Tyrant's Secret

"Well... well..."

Indulgent gasps and forbearable low moans overlapped, lingering to the bone.Panting for breath, he couldn't help raising his head, and saw that pair of eyebrows and eyes again, eyebrows and eyes closed, the extremely delicate eyebrows and eyes of a man.

Zhan Yanchu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.Annoyed got out of bed when he felt the reaction between his legs.

In the early morning of the beginning of the year, it was still very cold, but he didn't care to put on a coat, only wearing a jacket, went to the table, picked up a pot of herbal tea and poured it with his head up.

Half a month has passed, and everything has returned to calm, as if nothing really happened, and he is also trying to forget that incident.But similar dreams appeared again and again, reminding him of the existence of that night.

Because he drank too fast, he was so choked that he put down the teapot and coughed violently a few times, and the water flowed down his chin.He didn't wipe it either, just panting heavily in a daze.Is he crazy?If the night with Ling Jue was because of the medicine, what were the reasons for these dreams?What is the reason for the reaction under him?Could it be that he really had a desire for a man because he had tasted the marrow and tasted it?

Zhan Yanchu didn't want to think about it anymore, went to get the clothes from the shelf, and was about to put them on.

Chang Fu suddenly knocked on the door outside: "Master, are you up?"

In the first day of Zhanyan, he felt a little guilty, calmed down, and said: "Well, come in!"

"If I hadn't heard the movement inside, I would have thought you hadn't woken up!" Changfu opened the door and came in, and stepped forward to help Zhan Yanchu take off his coat: "Young master got up really early recently."

"I was a little sleepy, but my father said that I have been a little slack recently, so I got up early to practice swords by the way."

Chang Fu curled his lips: "Master, don't take it too seriously, Young Master. It's not like you don't know that Master is very duplicity in his words."

Zhan Yan smiled at the beginning, and couldn't hide the warmth in his eyes: "That's it, I follow him in everything, and he is happy in his heart."

Looking at Zhan Yanchu's appearance, Changfu sighed, "Hey, having a child should be like Zhan Yanchu!"

When Zhan Yan first heard the words, he gave a "tsk" and patted Chang Fu on the head: "Will you praise me?"

Chang Fu scratched the back of his head, chuckled, lowered his head, and suddenly stopped when he saw Zhan Yanchu's crotch: "Huh? Master?"

When Zhan Yan saw him staring at him for the first time, he felt guilty for a moment, and quickly covered the high bump with his hand: "Don't look around!"

"What's the matter? How many times have you watched it when the little ones waited for you to take a bath?" Chang Fu curled his lips indifferently.

Zhan Yanchu realized that he had overreacted, so he let go of his hands uncomfortably, and said falteringly: "Then you didn't stare like that at that time, did you?"

Changfu smiled wickedly, and whispered: "Hey, young master, what was your dream last night?"

"What are you thinking about?" Zhan Yanchu was very confused, he hurriedly grabbed the robe in Changfu's hand and put it on, and said as he put it on, "I'm a grown man, isn't it normal to wake up like this in the morning?"

"Really?" Chang Fu drew his voice, and joked in a strange way: "The young master always said that he was not in a hurry to marry a wife, but I think you can't wait! You should go and talk to those matchmakers. !"

"No." Zhan Yanchu stopped, sighed helplessly, and said seriously: "I'm really not in a hurry to get married at all. Just don't meddle in it."

Seeing that his attitude was so absolute, Chang Fu stopped joking, and just said: "That's right, Miss Biao, the young master hasn't passed yet."

He thought for a while, then laughed again: "However, if you really can't hold back, young master, it's fine for some of your friends to take you to Ningxiang Pavilion to have fun..."

"Long blessing!" Zhan Yan glanced at him first.

