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Chu Heng rested his chin on Ling Ye's shoulder, thought for a while, and smiled and said: "Then His Majesty deducts his salary."

Ling Ye bit Chu Heng's earlobe.

But before His Majesty could express his dissatisfaction, Her Majesty the Empress, who treated her leniently, suddenly changed her mind, shook her head and said, "No, the salary cannot be withheld."

He put his arms around Ling Ye's neck, and said with a smile: "There is a wife in Si Mo's family who wants to take care of her. This trip has reported to the parents of the family in order to make an engagement. It is time to spend money. Your Majesty should be merciful and don't deduct it. But the servant Mrs. Mo is losing her temper now, does Your Majesty know how to coax her?"

"Isn't Shimo's 'Madame'?" Ling Ye said in a leisurely tone, then changed his tone and snorted, "I can't coax you well!"

After the words fell, they kissed again.This kiss changed from the tenderness and tenderness just now, with a hint of plunder, licked and sucked the kiss on his lips, and then broke his teeth, and the lips and teeth rubbed each other for a long time, the breathing of the two was once again rapid, and the tears they forced were soaked Eyelashes, Chu Heng tugged at Ling Ye's shirt, feeling that he was about to drown in this deep kiss, Ling Ye finally let go of him, panting to kiss away the teardrops oozing from the corners of his eyes.

The two of them hugged each other and sat in the dragon chair in the study room, the intimate distance made the lust quickly aroused.After his breathing subsided, Ling Ye took a deep breath, and tried his best to speak in a steady voice: "Are you tired from the exhaustion on the road? Let's go, go back to Mingcheng Palace for dinner."

Chu Heng didn't answer, just stared at Ling Ye's eyebrows, and after leaving for half a year, the more he missed him, the lovesickness can't be expressed in a few words on letter paper... Now is the time when we are in love with each other, how can we hold back For the reason, Chu Heng stretched out his hand to touch Ling Ye's waist and abdomen, without saying a word, just looked at him steadfastly.

Ling Ye's breathing became heavier, his eyes suddenly sank, and after a few breaths of silence, he reminded himself with a tense string in his head that this person had a hard journey, let him go first, and talk about it tomorrow, if he honestly stops...

Chu Heng pushed aside Ling Ye's jade belt, and reached under the dragon robe.

"..." Ling Ye's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't let go.

"Want?" He said quietly.

Chu Heng's eyes wandered, blushing and looking away, he withdrew his hand and pushed Ling Ye, and said in a low voice, "Let's go to the inner warm pavilion."

Ling Ye remained silent, stretched out his hand and pressed on Chu Heng's shoulder, he stood up, lifted the smoked cage placed beside the imperial case to the dragon chair, picked it up with iron chopsticks, and added a few pieces of silver to it. silk charcoal.

The surrounding warmth was lingering, but Chu Heng suddenly had a bad premonition, subconsciously wanted to get up, but Ling Ye held him down again.

"Chongjiu..." Chu Heng Mo Ming panicked.

Ling Ye lifted his chin with his fingers, bent down and kissed him.

Turning sideways, he took out a square box from the grid under the imperial case, and the familiar fragrance spread out, Chu Heng opened his eyes slightly, and said in disbelief: "Here, here?!"

"No, don't... um..."

Ling Ye leaned over to cover his lips, passed his hand through the bend of his knee, and raised one of his legs to rest on the armrest of the dragon chair.

Chu Heng whimpered twice, Ling Ye let go a little, allowing him to take a breath.Chu Heng's face turned red, but Ling Ye supported the armrest of the dragon chair with one arm, preventing him from taking his legs back, so Chu Heng had no choice but to push him, and said anxiously: "There are people guarding the outer hall!"

"Yeah." Ling Ye nodded and rubbed Chu Heng's belt, "But if I want to deal with my servant Mo, the emperor should reward and punish him."

Chu Heng quickly said: "Servant Mo Kuang is wrong! Deduct his salary!"

Ling Ye took off his belt and put it aside, then unhurriedly pushed aside Chu Heng's outer clothes, and replied calmly: "No, Shi Mo has a wife to support, and the wife will be angry if he can't support the family after deducting his salary. Forgive me, otherwise how will Shi Mo explain to Madam when he returns home?" His tone was meaningful, and he looked into Chu Heng's eyes, "Madam is very stingy, I'm afraid I can't be kind."

"..." Why did he lift a rock and hit his own foot, Chu Heng couldn't refute for a while, and hurriedly tried to cover his clothes.

"Shi Mo doesn't want to be in the study?" Ling Ye supported the back of the dragon chair with one hand and looked at him.

Chu Heng hurriedly nodded, but before he could make a sound, Ling Ye said again: "Then go to the main hall."

"...!"

"No more Xuanzheng Hall, Taiji Hall?"

The tone was serious, as if he could order someone to drive him right away, Chu Heng wasn't sure, but he knew he couldn't be kind.After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand to wrap around Ling Ye's neck, raised his head and kissed him, and discussed, "Si Mo wants to go to the Nuan Pavilion, so he can do whatever he wants..."

"No." Ling Ye remained unmoved, "There are only queens in the Nuan Pavilion and Mingcheng Hall, so of course Shi Mo must be disposed of in a place where there is Shi Mo."

He has said all the nonsense!

