Tyrant's Secret

Zhan Yanchu caressed the side of Ling Jue's neck, seeing the traces left by Guan Qu there, felt sore in his heart, couldn't help leaning forward, sucking hard, trying to completely erase the traces there.

He sucked for a while, and then moved down Ling Jue's neck, rubbing and licking at the two pale cherry red spots, Ling Jue couldn't help panting.

At the beginning of Zhanyan, he separated Ling Jue's legs and looked at Ling Jue's legs. Ling Jue's penis was not fully developed due to the deformed lower body, but the color was very beautiful, like a young flower bud that hadn't been seen in the world.

Zhan Yanchu couldn't help but leaned down and took the initiative to kiss Ling Jue's place.

Ling Jue stopped Zhan Yanchu with some shame, "Zhan Yanchu, you, you don't have to do this."

Zhan Yanchu looked at him, and said softly: "Your Majesty, let me serve you well." He put Ling Jue's mouth in his mouth.

Ling Jue couldn't help snorting.

Before meeting Ling Jue, Zhan Yanchu never thought that one day he would do this kind of thing for others.His movements were very jerky, he just sucked up and down, trying not to let his teeth touch Ling Jue.

Ling Jue ran his fingers through Zhan Yanchu's hair, and let out a muffled hum in his throat.It was a little uncomfortable, but also faintly felt a kind of unspeakable pleasure, and some mucus overflowed from the private place.

It wasn't until Ling Jue hardened that Zhan Yanchu squeezed his relatively thick penis into Ling Jue's flower hole.

This time, entering carefully, Ling Jue didn't feel the slightest pain, only an unspeakable pleasure.

Zhan Yanchu sat in and out of Ling Jue's body contentedly, stroking Ling Jue's penis with his hand.

The two places were stimulated at the same time, Ling Jue couldn't help but grabbed Zhan Yanchu's wrist. "Zhan Yanchu, don't, don't be like this... um!" Zhan Yanchu said so deeply that he was speechless.

Zhan Yanchu let go of his hand, lowered his body, gripped Ling Jue Xuebai's thin waist, and went a little deeper.

Ling Jue groaned uncontrollably as he was pushed into a violent rhythm with the beginning of the banquet.

Zhan Yanchu didn't think it was enough, he hugged Ling Jue violently and pushed him upwards.

As long as he thinks about this man, he almost wants to do the same thing as other men, he can't wait to embed this man into his body, and he loses control of his movements.

The deeper the stabbing, the immature penis was squeezed and rubbed by Zhan Yanchu's lower abdomen, Ling Jue was shaking up and down violently, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, supporting Zhan Yanchu's shoulders, almost crying in his voice: " Hmm... at the beginning of the banquet, at the beginning of the exhibition, no... ah!"

With a low growl, Zhan Yanchu hugged Ling Jue's waist tightly to the deepest point, spraying love liquid into Ling Jue's body continuously.

Ling Jue raised his head and trembled violently a few times. Almost at the same time, his penis also ejaculated, spraying the white turbid love liquid on the bronzed abdominal muscles that had been tightened at the beginning of the banquet.

When Ling Jue woke up, she still felt a little unreal, hesitated for a while, and then turned her head slightly to look aside.

Zhan Yanchu was sleeping next to him, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were gentle and quiet.

Yesterday, she thought that she would have no contact with him from now on, but today, he was sleeping next to her pillow and fighting against the sky.

Ling Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help moving his fingers, wanting to reach out and hold Zhan Yanchu's hand.

"What do you think holding hands means?"

"Long En."

......

The answer at the beginning of the banquet came to Ling Jue's mind, Ling Jue stopped, squeezed his fingers together, but finally did not pull.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Zhan Yanchu felt the movement around him, opened his eyes and looked at Ling Jue, his voice was nasal because he had just woken up.

Ling Jue and Zhan Yanchu looked at each other, thinking that both of them were naked under the brocade quilt, she was a little embarrassed, she turned her face away and wanted to sit up.

There was a sudden dull pain in his body, making Jue gasp involuntarily.

Zhan Yanchu quickly sat up, putting his strong arms around Ling Jue's slightly thin shoulders. "Is Your Majesty all right?"

