High energy eunuch

Xue Yuanshu removed the cloth strip from the man's mouth, and the man immediately yelled: "Get off, where are you touching! You... you you..." The man was blushed by Xue Yuanshu's extremely skillful technique, his back was sweating, his clothes The robe was torn off, and it felt very absurd. Suffering from being bound, Xue Yuanshu turned him over, grabbed the man's hair, and forced him to turn his head to kiss himself.

The corner of the man's mouth was bitten to pieces, his lips were red and slightly swollen, and the corners of his eyes were red with tears oozing.

"Who are you... who are you..." The man's voice changed in pain, and he glared at Xue Yuanshu, the corners of his eyes almost bursting.

"Qingyun..." Xue Yuanshu frowned, and the moment he entered the person below him, both of them felt pain.Xue Yuanshu pulled off his robe to cover it up so that he would not be exposed, but whenever a man raised his body, he would press him to the ground with all his strength, and when he wanted to kiss, he would pull up the man's hair, kiss him, and hug him again, Kiss his sweaty neck and back.

in the closet.

Fu Qiu bent one leg and straightened his clothes and trousers between his crotch. He was wearing night clothes which couldn't be covered, and he was very embarrassed. Fortunately, the cabinet was dark and he couldn't see clearly.

There were repeated conversations outside, mixed with the man's painful panting, Dongzi also turned his face, pinched Fu Qiu's hand loosely, felt the sweat in Fu Qiu's hand, touched Fu Qiu's face and neck, All are hot.

Dongzi wrote in Fu Qiu's palm: 【Come here】

Fu Qiu was unmoved, Dongzi touched his ankle, making him wrap his legs tightly around his waist, the two were very close, Dongzi's hand climbed from Fu Qiu's leg to his semi-rigid Hold the outline, hold it, and rub it gently through the fabric.

Until Fu Qiu panted and put his head on his chest, and came back to his senses, Fu Qiu was so embarrassed that he felt as if he had peed his pants, so he got up dumbfounded and bit Dongzi's ear.

Dongzi suppressed a smile, the corners of his mouth curled up, his hand withdrew from Fu Qiu's trousers, and was about to press Fu Qiu's face.

Fu Qiu was taken aback, and hurriedly dodged backwards carefully, fearing that making a noise would startle Xue Yuanshu, peeping through the cracks, he felt that Xue Yuanshu would not be moved even if there was a thunderstorm falling from the sky.The man called Qingyun was held face to face with Xue Yuanshu, his expression had lost most of the pain, his hands still bound were handcuffed around Xue Yuanshu's neck, the robes wrapped the two of them, only the neck and shoulders were exposed redness.

Immediately afterwards, the man trembled all over, arched his back, and fell limp on Xue Yuanshu's body in an instant, gasping for breath.

Xue Yuanshu leaned against his head, looked at each other, suddenly jumped up as if being scalded by spicy oil, straightened his robe, tied his belt, tidied everything up, and ran out of the room like a gust of wind.

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Dongzi wiped his hands on the cabinet calmly, Xue Yuanshu never came back, and the man lay on the ground unconsciously, as if motionless, with his eyes closed.

Fu Qiu didn't dare to act rashly, so he wrote on Dongzi's palm: [Get out] Dongzi made a gesture to get up, Fu Qiu pulled him, and wrote: [What if he wakes up] Dongzi replied: [Just do it for real. dizzy him]

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When Dongzi went out, he confirmed that the man had indeed passed out. The atmosphere in the room was too ambiguous, and Fu Qiu blushed.When he got into the carriage, he blushed so much that he raised the curtain to blow the air.This time, the night spying against the ministers planned by the emperor was really a failure. Fu Qiu really didn't expect that Xue Yuanshu was not thinking about how to save the country and kill his lover all day in private, but had such a rich private life.

He turned his head, saw Dongzi sitting upright, and realized that he was watching, Dongzi opened his eyes.

Fu Qiuyi leaned on him and asked him: "Who is that unlucky guy? Do you know him?"

Dongzi thought about it in a daze, and said, "Xue Yuanshu calls himself a senior brother, so it must be his junior brother."

"Brother?" Fu Qiu hurriedly called Dong Zidao.

Dongzi then told Xue Yuanshu that he had a younger brother who used to be in Qilin Tomb, and had a chance to escape by chance, so he let his younger brother run away, and went back to receive his ten-day water prison sentence.

"His younger brother also went back to Qilin Tomb privately. When Xue Yuanshu was released, his younger brother was sent on a mission and never came back." Dongzi poured Fu Qiu a cup of tea, fed him a drink, and took a sip himself. , casually said: "I must have found this person, he has never given up looking for him for so many years."

"But that person doesn't seem to know him..." Fu Qiuruo thought.

"Perhaps the wrong person was arrested, and I don't know."