Chu Heng struggled for a while, blushing and said: "People will hear..."

"Then keep quiet." Ling Ye said, "The Shadow Guard won't hear you later."

No wonder!

With Tianzi Yingwei's ability to listen to all directions... Chu Heng blushed even more, and took the next best thing: "You let the guards on duty outside the Hall of Martial Arts retreat..."

"The shadow guard will arrange it." Ling Ye continued to untie his underwear.

"You said you couldn't hear me just now!" Chu Heng was angrily.

Ling Ye chuckled, and took him outside, putting his right leg on the armrest on the other side of the dragon chair.

The palace lantern on the imperial case was burning brightly, illuminating the room, Chu Heng was so ashamed that he didn't know where to look, so he had to turn his face away.Although it was clear from the fact that he and Ling Ye were together, the Shadow Guard of the Son of Heaven knew it, but he was still too embarrassed to yell out in the study room of the Palace of Respect.

Ling Ye removed the last layer of his underwear, bent down and kissed his lips.

…………

Chu Heng's muffled snort was blocked by the kiss, and his body trembled. He tightened his grip on the dragon robe on Ling Ye's body, and straightened the instep of his foot that was placed outside the dragon chair.

This is the treatment that Shi Mo, who has not returned for a long time, deserves - he asked for it.

…………

The breaths of each other merged together, Ling Ye opened his teeth, entangled with the tip of his tongue, and swallowed all the groans/groans overflowing from his mouth.

After kissing for a while, Ling Ye let go of him, and the two of them panted slowly.Chu Heng's waist vented, and he lay softly on Ling Ye's body. His temples and forehead were already soaked in hot sweat. His clothes were in a mess, already wet, wrinkled and out of shape.

Ling Ye calmed down a little, put Chu Heng on the dragon chair, got up and wiped his face with a silk handkerchief.Seeing Chu Heng's moist eyes, sinking and forgetting himself, Ling Ye couldn't help but bend down and kiss the corner of his lips, and said with a smile, "Are you comfortable? Are you still touching your hands?"

Chu Heng was still panting, hearing that his cheeks and the corners of his eyes were red, he was ashamed and happy, pushed Ling Ye, and covered his face with his palm.

Ling Ye laughed softly, straightened up and fastened the jade belt around his waist, wiped his hands, stroked the wrinkled place on the dragon robe that was scratched by Chu Heng, and managed to put it into a fairly neat description.

"Gao bandit—" He stood sideways to block Chu Heng, and shouted out.

Eunuch Gao pushed open the door of the study hall, not daring to raise his eyes, and bowed his head to listen to the order.

The emperor said in a deep voice: "Prepare the chariot at the back door and set it up in the Mingcheng Hall."

Bandit Gao agreed, closed the study door again, bowed and retreated.

Ling Ye took the cloak that was sitting on the opposite couch, and wrapped it around Chu Heng's body to cover up the mess underneath.

Chu Heng looked at himself who had been "disposed" and couldn't see anyone, then looked at Ling Ye who looked like a man with only a few wrinkles on his dragon robe, snorted twice, got up and pushed him aside With a push, he ran towards the back door of the study with red ears.

After returning to Mingcheng Palace, Mu Guoshen finished his dinner and rolled onto the couch, naturally there was another lingering lingering feeling of farewell over newlyweds.

The lingering and hot kiss fell on the ear, Ling Ye gasped and said: "Now I can scream."

Chu Heng's brows and eyes were already stained with spring, but now his face was even more crimson. He was ashamed and annoyed, and said angrily: "Wait... ah!"

"Easy, light...um..."

The brocade tent fell, covering a room with a beautiful spring.

……

The next day, it was already late for Chu Heng to wake up, Ling Ye didn't go to the Hall of Respect, and sat beside him flipping through the memorial. Seeing Chu Heng open his eyes, he handed warm ginseng tea to Chu Heng's mouth.

Chu Heng just drank with his hand, without thinking about it, and lay lazily nestled in the brocade quilt, and was about to order Ling Ye to rub his waist, when Eunuch Gao came in from outside holding a tray.

It is Chu Shimo's salary for the past few months and the annual reward during the Chinese New Year.

Imperial servant Mo has been away for nearly five months, although it is far beyond the regular long vacation that the guards of the Wuying Hall should have, but His Majesty is merciful, and later gave Chu Shimo a holiday, so it is not considered a violation of regulations. The annual reward will naturally not be less.

Yesterday when Shi Mo returned to the palace, the Hall of Martial Ying made an inventory, and sent the money and silver to the Hall of Jingcheng for value this morning.

Eunuch Gao reported the matter with a smile, and Chu Shimo's salary on the tray was naturally handed over to "Madame Chu".

With a smile on his lips, Ling Ye picked up the pouch containing the money and weighed it—well, quite a lot.

He looked at the bed. Chu Shimo, who had been domineering before, heard the word "exhibition holiday" mentioned by the bandit Gao, and he had already turned his back on his back, wrapped in a quilt, and rolled to the innermost side of the bed.

Ling Ye raised his eyebrows lightly, walked to the bedside with the pouch, leaned over and squeezed Chu Heng's waist, and said leisurely, "I'll keep it for your husband, huh?"

Chu Shimo bit the corner of the quilt, daring to be angry but not to speak.