Murong Yi

21

Murong Ni's kiss started from Huan Yue's lips and continued to Huan Yue's collarbone.

The tongue lightly sucked the kiss on the depression of the collarbone, lingering extremely tenderly, at the same time, the hand moved around on the chest to light the fire.

He habitually narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body sitting on the edge of the bed leaned over Huan Yue's body.Gently kissing and licking the neck of Huan Yue who was forced to lie there stiffly, as if tasting the most delicious and precious thing, eager and full of tenderness and pity at the same time.

Huan Yue choked his breath, feeling the feeling brought by every movement of the person on his body very clearly.That feeling is frenzied, addictive, like the sweetest poison, tempting him to sink, and giving him the pleasure of deja vu.

He knew this feeling... That night, he was sent to the palace in despair, ready to dedicate his body to the most noble person in this country, what he felt unexpectedly, the kind of nerve-burning... let He feels ashamed.

He bit his lip, swallowed all the sounds he couldn't wait to rush out, and closed his eyes tightly, as if to isolate his soul from here.

The slender fingers slowly opened the tightly closed skirt affectionately, and then slowly slid in to explore the unknown front.

Huan Yue opened his eyes suddenly, and after seeing the position of Murong Ni's hand clearly, his eyes sank, and finally closed them slowly.

Murong Ni is very familiar with this kind of thing, even if he doesn't have any desire, he can still successfully play the role of an emperor whose feelings are not responded to but gradually inflated.His fingers were inside the shirt, sticking to the well-defined body, looking for the target.Soon, the small protrusion was under the control of his fingers.

His lips left the long-settled collarbone, turned to the place where his fingers slipped under the clothes, and in the next moment, through the fabric, he licked it lightly.

The close-fitting fabric has been completely wetted by saliva after a while, and the shape of the things under the fabric can gradually be seen.Murong Yi continued to lightly prick the top of Huan Yue's nipple with his tongue, and as expected, the place touched by his tongue gradually hardened.

Sure enough, he has not regressed in this technique.

I think he had seen countless people in his previous life, and he had tried various types of lovers, but in the end, this kind of handsome and forbearing type was the most suitable for him.Now Huan Yue's unknowingly frowning and tightening brows and biting his lips more and more made him stronger in his heart when he bullied the person in front of him.

With a satisfied smile in his heart, his other hand also came to Huan Yue's chest, and with a swipe sound, he tore off the jacket from the skirt, exposing a large area of ​​wheat-colored skin above his abdomen.

Suddenly, the white bandage at the corner of his eyes caught his attention.

Although he didn't see the wound with his own eyes, judging from the situation at that time, he could guess the depth and width of the wound, as well as the pain the injured person would have to endure.Then, he thought of the group of assassins from the wound.

It's really uncomfortable to be the first to get there, but it's true that it saved him some effort.He squinted his eyes, and threw away the things that came to his mind, even if it was an act, he had to be emotionally involved.He doesn't allow perfunctory performances, even people in this world don't even know what a camera and a director are.

Murong Ni's tongue came to Huan Yue's chest again.

The little protrusion on the chest, at the moment, completely stands upright in the air, revealing an attractive and beautiful color.

He unconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with joy, but these people who were close at hand could definitely see things, and because of Huan Yue's tightly closed eyes, they disappeared into the air forever.

When his mouth completely encloses the erect nipple, he starts to lick and press with his tongue, using all his skills to destroy the will of the person under him.

The feeling at that point, like an electric current, spread throughout Huan Yue's whole body in an instant, even the tiniest nerve endings were experiencing an attack he never wanted, and gradually began to throw away their helmets and armor.

Huan Yue still forced himself to close his eyes. At the same time, he controlled his body to relax slowly. He couldn't resist what the emperor was doing now and what he was going to do next.This is his task.

Realizing this, he slowly loosened the hand that was tightly grasping the brocade under him.

It was an order from his master to please the Emperor Murong Ni of Yan Kingdom.

As only nobles have the right to train and own guards, the dark guards have a higher status in Yan than ordinary civilians, and enjoy some special rights. However, these honors in the light are spent in countless sleepless nights in the dark as guards. Repeatedly engraving the wounds on the body again and again, in exchange for the danger of walking on the edge of life and death all the time.

But now, what he used was just a body that no one would care about.

Just a body.

Looking at the person who was still lying there like a corpse, letting him do whatever he wanted, the unhappiness that flashed in Murong Yi's heart turned into actions and showed.

He repeatedly sucked the green fruit with his lips viciously, until Huan Yue lost control of his tightly closed eyes and opened them slightly.

"... Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

He whispered, but two words had already exhausted his strength.At this moment, his brain was in chaos, and his sanity almost disappeared.

Feeling Huan Yue's body trembling unconsciously, Murong Yi viciously increased his strength, attacking the same place non-stop, only making the people under him, even breathing, become a deep longing.

Slightly moving away, in sight, the little dot on Huan Yue's chest has completely turned crimson.That normally stern face was also stained with a provocative blush, coupled with that secretly patient expression, it really made people's fingers tremble, and I just wished I could tear him apart and eat him right away.

