drunk spring branch

Du Yuan's eyes have always been deep, with the general's aura of fighting on the battlefield, always showing that strangers should not get close.It's just that right now, she has softened, and the only trace of awe-inspiring chill in her eyes has been wiped away by gentleness.

"My lord, King Xiang, has a kind heart, like a bodhisattva."

Du Yuan smiled helplessly, and lightly bit the smooth and fair shoulder of the man below him.

"Uh... don't."

Ming Xuanyu frowned, his cheeks were flushed when he was pressed under his body, and he spoke with anger.

"Don't do anything, don't let me touch you?" Du Yuan's tone was a little displeased, "If you don't let me touch you, then you can go and take the medicine given by your emperor brother. When you can't quit in the future, don't give up. Find me."

After finishing speaking, Du Yuan turned over and sat up, grabbing the clothes beside the bed and preparing to leave, when suddenly his back was covered with warm body temperature.Panting heavily, Ming Xuanyu struggled to get up from the bed, stuck to Du Yuan's back, and wrapped his arms around him.

"Please, don't go..."

Ming Xuanyu gritted his teeth, his whole body was weak and sore, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.

"Hmph, so don't leave? But I still don't want to forgive my little prince, unless..."

Du Yuan touched Ming Xuanyu's waist behind him with his backhand, and said with a wicked smile.

The embracing hands were forced to loosen, and Du Yuan turned Ming Xuanyu over with Kong Wu's powerful body, making him kneel on the edge of the bed, and the secret forbidden area behind him was unreserved and unobstructed.

"Unless, you make me feel good a few more times tonight."

Familiarly smearing the lubricating ointment on the entrance of the secret garden, Du Yuan leaned over and whispered like a ghost.

Ming Xuanyu's fingers clenched the mattress tightly, his paleness was almost bloodless.He couldn't resist the heart-piercing pain when the effects of the medicine kicked in, but if he admit defeat and take the medicine obediently, it would be according to the emperor's wishes.

"Don't be so reluctant. I can help you quit the medicine given by the emperor, and I can go to Wushan Yunyu with you. Wouldn't it be a good thing?...Hmm?"

The movement was crisp and neat, and Du Yuan rushed forward suddenly.

"Ah! Uh... please, be gentle..."

Ming Xuanyu's voice was almost crying.

With his back to Du Yuan, only the mattress could see this painful face.Probably, it's okay to cry, right?It's okay to not have to bear it any longer, right?As long as you don't think about it or experience it, you can pretend it didn't happen, right?

Ming Xuanyu knew why Du Yuan was so vicious this time, bringing dissatisfaction to the bed.Suddenly, two people, one big and one small, appeared in the huge Prince Xiang's Mansion.

The whole family knew that Jing Zhu had saved King Xiang's life several times.As for the little boy with disheveled hair, it is said that he is Jing Zhu's son. His father was injured and was sent to another courtyard.Fortunately, he wasn't hurt as badly as his father.But without knowing the details, King Xiang didn't explain, but only told Haosheng to take care of Jingzhu.

Inside the house, there was a lot of obscenity.Outside, the wind is cold.

The fiery pain behind him was intertwined with the pleasure of humiliation, and a delicate gasp was squeezed out from his parched throat.Du Yuan smiled happily as if he had received some kind of reward.

"Does anyone else know what King Xiangtang looks like in bed?"

Du Yuan let out a disdainful sneer, and sped up his speed.

"Tonight, you took it on behalf of that man. It's just a beggar with a family and a mouth. It's right to think that you are showing kindness. But don't let me find out that it's too much."

Du Yuan's voice became more and more fierce.

But at this point, Ming Xuanyu was no longer able to survive rationally.He only knew that the "received on behalf of that man" in Du Yuan's mouth referred to the matter of bringing Jing Zhu into Prince Xiang's mansion.

But no... this is Prince Xiang's Mansion.

This is the last thought of Ming Xuanyu, who still has a breath of reason.