Ling Jue was hugged in front of the bronze-colored strong chest at the beginning of the banquet, and the snow-white upper body that exposed the brocade quilt was covered with mottled love marks. It can be imagined how intense the two of them were last night, and both of them blushed at the same time.

"I'm fine." Ling Jue replied uncomfortably, starting the banquet a little bit.

When Zhan Yan saw Ling Jue avoiding him for the first time, he felt a little lonely secretly, and slowly lowered his arms. "Then... the minister can rest assured."

Ling Jue put on her middle coat and sat down in front of the bronze mirror.

The maid on one side wanted to comb Ling Jue's hair, but was restrained by Zhan Yanchu. Zhan Yanchu picked up the comb and said softly to Ling Jue, "Your Majesty, let me comb your hair for you!"

Hearing this, Ling Jue's eyes moved slightly, and he said lightly, "Okay."

Ling Jue's hair is very long and smooth, and when it falls down, it looks like a black waterfall.

At the beginning of the exhibition, a strand of silky black hair was picked up. Compared with ordinary people, his hair was much darker, and it even glowed green in the morning light.

Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue obsessively, and combed him carefully with a comb.

"At the beginning of the banquet." Ling Jue called out suddenly.

Zhan Yanchu paused for a moment, looking at the extremely handsome man's face in the bronze mirror. "What is His Majesty's order?"

Ling Jue and Zhan Yanchu looked at each other in the mirror and lowered their eyes. "Yesterday, you just said that I called you back to Beijing."

At the beginning of the banquet, his eyes widened in fear. "Your Majesty, my subject..."

Ling Jue was obviously not used to speaking soft words, so he frowned slightly and interrupted him. "You are returning to Beijing because of me, and I don't want you to be talked about."

In the mirror, Ling Jue's usual stern face had a trace of strange tenderness.

At the beginning of Zhan Yan's heart, he said gratefully: "Minister, thank you Your Majesty."

He lowered his head and continued to comb Ling Jue's hair, the love in his eyes deepened.

Pu Huaiyan stood aside, looking at the two of them.

Ling Jue sat in front of the bronze mirror wearing a bright yellow tunic, his ink-like long hair was hanging down, almost touching the ground, while Zhan Yanchu was wearing a white obscene garment standing behind him, leaning slightly, combing his hair gently.The morning light overlapped the faint figures of the two on the ground, lingering and blurred, peaceful and quiet.

Pu Huaiyan looked at them, the corners of his shriveled mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

Yesterday's bet, he won.

Pu Huaiyan was getting older and older, he had been worried that after he left, His Majesty was really left alone, but now, he was relieved.Ling Jue has already found someone who knows his secret and can completely remove his disguise.

Now Pu Huaiyan really likes him from the bottom of his heart, and even appreciates Zhan Yanchu, a gentle and considerate boy.

At the beginning of the exhibition, he lifted up Ling Jue's jet-black hair that was scattered behind his back, and looked at the deep crimson marks on the side of his snow-white neck. It was last night when he was jealous of others touching Ling Jue, and he couldn't control it well, so he sucked it out heavily.

Now he felt a little guilty again, he was really careless to let Ling Jue go up against these traces that could not be concealed.

Zhan Yanchu carefully tied up Ling Jue's hair, the maid presented the dragon crown up, Zhan Yan Chu took the dragon crown with both hands, feeling a little heavy in his heart, he restrained his mind, and solemnly put it on for Ling Jue.

The golden bead curtain on the dragon crown hides Ling Jue's stunning sword eyebrows and star eyes, only his tight thin lips and sharpened jaw can be seen.

Ling Jue stood up, turned around, and faced Zhan Yanchu.

Zhan Yanchu and Ling Jue looked at each other through the bead curtain.

Ling Jue opened his arms quietly, and the maids on both sides put on the outer robe for him. The dragon robe inlaid with gold on a black background made him more handsome, majestic, mysterious, and aloof.

At the beginning of the banquet, he was a little dazed. Before he discovered Ling Jue's secret, although he and Ling Jue met each other in the court hall all day long, how could he have imagined that one day, he would have such a deep bond with this unreachable emperor? .

Zhan Yan first glanced at Ling Jue reluctantly, then knelt down on the ground on one knee, and said to Ling Jue: "Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

Ling Jue looked at Zhan Yanchu, his expression was hidden behind the bead curtain, and he said "En" lightly.