Fu Qiu nodded, and suddenly became excited, hanging on Dongzi's neck, with a smile on his lips: "This trip is not small."

"Come and praise me" on his face, Dongzi couldn't help laughing, his lips rubbed against the side of his face.

After Xue Yuanshu ran out, it was half an hour before he remembered Qingyun who was still lying on the ground.He called a few servant girls over to help him wash and wash, and then suddenly told them not to go.

The room was silent, Xue Yuanshu squatted down to untie the ropes on Qingyun's hands and feet, but Qingyun did not wake up.Bending down to pick him up, immersing him in hot water, while helping to clean up, Qingyun frowned, opened his eyes, and was taken aback for a moment.

The wooden ladle for scooping water landed on Xue Yuanshu's head like a wooden fish. Xue Yuanshu hurriedly turned his head to avoid it, grabbed Qingyun's hand, kissed his lips firmly, forced him to open his mouth, hooked his tongue and forced it out.

After parting, Qingyun's face was flushed, Xue Yuanshu wiped his lips triumphantly, and said with a low laugh: "If you don't listen to Senior Brother, come back."

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Qingyun fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.Xue Yuanshu sat quietly in front of the bed, tucked up the quilt for him, touched his face with the back of his hand, and thought of something, he lightly untied Qingyun's middle coat, and saw that there was no trace on his waist, and the expression in his eyes It was complicated and unspeakable, so he covered his clothes again, covered him with a quilt, got up and went out.

"He found it?" Fu Rong sat on the stone bench in the garden, leisurely sipping a bowl of steaming tea.

"According to the lord's order, my subordinates deliberately put clues for Xue Yuanshu to find. Wei Qingyun has a younger brother named Wei Qingshan. The two look the same. Later, because the eldest was taken away, the younger son was renamed Wei Qingyun. But Xue Yuanshu I don't know, and after the Wei family's son was handed over to Qilinzhong, he was worried that the younger son would be taken away, and moved many times, so Xue Yuanshu couldn't find it. It took a lot of effort for his subordinates to approach him and teach him martial arts. Now his martial arts It has been considerable, Xue Yuan's book was poisoned by the prince, and he will die soon, just when he is eager to find his junior brother, even if he finds out that Wei Qingshan is not Wei Qingyun, he may still be deceiving himself."

Fu Rong put down the tea bowl, thought for a while, rolled up his sleeves, planned to play this move first, and dismissed the servants.His eyes were fixed on a window paper, which was the room where Song Qingrong lived.

Fu Rong finished his tea slowly and sighed.

The door opened, Song Qingrong embraced the cloak, sat opposite to Fu Rong, and asked in a low voice: "Is the prince's arrangement all right?"

"Whether it's appropriate or not, it's hard to say."

"He has been poisoned, why don't you just kill him, so as not to have long nights and dreams." Song Qingrong touched Fu Rong's collar, and ran his fingers across the common clothes.

"The first emperor ordered that Xue Yuanshu must stay. I think that the emperor's brother made such an arrangement, and there must be something important to be entrusted to him."

"Then just ask him to ask directly?"

Fu Rong shook his head: "The first emperor was able to hand over his personal soldiers to him. He didn't take out the token until Yuan Xinpei left the capital. It was a trick. If he didn't want to be an enemy of me and our son, I would like to let him go." His way of life can also be regarded as accumulating virtue and blessings for the prince."

Song Qingrong leaned her head on Fu Rong's chest docilely, "Since Chun'er was born, my lord has become kinder and softer."

Fu Rong kissed the top of her hair, sighed, and said, "In the past, Da Chu was everything to me, but now you, mother and son, are everything to me."

Two days later, Fu Qiu hadn't finished approving the papers. Hearing Dongzi's report, he couldn't help but put away his pen and frowned nervously and asked, "He came to the door so soon? Did you do anything?" Pulling Dongzi over to examine it.

Dongzi said: "Nothing, no action. He asked me to bring a letter to the emperor."

"What letter?" Fu Qiu changed his indifferent face, and said angrily, "He can't order me, and I will never do it."

"It seems that I don't need to report."

Fu Qiu hurriedly rushed over, pressed Dongzi, who was in full official uniform, on the ground and rubbed it, and said with a smile, "Say it quickly!"

"He asked you to do one thing. If you finish it, you won't hold me any longer." Dongzi hugged Fu Qiu, letting him lie on top of him.

"Say, hurry up." Fu Qiu muttered and pestered Dong Zi, complaining in a low voice: "After approving papers for a long time, my butt hurts from sitting."

Dongzi rubbed his hands for him, lowered his eyes, and said, "He asked you to abolish the crown prince and pass the throne to your own son."

Fu Qiu stopped making trouble, sat up frowning, and pulled Dongzi up.