Every time after the work, Du Yuan would always hold Ming Xuanyu in his arms, and said a thousand words of apology, which was quite different from the devil just now.And Ming Xuanyu is like a fish in a dry trough, letting him play with his eyes blankly.

Ming Xuanyu didn't even bother to listen to the hypocrisy and sweet words of this dog-like general, and often fell into a sleepy sleep in the end.It's just that tonight is a little different from usual.

Just as Du Yuan was pinching Ming Xuanyu's lips and resting his hands on his half-undressed clothes, and was about to have fun again, suddenly the door of the room was knocked open with a bang, and two black people, one big and one small, were knocked open. The figures shrunk into a ball, and the scuffle tore and rolled in.

The moon-white bed curtains and curtains were half-covered, Ming Xuanyu on the bed faced the door with his back facing the door, his fragrant shoulders were half exposed, his clothes slid down to his waist, and his drunken eyes looked back, charming and charming.It's just that such a voluptuous beauty is embraced by Du Yuan, who is also half-covered and naked, it really is a garden full of spring.

At this moment, Jing Zhu and Mai Zi rolled in from the door and fell to the door not far from the bed.Maizi was knocked flat on the ground, seeing the scene in front of him, gasped, covered his eyes and simply pretended to be dead.And Jing Zhu next to him had already knelt down in the direction of the two on the bed after a lot of tearing and fighting.

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The scene was very embarrassing.

"This, that... Hey, this kid insists on playing a joke! I couldn't catch him running all over the yard. It was so hard to catch him and I couldn't resist. I accidentally ran into it... Wheat, wheat? You fucking The... little bastard, say something!"

Jing Zhu went to fiddle with Maizi in embarrassment, but Maizi pretended to be dead completely, remained motionless, walked very peacefully, and muttered "indecent cover up the truth" in a low voice in a loop.

"You really covered yourself up quite tightly, that's called seeing no evil! No...you get up and apologize!"

Jing Zhu slapped those little hands covering his eyes, as if he was training his son, but Maizi was not moved.

"Well... I don't know what to say, let's wish you an early New Year. Happy New Year, brother and sister-in-law, haha, hahaha..."

Jing Zhu got up swiftly, smiled awkwardly, bowed, grabbed Maizi who was pretending to be dead, turned and ran away.

As the door slammed shut, Jing Zhu picked up Maizi's clothes and carried them on his shoulders without knowing where the strength came from, and ran back to the other courtyard without resting.

Inexplicably short of breath, lying on the stone table in the middle of the other courtyard, regardless of the cold weather, the touch of the cold stone may make people sober.

Maizi was still thrown on the ground with a blank face, scratched his head, got up, patted the dirt on his body, and sat down on the stone bench.

"Father, are we going to be silenced?"

Puckering her mouth, Maizi dangled her legs.

"No, but... Hey, why are you shouting like a bastard? Who is your father?"

Jing Zhu, who was still trying to analyze calmly, was interrupted by the sudden sound of father.

"You! Whoever takes me to live in Prince Xiang's mansion is my father. I'm a little bastard, so you... are you a big bastard?"

I don't know whether Maizi is really naive and unworthy of beating or deliberately invigorating the atmosphere. At this time, he can still laugh and laugh as usual.

In contrast, Jing Zhu had a trace of worry on his eyebrows.

It is indeed wrong to break into other people's houses, but it is not a big problem for him.But today is different, I ran into a secret that I shouldn't know, how will it end?Should I escape home by myself overnight?Otherwise, when we communicate face to face again in the future, how embarrassing the scene will be, just thinking about it will make your toes twitch.

The moment it came into view, it was a living erotic palace that Jing Zhu had never seen before.Breathing suddenly became short of breath, and then his face burned.Ming Xuanyu's white and smooth half-exposed shoulders, flushed cheeks, cherry-like lips, and seductive lines half-closed, and the looming spring light half-covered by the window curtains, all seem to be engraved into Jing Zhu's mind Average, unforgettable for a long time.

