Si Tian Guan

This voice, this breath is familiar, like rain in a long drought.

But Liu Chongming curled up his fingers and didn't dare to hug him tightly. He just pushed him away desperately: "You are not! You are not him!"

The man sighed, took his hand and looked inside the skirt.

"Chongming, look, I am Qu Shenzhou."

His fingers touched the small jade pendant, and the bell jingled, very slightly, but it made his high defense collapse into sand.

"Shen Zhou..."

He hugged the person tremblingly and restrainedly, the hazy sight in front of his eyes was indeed the appearance he dreamed of, but he didn't dare to move.

Now the time when the medicine on his body is strong, in such a frenzy, once he is swallowed up by the desire to destroy himself, it is impossible not to hurt Shen Zhou.

Moreover, he had long ago promised that he would cherish the person he loves the most on the wedding night.

From the place where the jade pendant hung, that hand pulled him gently and patiently.

Qu Shenzhou whispered in his ear: "Chongming, I don't mind."

Every moment together is suffering.

His eyes were already red from the heat, but he suddenly pushed the person, and he and the chair fell sideways.

Liu Chongming prostrated on the ground, panting non-stop, wanting to ask someone to leave, wanting to retain the last dignity, but when he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

He wanted to reach out his hand indiscriminately, but his whole body was shaking violently.

Both hands tore at the girdle haphazardly, but couldn't exert any strength.

Qu Chenzhou stared at him blankly, suddenly seemed to understand his persistence and persistence, the corners of his eyes were red, he suddenly picked up the vase on the desk, and poured the whole bottle of water on him.

The coolness made Liu Chongming shiver, and he was awake for a moment, struggling to get up, and was helped to sit on the chair again.

"Chongming, I will wait for you until the wedding night."

Qu Chenzhou leaned over and kissed, pressing down his belt buckle with one hand.

"Now, let me help you."

Liu Chongming lost the strength to refuse.

For the first time, I knew that I could be surrendered so easily, that someone could comfort me so easily.

Falling in the suffocating kiss, throwing away all guards in the love language, they have not blended, but they are already one.

"Shen Zhou..."

He palmed the delicate neck, his fingers ran through the sweat-soaked black hair, and whispered softly.

"Shen Zhou."

Someone responded to him with a kiss in time: "Chongming."

He suddenly choked up.

It seems that a long time ago, someone called him this way, responded to him so tenderly, and agreed that life and death would follow each other, but in the end he was left alone, life is better than death.

He was as fragile as a helpless child, with tears streaming down his face, he pressed his back on the desk, kissed and bit awkwardly, panicking and bewildered.

"Shen Zhou, don't leave me, don't leave me."

His tears dripped, as if in a trance, they fell on the corners of Qu Shenzhou's eyes, and then rolled into his temples.

"Chongming, I..." Qu Chenzhou said softly to himself with red eyes, "I'm not willing to leave you either."

The sun is setting, and the showers will stop.

Not only Liu Chongming, but even Qu Shenzhou was too exhausted.

"It's sour here."

Qu Shenzhou lay in his arms, put his toes backwards on the desk, pressed him in the chair immobile, and stretched out his fingers in front of him as if asking for a reward.

He kissed them one by one: "Squeeze the fox paws for you."

Qu Chenzhou withdrew his hand, tapped his fingertips on his cheeks, drew Jingliang down, licked the corner of his mouth, and pointed to his lower lip.

"It's also sour here."

Liu Chongming's face turned red, and he still circled him and refused to let him go. He lowered his head and was about to kiss him, but was blocked by a hand.

"J……"

He grabbed that hand and still kissed it: "My own things, I don't dislike them."

Zhiwei once told him these things, not to mention that he was in front of the person he loved the most—he exposed everything to others, and it was the first time he was vulnerable and cried in front of others, so embarrassing and embarrassed, everyone tolerated him.

They are happy to stain each other with the same color as themselves.

It was so intimate.

The study was turned into a mess, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were all pushed on the ground, and the table was even more messed up. The two rolled on it recklessly, as if they wanted to swallow each other alive.

Qu Chenzhou raised his head, with some bite marks on his neck, and suddenly murmured: "Liuhou is here..."

Liu Chongming was frightened into a cold sweat, before he had time to raise his head, he fished it down first, but his pants had already been kicked to some corner, he panicked for a moment, he hugged Qu Shenzhou and crawled under the table.