At the beginning of the banquet, he retreated respectfully.

Ling Jue looked sideways slightly, watching Zhan Yanchu leave.

It wasn't until Zhanyan Churen had left that he slowly stretched out his hand, stroked the tingling spot on his neck with his slender fingers, and looked at himself in the bronze mirror.

He still finds it difficult to accept those so-called affairs, he still feels panic when he opens his legs to reveal his private parts, and he still feels repulsive and disgusting when his body is invaded, but he is willing to do so, even wishing to make the banquet deeper , leaving traces on him that will never be wiped out.

Ling Jue doesn't want to take advantage of Zhan Yanchu's kindness and loyalty to bind him by his side.The only thing he can do is to try his best to leave more things worthy of his nostalgia before this fetter is untied.

Last night, he asked Zhan Yanchu for a child. At that moment, it wasn't for the sake of the country or the blood of the Jin Dynasty. He just wanted to give birth to a child for the one he loves.

No matter how fearful and repulsive he was, this time, he was willing.

Pu Huaiyan looked at Ling Jue, thought for a moment, then suddenly stepped forward and called, "Your Majesty."

Ling Jue came back to his senses, and looked at Pu Huaiyan's foster brother Fang Lao who had been reborn in the last days.

Pu Huaiyan bowed slightly, and said with a little deep meaning: "General Zhan is a good man."

Ling Jue lowered her eyes. "I know."

"Then, why doesn't Your Majesty keep him by your side? If His Majesty wants someone..."

"Eunuch." Ling Jue stopped Pu Huaiyan, closed his eyes, and sighed, "What he gave me is already enough."

It rained all night, Zhan Yanchu rode on the horse, closed his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air.

Finally, there are no more secrets between him and Ling Jue.From now on, he can bear those pains and depressions for His Majesty.

Thinking of His Majesty's past, his heart throbbed again.

Ling Jiu, that beast in clothes!

Zhan Yanchu opened his eyes, and there was a killing intent in his eyes.

When Zhan Yanchu came back to the mansion, Chang Fu was reprimanding some servants who had made mistakes because of their inflexible hands and feet, when he saw Zhan Yanchu came back, he said in surprise. "Why are you back, young master? Didn't you follow the order to go to war?"

"Your Majesty has summoned me back to the palace."

"That's great!" Chang Fu immediately beamed with joy, and stopped admonishing his servants, and said with a smile: "The little one hurry up and tell the master!"

Zhan Yanchu grabbed him and smiled slightly: "Forget it, I'll go and see him myself."

Zhan Yanchu walked out of Zhan Gu's room, thought for a while, then raised his hand and knocked on the door. "father."

Zhan Gu was a little surprised and said "come in".

Zhan Yanchu walked into the room and closed the door, Zhan Gu sat on the bed and asked, "Didn't you go out to war? Why are you back?"

"Your Majesty summoned him temporarily, so he came back."

"Temporarily summoned?" Zhan Gu became more suspicious, and frowned. "What does His Majesty want to summon you for?"

"It's inconvenient for my son to talk about some confidential matters." Zhan Yanchu is not good at lying, so he can only divert the conversation: "Father, my son wants to ask my father something."

Zhan Gu originally wanted to ask in detail, but when Zhan Yanchu said that, he replied impatiently: "Let's talk."

At the beginning of the banquet, his voice was lowered, and his expression became serious: "It's about the old prince and His Majesty's past."

Zhan Gu's expression froze, he looked around instinctively, and scolded: "What are you asking those for? Why are you asking about the royal affairs?" He paused, and then said in surprise: "Could it be that His Majesty summoned you yesterday? , is it related to the old prince?"

Zhan Yanchu acquiesced, but insisted. "Father, tell the child!"

Zhan Gu hesitated for a while, then sighed: "What I know for my father is only superficial."

"The mother concubine of the old crown prince, Empress Li, was very favored because of her virtuous nature and extraordinary beauty. However, since the late emperor met the world-famous beauty Concubine Lan, who is also His Majesty's biological mother, he has favored Concubine Lan exclusively. One, it is rumored that His Majesty even promised Concubine Lan that if she gave birth to a dragon heir for him, he would immediately abolish the queen and make her the new queen." Zhan Gu sighed at this point. "The first emperor was also a generation of enlightened rulers, but the hero was saddened by the beauty, and was temporarily fascinated by that stunning beauty, and made such an absurd agreement."