"Why do I still have people pointing fingers after I established the crown prince? Now no one outside knows that the crown prince is not my son. The eighth uncle is also a member of the royal family, and he was born to the same mother as me. How can he not sit in the world? Come pointing fingers, anyway, I don’t To have a son, at worst, arrest his junior brother, and see if he still forces me to have a child."

Sitting upright, Dong Zi stretched out his hands to straighten Fu Qiu's clothes, and corrected him, "Your Majesty can't give birth either."

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"However, since he came today, he has been deeply poisoned. Even if we fight now, he may not be my opponent, so there is no need to take this matter to heart."

Fu Qiu snorted, feeling a little strange, why did Fu Rong think that Dong Zi was dead, but didn't detoxify Xue Yuanshu?

"He was demoted to a common man. Xue Yuanshu only listened to the first emperor, not to the Eighth Prince. He was afraid that he would use this as a threat to force him to obey orders. Xue Yuanshu's martial arts were unfathomable. In the hands of the Eighth King, he was A sharp sword that can kill people at any time." Dongzi said slowly.

Fu Qiu thought for a while, and felt that something was wrong, "We can find out about his younger brother, so can Eighth Uncle." He gritted his teeth, walked up and down, and suddenly smiled like a fool, propping his forehead, " Eighth Uncle thinks you are dead, but it doesn't matter, even if he wants Xue Yuanshu to do something, it is definitely not to kill you. Xue Yuanshu and Eighth Uncle use each other, since he intends to let you go, he must not really intend to kill you you."

Dongzi nodded.

"But I'm sorry for his junior brother. His junior brother doesn't seem to know him anymore. If the eighth uncle wants to order Xue Yuanshu to do something, what will he let him do?" Fu Rong's child is already a prince, and he will be the emperor in the future. He didn't mean to be emperor, so there was no need to get rid of Fu Qiu.

The two looked at each other, and Dongzi said: "It may not be that he is asked to do something, maybe he is asked to do nothing."

It was night, Wei Qingyun woke up on Xue Yuanshu's bed, the pain that seemed to be falling apart all over his body awakened his memory.

He propped his forehead with one hand, sat up, and sat in front of the window in a green figure, Xue Yuanshu held the pen in his hand, and it took a long time to land on the paper.Wei Qingyun knew that he was no match, so he hurriedly retreated from the quilt, trying to pretend to be asleep.

"Don't sleep when you wake up, you have been sleeping all day, don't you have a headache?" Compared with the previous day, Xue Yuanshu seemed to have no emotion.

The maid brought minced meat porridge, Wei Qingyun was very hungry, but Xue Yuanshu fed him slowly.Because of resentment in his heart, he wanted to refuse the food that came, but he was really hungry, so he had to make up his mind to endure it for a while, and then fight when he was full.

After eating two mouthfuls, he quietly looked at Xue Yuanshu. He was not bad at all, and he could not tell that he was a person with such dirty thoughts. Master was right. People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed? , knowing the face but not the heart.

The porridge fed by Xue Yuanshu flowed from Wei Qingyun's lips to his chin. He lifted Wei Qingyun's chin, and before he could react, he licked the porridge away against his face.

Wei Qingyun was immediately embarrassed, and when he wanted to struggle, he realized that he couldn't gather his internal strength at all.

"Don't try to escape, you have taken Hua Gong San." Xue Yuanshu forcefully smashed the spoon into Wei Qingyun's mouth, "You don't need any martial arts with me."

When the spoon was taken away, Wei Qingyun waved his hand abruptly, Xue Yuanshu dodged it easily, and said coldly: "You'd better be good, you've offended me, I still have many methods and postures that I haven't tried yet."

Wei Qingyun never thought that there would be such a shameless person in the world. Although he learned some martial arts, he was raised by a scholarly family. He chewed over and over again, and could only curse out one sentence: "Despicable."

"Do you want to meet someone who is more despicable?" Xue Yuanshu raised his eyebrows.

Wei Qingyun didn't dare to speak anymore, he knew that this person could do it, so he fell on the bed and pretended to be asleep after eating the porridge.Xue Yuanshu hadn't left yet, he looked at Wei Qingyun, gritted his teeth, both despair and hope.

After all, the person in front of him looks so much like his junior brother, it's rare to get only one or two points, but this person even looks like his unyielding little junior brother, even the name is the same, so he stared at him bitterly. , but with his helpless appearance, Xue Yuanshu almost wanted to open Wei Qingyun's heart to see if he was that person.

There was no unicorn brand on his body, not even a scar. Xue Yuanshu wanted to squeeze him to death at one moment, and at the other moment wanted to hug him tightly.His fingers tightened and loosened repeatedly on Wei Qingyun's neck, so he had to let him go, packed up the dishes and went out.

Wei Qingyun opened his eyes with lingering fear, got off the ground, pushed open the window, dragged his heavier body than usual, climbed up the window sill, and rolled heavily to the window.