"Okay, I won't say anything!" Changfu smiled, but he still couldn't hold back and said, "Actually, don't be embarrassed, young master. But any man, at your age, how could he not have any needs... "

"Don't say that what you have is gone, fetch water." Zhan Yanchu waved his hand at him, which was a tactful way to push him away.

"Okay, I'll go." Chang Fu raised his eyebrows, walked out with a basin in his hand with a smile, suddenly thought of something, stopped and said, "By the way, young master, the young general of the Lu family is going to marry him in a few days." Daughter-in-law, I invite some of your friends to the Huiyou Pavilion in the evening, don't forget."

At the beginning of the banquet, his expression turned pale, and he said with a smile, "How can I forget this, Lu Feng is my best brother!"

After Changfu went out, he stopped laughing and looked at the door with a complicated expression.

Alas, it's time to go out and get some air!She can't forget that night, that man, that joy...

In Nuo Da's palace, a boy stood barefoot on the cold ground wearing a thin white underwear.

The woman opposite was also wearing a white obscene dress, her hair was loose, her face was haggard and sullen.The woman stretched out her skinny and pale hand to him, calling out as if in a dream: "Jue'er, come here, come here, mother..."

The boy didn't move, just looked at her vigilantly, his thin body was shivering in the cold air, and there was a shocking pinch mark on his neck.

"Mother is having a nightmare. Mother didn't mean to hit you. Be good, go back to the room and sleep..." The woman twitched the corners of her mouth and slowly smiled when she saw that the boy couldn't pass, trying to make herself look gentle, but instead It looks even more eerie.

But he hesitated because of this rare smile, and finally couldn't help walking over, and slowly stretched out his hand to the woman: "Mother Concubine..."

But when he was about to touch her finger, the woman suddenly withdrew her hand, covered her head, and screamed: "No! No! It's you monster that made me fall to where I am today! I'm going to kill you! Kill me!" I killed you..." The woman covered her head in pain, then suddenly opened her red eyes, and forced her forward angrily: "Kill you, kill you..."

The boy took a few steps back, and ran away when the woman pounced on him.

He ran desperately, he was out of breath, he could only gasp heavily, and suddenly, unexpectedly, he bumped into someone's arms.

He was startled, and raised his head to meet those mild eyes.

"Brother Emperor?"

"Good brother, why are you running?" The young man put his arms around the boy's slender and immature waist, and slowly stroked his waist with his fingertips, his eyes became more and more strange: "Follow the emperor, so that no one will hurt you." You. Brother Huang will also teach you very interesting things."

"Brother Huang, you...don't be like this." The boy was a little flustered, and wanted to push him away, but he was imprisoned even tighter.

The young man put his other hand into his lapel with a lewd smile, and after feeling the delicate and smooth skin like white porcelain that is different from ordinary men, he couldn't help admiring obsessively: "Ah, what a delicate face, what a beautiful face, what a beautiful face, what a beautiful face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face, what a face!" Wonderful body... Tsk tsk, what a natural stunner..."

The boy's hand reached under his body.

The boy's eyes widened in horror, and he struggled fiercely: "No, don't! Let me go, Brother Huang, let me go..."

"No!!!" Ling Jue exclaimed and sat up.

"Your Majesty!" Dandelion rushed up to greet him and asked, "Has Your Majesty had a nightmare again?"

Nightmares that I haven't had for a long time have flooded me in recent days, Ling Jue panted heavily, as if trying to force himself to forget, frowned, and closed his eyes hard.Sweat dripped from his forehead to his eyes, wet his eyelashes.

"Your Majesty's face is so pale!" Pu Huaiyan stretched out his hand to touch Lingjue's forehead.

"It's so hot!" Pu Huaiyan scolded the eunuchs anxiously: "Please call the imperial doctor soon."

Ling Jue struggled to get up, sat weakly on the bed, an imperial doctor stepped forward and said, "Please stretch out your hand, let me take your pulse."