"Liu Hou..." Qu Chenzhou giggled, hugged by him, and shrank together in the small space under the table, biting his ears and whispering: "What should I do when Liu Hou is here?"

Only then did Liu Chongming realize that he was being tricked, he held Qu Shenzhou's ankle with one hand and lifted it up.

The table was cramped, and Qu Chenzhou had nowhere to hide. He was dragged to the ground on his back, and had to soften his voice: "My lord, I promised to wait for the bridal chamber..."

Liu Chongming turned his head and kissed his ankle softly: "It wasn't called that just now."

Qu Chenzhou refused to let him fulfill his wish: "Master."

Liu Chongming knew that the little fox had a bad heart, so he went out to find his trousers first, then dragged the man out from under the table, and carried him on his shoulder with ease.

"Where is the son going?"

"Breakhouse!"

Liu Chongming chose a bad bridal chamber.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and he went all the way down to the pool before he put Qu Shenzhou on the warm stone bench and took off his clothes on his own.

Anyway, he has been touched enough by the little fox, although he is still a little shy, but he is more willing to have Qu Shenzhou take a good look at him.

Anyway...they were already so close.

Qu Shenzhou leaned against the edge of the pool, looking up and down at him as if he couldn't see enough.

Liu Chongming still blushed, and slowly put a sweat towel around his waist.

The little fox suddenly sneered, casually pulled the knot on his clothes, and hummed softly.

"The east wind is warm, the poplar flowers are fluttering and the sun is shining, the fragrance of the orchid sleeves is fading, and the embroidered pillow is spinning and changing."

Liu Chongming's mind tightened, his face became hot.

He had heard this tune in the entertainment venue, the girl with charming eyes played the pipa, and she sang the song "Red Rolled over the Waves" in soft words, which made people feel uneasy.

"Begonia flowers Xie Chun Rongnuan, cuddling with others, tender and swaying frequently," Qu Shenzhou threw away his wet coat, tore off half of his middle coat, held his chin, and looked at him with a half-smile.

The water waves kept rippling in his clothes, preventing his eyes from looking elsewhere.

"Like a bed is stable, a mandarin quilt spreads out, and a wave turns red crepe."

Liu Chongming couldn't help but waved a handful of water over, got up and moved forward.

Qu Chenzhou grinning and pursing his lips, was forced to retreat all the way to the corner, showing no sign of repentance.

"Where did you learn all this! If you don't learn well!"

Liu Chongming was about to step forward again, but was pressed against his chest by a smooth and delicate foot.

Just as he was about to grab it, his foot nimbly drew a circle, let go of his hand, and his round toes hooked the sweat towel around his waist.

When he bent down to grab the space, that foot crossed his Adam's apple again, picking his chin dishonestly.

"Little Sao Fox," Liu Chongming finally grabbed the narrow ankle this time: "Feel me, is the tail coming out?"

Qu Shenzhou's clothes that he didn't take off floated up and down in the water, his body was reflected by the water as clear as jade, his eyes were sparkling, he was held by his ankles, he tilted his head slightly, and sang another sentence.

"It's as thick as wine, fragrant and sweat-stained with shark silk, slightly transparent several times."

It seemed to be provocative, and it seemed to be provocative.

Liu Chongming was angry and laughed at the same time, and scratched his knees with his outstretched hand: "Is it because you are in a hurry to bridal chamber by seducing me so much?"

With a smile on his face, Qu Shenzhou sank down, the water covered his slightly raised upper lip, and spit out strings of bubbles below.

"Can the prince still do it? I was in the study several times just now..."

He didn't finish his sentence, his eyes were fixed, he jumped up, turned over and was about to crawl outside, but someone grabbed his belt, fell back into the water on his back, and fell into his hard arms.

The sweat towel tied around Liu Chongming's waist just now floated innocently in the water.

His song was so good that little brother Liu got up to listen to it, unwilling to be lonely.

"Am I okay?" Liu Chongming rolled him into a ball, wrapped him in his arms, and asked softly, "Do you think I'm okay?"

Qu Shenzhou's head and face were wet, and the tip of his nose was also red. He couldn't get out of the struggle and could only beg for mercy.

"Chongming... If you behave like this, you will kill someone in the future..."

"Don't worry, I will treat you well," Liu Chongming pressed him, leaned on the warm pillow by the pool, and asked, "Could it be that you want to try it now?"

The little fox sneered, stretched out his arms and lay down on the warm pillow, and smiled at him with a sideways face.