At the beginning of the banquet, he secretly thought, in fact, it is not surprising, just looking at His Majesty's face, one can imagine the stately appearance of his mother and concubine back then.

"Concubine Lan soon had a dragon heir, but for some reason, on the night Concubine Lan gave birth to His Majesty, the late Emperor was so distraught that he almost drove her mother and child to death. It was Pu Gonggong who pleaded desperately that the late Emperor put her mother and child into limbo. From then on, I never looked at the mother and child again. Concubine Lan was thrown into the cold palace, unable to bear the blow, she became insane, and Concubine Lan passed away when His Majesty was 11 years old."

"What? 11 years old!" Zhan Yanchu's eyes widened in disbelief.Ling Jue's words suddenly sounded in his ears. "At the age of 11, have you never even heard about men and women, but I have already begun to be forced to learn how to kneel on the ground like the most despicable slave, and serve another man with my mouth!"

Has he been forced by Ling Jiu to do those things just after losing his biological mother?What happened that year!

"It was also in that year that the old prince took pity on His Majesty and pleaded with the late Emperor to take Ling Jue out of the cold palace."

Zhan Yanchu clenched his fists, what kind of mercy?It is simply to satisfy your own selfish desires!That hypocritical and insidious pervert!

"Your Majesty is indifferent and difficult to get close to, but fortunately, the old crown prince was kind and friendly. In the next five years, the two brothers got along well. At that time, the late emperor valued the old crown prince the most, and after listening to his persuasion, he also had a different attitude toward your majesty. Change. In the sixth year, the first emperor set up the East Palace, and for some reason suddenly became furious, and abolished the old crown prince in a fit of rage." Zhan Gu lowered his voice and said, "At that time, many ministers said in private that His Majesty did something out of it. .Because His Majesty happened to be in the East Palace that day."

Zhan Yanchu couldn't be more clear about what happened in the Eastern Palace. He felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and filled with righteous indignation: "If you don't know the truth of the matter, how can those people talk so nonsense!"

Seeing that Zhan Yanchu was so excited, Zhangu let out a muffled cough, and reprimanded in a low voice: "What are you doing so excitedly? It's not surprising that the ministers think so. The old prince has a good character, and he suddenly angered the late emperor. There must be something wrong." Strange. However, my father later discovered that His Majesty was an open-minded person, and he didn't seem to be the kind of person who would secretly frame him. The reason for this is really hard to explain. You almost know what happened later. The edict was passed on to His Majesty, and Empress Li hanged herself in the bedroom. After His Majesty ascended the throne, he completely turned against the old prince and drove him to death."

At the beginning of Zhan Yan's eyes dimmed, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked Zhan Gu, "What will happen if the old prince makes a comeback?"

Zhan Gu frowned slightly: "The old prince is no longer alive, how can there be talk of a comeback?"

"Baby is just a hypothesis."

Zhan Gu narrowed his eyes. "The old prince has always been a genius. It would be unimaginable if he made a comeback."

Zhan Yanchu was practicing sword in the courtyard in boredom, Ling Jiu was still alive and might threaten His Majesty at any time, Dou Kun and some treacherous officials were about to move, and the border was even more dangerous.As long as he thought of these, he was extremely worried.He felt sorry for Ling Jue being in such a position, he couldn't slack off at all times, and couldn't be at peace for a moment.He can't wait to wipe out those rebellious officials and thieves immediately, so that Ling Jue won't suffer any harm.

Another night of lingering.

Zhan Yanchu lay beside Ling Jue, looking at Ling Jue's sleeping face.

Ling Jue's profile always looks so delicate, thick and slender eyelashes cast a light fan-shaped haze, showing his exhaustion and haggardness.Zhan Yanchu sighed, turned sideways involuntarily, and lightly kissed the light-colored scar on the tip of Lingjue's brow.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, there are ministers here."

Ling Jue's stern face was still expressionless, but his eyelashes moved indistinctly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly wet.