"En." Ling Jue was in a daze, still immersed in the nightmare just now and didn't come back to his senses, he responded lightly, and absently opened his sleeves, revealing a white wrist, the imperial doctor put his finger on it.

When the wrist was touched by the imperial doctor's finger, Ling Jue came back to his senses and realized that his pulse was about to be diagnosed. He couldn't help but move his eyes slightly, thinking about the fact that he had had sex with Zhan Yan before, he couldn't help feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

Yes, is there any result?

Thinking of being a man but possibly getting pregnant, he felt indescribably disgusted, even terrified.If you have a baby, what will you do in the next ten months?How will he face it after the child is born?He just blindly agreed to his father-in-law to conceive, but he never thought about it, what would happen if he really had a child?Of course he hoped not, but if not, all previous efforts would be in vain.

This is the only way he can get rid of those ministers' admonitions, and it is the only way he can alleviate the crime of killing too much in the past, this is his promise to Dandelion!

After a while, the imperial doctor got up and cupped his hands and made a bow: "Your Majesty just contracted the wind-cold, coupled with the accumulation of depression in his heart, and overwork, which made the wind-cold worse. As long as you take the medicine prescribed by the minister, and take more rest and recuperation, in time, you will be fine." stand up."

Hearing this, Ling Jue paused, and clenched his fists indistinctly: "I know."

Ling Jue was lying on the bed, his face pale as paper, Dan Gonggong bowed and took off the wet towel from his forehead, tried his forehead with his hand, shook his head helplessly, and said to the guards beside him, "It's still hot. Very soon, go and invite the imperial doctor again!"

Ling Jue frowned, and slightly parted his pale lips: "No need. I just came here, and it will be the same when I come again."

Pu Huaiyan couldn't help persuading: "Your Majesty..."

"It's just a cold, and it will pass."

Pu Huaiyan leaned forward anxiously and said, "People who don't usually get sick can become seriously ill once they get sick, so don't be careless."

"It's just sick..." Ling Jue coughed and closed his eyes: "Didn't the last thing fail, so why are you nervous?"

Pu Huaiyan looked at Ling Jue's haggard face, and said urgently: "Your Majesty! Seeing His Majesty's current appearance, the old minister is extremely remorseful! What are you thinking about last time!"

"I can't blame my father-in-law for that matter. Don't guard it, go down."

Pu Gonggong sighed: "I don't feel at ease when the old minister goes back!"

Seeing that he insisted on insisting, Ling Jue stopped persuading him, sat up on the bed, coughed violently a few times, Pu Gonggong hurriedly fetched a robe and put it on him.

Pu Gonggong patted him on the back lightly to help him calm down: "Your Majesty is feeling uncomfortable, so please talk to the old minister!"

Ling Jue sat on the bed in silence for a long time, seeming to have a thousand words to say, but he just took a breath and sighed, "It's been so many years, what else is there to say."

Seeing Ling Jue's stubborn but melancholy eyes, Pu Gonggong felt sour in his heart.This tortured lonely and indifferent child finally tried to live like a normal person with his own encouragement, but now he was pushed back into the abyss of pain by his own hands.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, old minister!" Pu Gonggong couldn't help but knelt down.

Ling Jue hurriedly grabbed him, looked at Pu Huaiyan, and comforted him: "Pandonggong, don't do this."

Ling Jue withdrew his gaze, extended his slender fingers to the light-colored scar on the left sword eyebrow, his eyes suddenly became a little ruthless: "Actually, I didn't think of kinship back then, and when I drove them to extinction, I should have thought of what would happen to me." to this point today.”

Ling Jue looked at the fragmented scenery through his fingers, and said in a cold tone, "But I am willing to bear the consequences."

Pu Gonggong looked at Ling Jue, a little surprised: "Your Majesty?"

Ling Jue frowned and closed his eyes, and after a while, he took a deep breath as if making up his mind, and slowly put down his hands: "If that matter doesn't succeed, it's not over yet."