That night, Jing Zhu voluntarily went to the kitchen to take dinner away. Regardless of the objections of a certain braised pork ribs and crispy yellow croaker who yelled to eat meat buns, double-cooked pork ribs, and crispy yellow croakers, Jing Zhu carried the meal in one hand and the baby in the other, and served it like a hot wheel. Fan quickly slipped back to the other courtyard, and closed the door with a bang, as if deliberately avoiding something.

"Father, what are you hiding from?"

Maizi resentfully grabbed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cake, unable to hide her disappointment.

"Just be content with it! I used to want to eat this cake, but I had to pick up the rags for several days! Oh no... Who are you calling dad? Who is your dad!"

After finishing speaking, Jing Zhu angrily gave Maizi a blow.

Poor Maizi, he could only force himself to imagine that what he was holding was a piece of tender and juicy Roujiamo, and he took a bite out of resentment.

"Eat quickly, you can go on the road when you are full."

Grabbing another piece of cake in the food box, Jing Zhu clicked his tongue and took a big bite.

"Ah, on the road? Daddy...are we really going to die? Wow...I'm still young and I don't want to die! I saw it by accident, I don't know anything woohoo! Daddy help me, I don't want to die! "

After hearing this, Maizi's face turned pale, and the so-called Roujiamo in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance, and he burst into tears.

"Are you stupid? Instead of sitting still and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative to attack. Are you waiting to be silenced? Run away when you are full."

Jing Zhu's eyes almost rolled to the sky, he was chewing on sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cakes, muttering distaste for Maizi, but he seemed to acquiesce in the setting of being a father that he would refute every time.

After dinner, Jing Zhu would stroll around the mansion to digest food. Everyone in Prince Xiang's mansion seemed to know this, so as long as they were not going in and out of places they shouldn't be, no one asked or even stopped them.

"Father, why don't we climb trees? From where I came from, I can see from the rockery in the yard, to the top of the wall, and then..."

Maizi gesticulated the escape route with his teeth and claws. Before he could finish speaking, a big hand pinned down his little head, forcing him to behave himself.

"Have braised pork in your head? The place is small, children can do it, I can be tall, mighty, handsome and charming? And... I'm not your father!"

Jing Zhu cast a disdainful glance at the little man beside him.

"Mom, how should we escape?"

Maizi pursed her lips, with a look of refusal to admit defeat.

"... You should call me Daddy, Daddy's a big boy."

Jing Zhu sighed and helped his forehead helplessly.

The two shuttled back and forth in the mansion as usual, as if taking a leisurely walk, and even responded leisurely to some of the servants' kind greetings.

As he spoke, he came to the gate of the palace.The old man in charge of this area heard Jing Zhu say that in order not to worry King Xiang, he planned to go out and purchase some folk prescription medicinal materials by himself. He was so moved that he patted Jing Zhu on the shoulder and planned to let him go.

Someone had injured his ribs, and the old man slapped his shoulders with firm palms, and he could only continue to grin on his face.

After all, you have to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

The gate of the palace opened slowly, and the light outside the door couldn't wait to squeeze in through the crack of the opened door.

"My lord, why do you..."

As the door gradually opened, the old man's thick and powerful voice came to his ears.

"Hey, uncle, who are you scaring? We slipped away...ah, it's not that we left, we just go back. Maizi, let's go!"

Jing Zhu giggled, grabbed Maizi's little hand and was about to run.

"Young Master Jing, are you leaving now?"

A cold man's voice came from behind.

As the voice approached, the nose was gradually filled with the familiar elegant sandalwood.Jing Zhu turned his head slowly and stiffly in embarrassment, and saw Ming Xuanyu standing on the stone steps not far away, arms folded, looking down.

The moonlight shone on his long ink-splashed hair, as if covering him with a light veil.A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes are full of swaying, full of intoxicating style.