansion were having dinner that day, Zhou Tang, Fang Jin, and Ting Ting were sitting at the table, while Cheng Steward and Rue Xiang waited on them.

After taking two bites, Zhou Tang suddenly put down his chopsticks and said angrily, "Who made this fried rice! You won't even eat it if you feed it to the dogs!"

Everyone was startled.

In fact, people in Yuezhou never cook fried rice. The cook recently saw that the prince has no appetite. I don’t know where to find out that the prince liked to eat fried rice with eggs, so she learned how to cook it.Although it is not delicious, it is not so bad.

No one knew why the prince got angry, let alone why the prince really fed the fried rice to the dogs.

Fang Jin followed him to the backyard.

With his back turned to him, Zhou Tang picked up the fried rice in front of him and fed it to the dog.

He said: "I was wrong. Dogs still eat this fried rice. Dogs don't eat the fried rice he made. Probably there is no fried rice in the world that is worse than his cooking."

"..." Fang Jin didn't know the allusion, so he didn't answer.

"It's just that he's not here, so it's hard to eat anything."

"Ah."

"Fang Jin, he can't treat me like this. I miss him."

It was the first time in nearly a month that he was speaking the truth.

Fang Jin saw a round watermark on the ground in front of him.

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