He thought he would hear some response, but he saw Qu Shenzhou reach out and stroke a strand of his hair, then he twisted the two people's hair into a strand, twisted it together, and twisted it between his fingers in a boring manner. He walked around and didn't answer, as if he had something on his mind.

"Shen Zhou," he watched their hair knotted together, and slowly took Qu Shenzhou's hand: "Actually, I think more than you, but I don't want to let you down, nor do I want to hurt you."

"What if I'm not afraid of being disappointed or getting hurt?" Qu Chenzhou raised his head and asked him.

"I'm afraid, I hope you can live a good life, any time," he rubbed his cheeks: "When we succeed, I want to marry you, I want you, I want you all night. Don't let I eat it in advance, and I will be so happy."

Qu Chenzhou rubbed against him with his face sideways, and didn't force him: "I'll wait for you to marry me."

Liu Chongming was full of emotion and joy, and was about to bow his head to beg for a kiss when he suddenly snorted softly, "Don't move!"

"Sooner or later it's mine, why don't you move?" Qu Chenzhou smiled slyly: "I'm so scared, what should I do if I can't go out in the future?"

Liu Chongming pinched his wrist and clamped it behind his back, wondering which of the two of them would be unable to go out in the future.

"Don't make trouble, you came back just in time, let me tell you what happened today."

The queen's calculations were very loud, even if Liu Chongming didn't touch a finger today, as long as he was helped to the inner room, he wouldn't be able to say anything clearly.

Not to mention the empress's natal family's reluctance, he was at the wrong side if he really made a fuss in front of the emperor. After all, the girl's reputation is important, and no one would think that a girl from the Tang family would shamelessly climb into his bed.

The inaction of King Ning in the past few years has greatly widened the gap between him and the other two princes. If this continues, he may not even be able to hold the position of the first prince.

The Tang family desperately wanted to win over people and stand with them.

But that's all, what he hates the most is that his mother had an important hand in this disgusting matter.

This made him realize that he could no longer allow his mother to be ordered around by the Queen like a puppet.

With his mother's character of not distinguishing right from wrong, the more he moves forward, the slightest move by his mother may bring about catastrophe.

Qu Shenzhou listened to him silently, and didn't have the mind to play with his hair anymore.

Liu Chongming poured water on the two of them, thinking about it still had lingering fears.

"The empress didn't chase her out, so I'm afraid the emperor was scruples. The Bailiu family formed a family of their own, and it was originally prepared for my sister. If the emperor knows about such a presumptuous win over, I'm afraid he will feel unhappy."

"But think about it the other way around," Qu Chenzhou looked at the broken shadow on the water, and said slowly: "Only the queen dares to move such thoughts. Chongming, I always think that the emperor and the queen seem to be in harmony, but what they did to the queen Why, why does the emperor keep one eye open and one eye closed?"

Liu Chongming had also considered this issue.

Not only did they make plans on him this time, but also in the case of lip fat last time, King Huai was slapped on the face with the slap. In the end, the emperor only blamed King Ning a few times.

Even at last year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the emperor still looked deeply in love with the queen and his wife.

He tried his best to grasp the weirdness in it: "Shen Zhou, do you still remember that in the mouth fat case, my mother used poison as evidence?"

Of course Qu Chenzhou remembered: "What did your son think of?"

"I'm thinking, a slave in Danlang, whether he is charged or not, is insignificant. But my mother still took out the things. Being so reasonable doesn't seem to be my mother's character."

When he said this, Qu Chenzhou also noticed something was wrong.

"You mean to say that the poison was taken out for another purpose?"

The two looked at each other, seeing surprise and fear in each other's eyes.

"if……"

Liu Chongming's voice was rough.

"The empress is so presumptuous, it's impossible that she hasn't tampered with in the harem. The body of Concubine Xian is very likely to be related to the empress. Does the emperor...don't know at all?"

"But whether it's the mouth fat case or others, the emperor didn't blame too much."

He expressed his guess: "What if the poison...was originally shown to the emperor...to alert the emperor?"

Qu Chenzhou didn't speak for a moment, he had suspected before that the emperor was tolerant to the queen and King Ning in every possible way, did he have some reason to hold it in the queen's hands?

Today, they all think of the same person.

If the death of the first prince who was under three years old was related to the Tang family, if the emperor was adopted by the queen mother, someone played tricks from behind...

"The Queen Mother."