It's just...he's a very dedicated person.

Murong Ni sighed, distressed, suddenly stopped the movements of his hands, got up, leaned in front of Huan Yue's face, and said, "...I forced you again..."

He then closed his eyes, with a completely bitter and desolate expression on his face: "I clearly said that I will not force you anymore. I really..."

The people who were prepared at first opened their eyes immediately after hearing Murong Yan's words, and looked at the person in front of them with obvious joy and some confusion.

Losing physical stimulation, his consciousness quickly returned to gathering, and after a few unsteady gasps, he already understood the situation in front of him.

Your Majesty, listening to those words, does it mean to let him go? ! !

At that time when he said those words, seeing the joyful expression on Murong Yi's face instantly, he couldn't tell what the strange and fast-flying wave was in his heart.But in a short while, the feelings he experienced were all things that he didn't have in the past ten years.

Ren Murongyi took in hot and humid breath, let him kiss her lips, let him follow his chin to his neck, let him tear open his clothes...

He was a little dazed, a little overwhelmed, he habitually chose to be silent and wait, and habitually endured those ambiguous actions of Murong Yan.

Murong Ni looked at the bewilderment in Huan Yue's dark eyes, forced a smile, then lowered her head, took out something from her bosom, and fixed her eyes on it: "...this...you take it."

After saying that, he stuffed the things into Huan Yue's hands, and regardless of the other party's next reaction, he took advantage of the situation to arrange the messy clothes for the person who was just under him just now, tucked the corners of the quilt, and then fled. He walked towards the door, opened the door, and turned his head again.

"...Well, medicine...don't forget..."

The lingering sound at the end of the story disappears in the clear and clear sunset light like autumn water pouring in from outside the door, with a little uneasiness and temptation.

Huan Yue stared blankly at the door for a long time, until the cold and smooth feeling in his hand called his attention back.

He opened his palm, and what appeared in his sight was an earring.

It is engraved with fine dragon patterns, but it is different from the style of the Central Plains, and the roughness seems to come from a foreign country in the northwest.

Although it is transparent emerald green, Huan Yue can be sure that it is obsidian in terms of tactility and other aspects.

His eyes gradually became serious, Huan Yue held the earrings, feeling a little confused for a moment.

——Why did you give him this thing?

Murong Ni went out, walked along the corridor, and left the courtyard where Huan Yue was, her sad and desolate expression had completely disappeared without a trace.

"master."

Chong Li stood not far away and shouted.

"The rest is up to you. Remember what I said. Tell others what I mean."

"My subordinate understands."

Chong Li nodded, still with an iceberg face.

Murong Yan had a cold face, his complexion was not very good, and his blood was gone: "Also, who should be by my side for the next two days?"

"It's a reprint."

"I haven't seen Chong Yan for a long time, let them exchange. Well, you go down."

Although he specifically said that to Reprint that day, he still had to give him a few more days to adjust so that he would not be embarrassed when he saw himself.Thinking about it, Murong Yi didn't pay attention to Chong Li's strange expression, turned around and left with a wave of his sleeves.

For the next half a month, Murong Ni did not see Huan Yue.But he wasn't afraid that no one would entertain him, after all, his serious personality was enough for him to play tricks in his spare time.Unfortunately, there is not much free time.

The news of Lin Qian committing suicide in prison suddenly became the most attention-grabbing topic inside and outside the court.Of course, he knew clearly that this was just the beginning. With the confirmation of the charges of civil strife, all kinds of charges, true or false, were all put on the head of the former high-ranking Shangshu Zuo Pushe.Anyway, dead people don't know how to speak, so what to say and how to do it are all in the hands of others.While Dali Temple handled the case with unprecedented super-high efficiency, the people at the foot of the emperor also continued to pay attention to it with high enthusiasm.Although, from a certain point of view, the concerns of ordinary people are more expressed in the situation of talking after dinner.This point, do not mention worth mentioning.

This matter, from beginning to end, is under his control.Putting other things aside, right now, the top priority is to promote a group of officials to fill the vacancies due to the purge.

The Great Cleansing Movement, that's what Murong Ni called the big case caused by Lin Qian that lasted a long time and lasted through the Ming and Xuan Dynasties.He used this method to unknowingly eliminate some of the hidden stakes left by Murong Yuan, and appropriately reduce some of the power of Prince Rui Murong Yu. The ultimate goal is that he still wants to support his people to control the court to the greatest extent. real power.However, the obstacles encountered in this process require him to carefully consider and resolve them one by one.

Murong Yan looked at the information in his hand and smiled softly.

There was a list in front of him. While glancing at the names, he thought about suitable positions in his mind. From time to time, he circled some names with a Chinese ink pen.

After a long time, he put down his pen, looked at the paper carefully, and then moved the paper to the candle on the table.

The red flames instantly engulfed the white paper, and the word Tang Shi at the last corner was no exception, and turned into a pile of ashes in the end.

"Phew, it's really a waste of brains to conspire..."

Murong Ni raised her head, leaned on the chair, looked at the pile of ashes, and murmured.