The fast-traveling boss conspired against me

"Your Majesty, it's getting late at night." There were too many memorials today, and a few piles were stacked high. The man frowned, with a tired expression on his face.

Fulin brought the sign over, and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Should we still go to Fengyang Palace tonight?"

"En." An Xu responded and asked someone to take the sign away.

"—The emperor is here!" Chao Song was already ready to go to sleep, after taking a bath, he was only wearing obscene clothes and thin trousers, his hair was slightly damp, and there was still a faint scent of heat on his body.

When An Xu came in, he saw that he was in a hurry, his face was a little flushed, which made his heart itch.

"See the emperor." Chao Song didn't expect An Xugui to come so late, he was a little embarrassed.

"Let's all go out." The man drove out all the servants in the temple, and looked at Chao Song with more undisguised enthusiasm than before.

Chao Song took a step back slowly, with the sandalwood table behind him, he inexplicably felt that the atmosphere tonight was not right, and his face was a little hot.

The faint red glow is like the light slowly fading from the sky, revealing a pure and flawless temptation.Chao Song didn't know that he was pretending to be indifferent while concealing his panic, but his clear eyes flickered indiscriminately. He looked very much like a cub who strayed into a wolf's den, making people want to tease and bully him.

"Why is my concubine retreating? It's so far away from me." An Xugui looked at Chao Song, interest flashed in his eyes.

"It's nothing." Chao Song just instinctively felt that something was wrong. He didn't want to get too close to a man today. This is an animal's instinct, and he still retains his keen insight.

The eyes flickered, An Xugui went up to Chao Song, his slender figure made it impossible for Chao Song to avoid him.

Seeing that he was about to be trapped in his arms, Chao Song shouted out in a hurry: "Your Majesty, I'm weak and sick, and I can't serve you well..."

An Xugui stopped and looked at Chao Song.

"The emperor is still staying in another palace." Under the man's indescribable gaze, Chao Song spoke out.

He breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that An Xugui's expression turned cold.

"Are you chasing me?"

"I dare not." Chao Song knelt down and clenched his sleeves tightly, not looking at An Xugui, answering any questions, his respectful attitude was an indescribable resistance and alienation.

He thought that such a man would definitely leave in a huff, but in the next second his world was turned upside down, he was thrown on the bed, and An Xugui looked at him condescendingly.

The fundus of the eyes is thin ice, and the smile on the corner of the mouth is evil. When it is against the light, it looks like a devil in hell. The outline is deep and charming.

Chao Song never wanted to get close to An Xugui, because he didn't know the true face of this man yet.

Is it the evil and meticulous when we first met as a fox, or the gentle love when we met in the cold palace later?

Now he vaguely has some answers.

neither.

The man wears a mask, and no one can peek into his heart.

"Don't reject me, I don't want to be angry with you."

The man lifted the belt around his waist, exposing his bronze and tight abdominal muscles, giving him a sense of strength.

He pressed down, with muddy enthusiasm.

Chao Song found that it was difficult for him to resist the man's attack, his hands were easily imprisoned, and his clothes were stripped off. He was like a helpless cub, exposed to the wind and snow on a snowy night.

An Xugui bit his lips and kissed him deeper and deeper, Chao Song felt as if he was about to suffocate, with big hot hands walking around his body.

He resisted, and his voice was swallowed into his stomach.

The air seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and the faint and misty fragrance made people trance, Chao Song felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker, he smelled something wrong, and wanted to struggle but found that his whole body was already weak.

Before he fell into the darkness, he could still feel the force of the man's gnawing on his neck and the scorching breath sprayed out.

……

At night, the sound of the rain outside the hall was ticking, quiet and serene.The clear water drops hit the young leaves that just emerged, then slid down and dripped into the depressions on the ground.

There is a thin mist in the rain, and the mountains and rivers are shrouded in it. The rain washes away the dust between the heaven and the earth, and whether it is a new bud or a flower bud, it is full of vitality.

The wind blew the bed curtains slightly, and the person lying on the bed was trapped in the quilt. The three thousand black hairs all outlined a delicate and seductive smell. The incense burner not far away was emitting a long white mist, and he whispered to Song, his face flushed .

His mother and concubine are rare beauties, her every frown and smile is full of charm, making the emperor fall into it and cannot extricate himself.

People said that she was a vixen who brought disaster to the country and the people. It was true that she was a vixen, but she also had true feelings.

The mother and concubine of the Song Dynasty hid their identities and gave birth to a prince for him because they loved the emperor.

Sometimes, people are more cold-blooded than animals. After Chao Song's mother and concubine fell out of favor, Chao Song understood this.

The old and the new changed alternately in the palace. The emperor only heard the newcomers laughing, but not the old ones crying.The secluded deep palace is like a cage for trapped animals. The concubine mother disdains to use coquettish techniques to keep the man who no longer loves her. She is arrogant and humble, and drives herself crazy before finally being freed.

In the love-hate relationship of the previous generation, no one noticed that child.Chao Song grew up under infinite neglect.

He is happiest when he slips out when no one is looking after him, letting him roll and frolick in the grass in the mountains, and the spring water in the stream is sweet and refreshing.

That is the freedom that can never be expected in the palace.

He resigned himself to those decisions, passing from one prison that besieged him to another that deprived him of his freedom.

Chao Song was trapped in a dream, where the man smiled softly at him, and his movements of loving him were delicate and gentle.

But in the next second, the sunny weather turned into wind, rain, lightning and thunder, and the man's face was cold, like a devil crawling out of hell to seek his life.

He pinched Chao Song's neck, and the heavy feeling of suffocation made people's eyes dark.The body is getting heavier and heavier, sinking in more and more.

Suddenly it was very hot, and a raging fire ignited around Chao Song, and the whole palace was engulfed by the fire.

The beams in the hall collapsed, and the thick smoke made Song cry. He wanted to run out, but suddenly found himself tied to the bed without a strand of hair.

The man stood not far away and looked at him, with a smile in his eyes, like a vicious snake.He quietly watched Chao Song being engulfed by the fire, as if he could feel the scorching heat even in the crevices of his bones.

"...Ah, it's so hot." Rolling on the bed, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Chao Song frowned, as if in deep pain, he struggled hard, but seemed to be bound by something.

Talking again in the haze, Chao Song bit his lips, and when the sweet smell of blood floated into his chaotic consciousness, he suddenly broke free from the mottled dream.

"...What's going on." The cold eyes were filled with mist, and the corners of the eyes were flushed with unresolved spring feelings.

Chao Song shook his dizzy brain suddenly, feeling that something was wrong, his whole body was still hot, his throat was dry and hoarse, and his legs were so soft that he couldn't lift them up.