Yuanzhong poultry

The plate was full of delicacies, but only a few chopsticks were touched.Yu Baishi took a sip of porridge without taste, and finally shook his head: "Let's withdraw."

The servant did not dare to disobey, and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Yu Bai after a while: "Forget it, wait."

Yu Bai reluctantly took another sip, it was clearly a delicacy, but he couldn't taste a trace of it, the fragrant porridge slid down his throat into his stomach, but instead brought a strong smell of blood, making him want to vomit.

"Has Feng Shishi come back?" When Yu Bai asked, he suddenly sensed something was wrong, "Feng Shishi... still has Xieyi, where is Xieyi?"

When was the last time Feng Shiyi appeared? ——Yu Bai got up abruptly, his voice was stern: "Where are they?"

The maid was only ordered to serve him meals, she had never seen such a posture, kowtowed while crying: "Slave... I don't know, I don't know..."

Feeling extremely anxious, Yu Bai didn't even have time to put on the cloak, and was about to go out to look for someone with only bare feet, but stopped in front of the door again.

"Your Majesty is here—"

Yu Bai's body shook suddenly.

After seeing the person coming, those pitch-black eyes finally became emotional as Zhao Jun wished.

—that is hatred.

Li Dehai followed step by step, complaining endlessly in his heart.

An hour ago, His Majesty the Emperor happened to be drinking small wine with candied fruit, who knows which nerve was touched while drinking, and said a few times ah bai, smelling of alcohol, he swung his hand towards Yannan Pavilion came, and there was no way to stop it.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhao Jun lifted the door curtain familiarly, easily ignoring the anger in Yu Bai's eyes, and said in a casual and leisurely tone, "Looking for your sister, Feng Shishi, or that little girl? What is her name?" Thinking... freehand?——Ah Bai, you really have a lot of people in your heart."

Zhao Jun sat down against the master—no, he is the master of this imperial city, even the Yannan Pavilion granted to Yu Bai is his territory.He raised his chin to the boy under the lamplight: "Come here, Ah Bai."

Yu Bai didn't move.

He wasn't annoyed, he just sat there and said to himself: "I was drinking tonight, and I thought of you. Ah Bai, they brought me candied fruit, a specialty of Liucheng, which we ate together. Ah Bai , do you want to try it?"

As he spoke, Zhao Jun took out a greased paper bag from his sleeve, pulled out the drawstring, and slowly squeezed out two bright red candied peaches.Under the candlelight, he stared at the candied peach for a long time, then repeated in a warm voice: "Ah Bai, do you want to try it?"

Yu Baimo then took a step back.

However, Zhao Jun stubbornly stretched out his hand towards him, and as soon as he touched Yu Bai's sleeve, Yu Bai stretched out his hand and knocked it down.The open oiled paper bag also fell to the ground, and the bright and plump candied fruits rolled in all directions.

Under the glowing candlelight, it seemed as if treasures were scattered all over the place.

Zhao Jun stared at them for a long time, then sighed, "It's a pity."

Yu Bai said coldly: "Your Majesty is drunk, please go back."

He turned around to leave, but suddenly Zhao Jun grabbed his arm.He had just recovered from his injuries, and his strength couldn't compare to that of a strong adult man. Zhao Jun squeezed him tightly into his arms with a strong hand.

"Abai, be obedient, don't make me angry."

Yu Bai's eyes widened, and before he had time to react and resist, he was already overwhelmed by the raging kisses.

The strong smell of alcohol came to my face.Zhao Jun kissed him like a ravage, with one hand pressing the back of his head, the other hand had slipped under Yu Bai's body, and the body under his body was hard against his lower abdomen.

This was the first time Zhao Jun couldn't hold back after they met each other.

In a daze, he returned to the night when he was sent to Zhao Jun's bed when he was 17 years old.Zhao Jun tore off all the pretense of gentleness and elegance, revealing naked primitive desires in front of him.Yu Bai was struggling all the time, but for a young man who had traveled long distances for many days and was suffering from hunger and cold, that little bit of strength was really negligible.

Zhao Jun could easily subdue him with just one hand. His struggle was not a struggle, but a passion.

……

The lights are bright and shadowy.

The painful and repentant gentleman's skin was torn apart, and what was exposed to him was still the same violence and wantonness as two years ago.

Zhao Jun restrained Yu Bai with one hand, and tore off the thin single clothes with the other hand.This shirt has been worn for two years, and it is already old, and it is even more effortless to tear it off, and it is torn into a mess after a few strokes, revealing the skin under the shirt that has not seen the sun all year round.

Zhao Jun's gaze fell from the slender collarbone all the way down to the scabbed wound—it was the autumn of Lishan, the assassination of Tianlin Mansion, Yu Bai reflexively blocked in front of him, and was stabbed by the sharp sword. Marks left by wounds.He lowered his head to kiss the hideous scar, leaving a blush on his pale skin.

He asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Yu Bai shook his head tremblingly, sensing a strong aura of danger from the false warmth.He kicked and kicked and tried to break free from under Zhao Jun, but suddenly his arms hung in the air, his wrists were bound by a piece of silk, and he was completely under the man's body.Zhao Jun stared at him for a long time, then bit Yu Bai's lips.

Without the silk that tied the tents, the white gauze curtains scattered down one after another, covering the secrets within.

"You've been drinking... Zhao Jun! You're drunk!" Yu Bai took a breather in the siege-like kiss, and immediately caught the overwhelming smell of alcohol.He raised his hand to push back, his voice almost shrill: "Zhao Jun!"

Zhao Jun lowered his head and licked the tip of Yu Bai's ear, and the strong smell of alcohol sprayed on the side of Yu Bai's ear: "Be good, I just miss you. Have you missed me these few months?"

Yu Bai tensed his body, and let out a few words from his clenched teeth: "No... let me go!"

"But I miss you, Abai." Zhao Jun's fingers moved all the way down, rubbing towards the delicate inner thigh, his voice almost trembling, "I miss you so much, I still dare not see you...Abai , be obedient, be obedient, and don't make me feel bad."

Pain and pleasure hit together, Yu Bai flashed across his heart in a daze, and suddenly blurted out: "Where's Feng Shishi?"

Zhao Jun suddenly stopped.

"Feng Shishi, Xieyi—where are they?" Yu Bai paused, "Where did you get them?"

No one answered for a long time, and the restraint seemed to be loosened a little.Before Yu Bai could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly suffocated.

While breathing hard, he heard Zhao Jun's cold voice: "Ah Bai, don't deliberately spoil my interest, it's useless for you to do this."

His throat was choked, and Yu Bai's eyes went black for a while, as if he had returned to the winter when he was drowned. The dark and cold lake water wrapped him from head to toe, the pain was extreme, but it seemed to make people return to the beginning of life.In the past, it was the naughty brother in the family who pushed him into the water, but now it is the lover he once dreamed of spending his life with who gave him all this.

I can't breathe anymore... Yu Bai tried his best to squeeze out two words: "Loose... let go..."

Zhao Jun was unmoved in the slightest: "Ah Bai, if you keep asking, I will let Yu Wan enter the palace with an edict today. Those people you care about, I can wipe them out with a flick of my finger."

The hand pinching his throat was released, and fresh air rushed into his lungs, triggering fits of intense coughing.Yu Bai's complexion was already very bad, and his complexion was flushed. In stark contrast, his lips were as pale as paper, trembling undetectably.He could barely open his eyes, his chest heaved violently, and with incredible strength, he broke free from the restraint Zhao Jun had placed on his wrist.

Before Zhao Jun could utter a reprimand, he saw Yu Bai's arm supporting his body shaking, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

——Zhao Jun wakes up like a dream.

He slowly picked up the fallen brocade quilt and covered it back on Yu Bai.

Yu Bai also felt the warmth in the coma, and shrunk deeper into the quilt, only revealing a pale face, which was set off even whiter by the black hair like a crow's feather.

This night's absurdity replayed in his heart like a lantern, like cold water pouring down his head.

He originally just wanted to say "I miss you" while he was drunk.

Zhao Jun was silent for a while, then gave himself a hard hammer, and left without looking back.

The author says:

What I wrote recently seems to be a bit abusive, but it is really unavoidable. (sigh, really wanted to get them right in one go)