Linque

It was pitch black in front of him, and Chu Heng couldn't help panicking even more. The chains binding his hands made a crisp sound with his struggling movements, which was especially clear in the quiet room.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Ling Ye gently kissed his lips, choking the unfinished words in his throat, Chu Heng gradually settled down, but he still didn't know what Ling Ye was going to do next.

The loss of vision made his other senses extremely sharp. He could feel that Ling Ye was sitting in front of him, and the robe that covered his body had been torn off long ago.When Ling Ye's palm was gently caressing his chest, an indescribable feeling penetrated the flesh and spread to the bone, making Chu Heng tremble involuntarily.

"His Majesty……"

He thought, this time he will really be taught a lesson.

But it was obviously too late to realize now.

Chu Heng only heard Ling Ye's answer, and then there was a touch of coldness in front of him, and something was placed on his chest.

Soon he knew.

"You want to eat these cherries, but you didn't touch them when you brought them up." Ling Ye's voice was low, but his tone was still very soft. He pushed the bright red cherry with his fingertips and swirled it wantonly in front of Chu Heng's fair chest. .Early April was late spring in the imperial capital, and the sky was already very warm, but for Chu Heng, who had a particularly keen sense of touch, the coolness that swam in front of him became unbearable.

He moved his waist and shoulders, and moved in with a little retreat. Ling Ye's chuckle came from his ear, and he couldn't help calling Ling Ye's name in a low voice.

"I'm here." Ling Ye responded casually, and the hand pushing the cherry still kept turning and tracing on the left side of the chest.

With a little force on the fingertips, the juice of the cherry oozes out.Chu Heng couldn't see it, but he could feel it more clearly than usual. The aroused emotion was hot, and the cherry juice dripping onto his chest was icy cold. Patience, a few light gasps leaked from between his lips and teeth.

His hands were bound, and he couldn't resist at all. Under Ling Ye, he couldn't remember what kind of Dongjun he was, except twisting his body to try to avoid, just panting and begging for mercy. If he didn't get a response, he would suffer. There is no other way.

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Chu Heng's breathing was a little unsteady, and there was a layer of moist mist in Mo Duan's blindfolded eyes.Their bodies are so close to each other, he can feel that the two of them have long been emotionally moved, and they desperately want Ling Ye to hurry up, but they are very clear that Ling Ye wants to settle Lushui's account with him today, without torturing him first "Tears bursting down my face", I will never hug him.

The vermilion juice of the cherry was squeezed out by Ling Ye, dripping on Chu Heng's chest, the scene was extremely glamorous.Ling Ye leaned over and lowered his head, opened his mouth to suck it up, tasted it carefully, nodded and said, "The cherries are delicious."

Chu Heng let out several short moans and whimpers.

But people who eat cherries don't care whether they want cherries or not.Seemingly unfinished, Ling Ye lowered his head and stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick it, sucking repeatedly, kissing the cherry juice little by little.

All the senses in his body seemed to be concentrated in front of his chest. Chu Heng straightened his toes and kept twisting his body. The chains that cuffed his hands swayed goldenly, but Ling Ye turned a deaf ear and tasted it over and over again.

The taste of "cherry" is so good that after eating one, I can't help but think about another.Ling Ye slid his fingertips across, moved to Chu Heng's right chest, and rubbed it lightly a few times. Seeing faint traces of water oozing from Chu Heng's blindfolded ink satin, he finally felt half-hearted. He withdrew his hand and went over to touch it. The shackles on Chu Heng's feet, and asked: "Are you still untied?"

Chu Heng was tortured and shook his head frequently, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm in prison, I don't understand, Your Majesty spared me..."

Ling Ye chuckled, turned around and lowered his head to kiss his lips, and stroked his waistline all the way...

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Chu Heng opened his mouth and breathed rapidly, his face was flushed with emotion, and the three-finger-wide black satin covered his eyes, which made the rest of the eyes look whiter.The candlelight at the head of the bed leaked into the gauze, his waistline undulated under the intertwined light and shadow, his tight muscles were covered with a thin layer of water, which was the fine sweat brought out by the volatilization of emotion, looking at... ...very captivating.

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The advantage of binding your hands is that you can't struggle, and the meaning of blindfolding is that you can't be distracted. Chu Heng's whole body's senses are uncontrollably concentrated behind him, and he concentrates on bearing Ling Ye's movements. No matter how much he begs for mercy, he won't get it respond.

It really doesn't work.

He was thinking like this in a daze, and almost felt that he was about to drown in it. Ling Ye finally slowed down and kissed the corner of his lips: "Do you remember what I said this morning? Queen's ceremony, Dong Jun will remember it How many?"

Dongjun didn't read the ceremony during the day, and at night he was bullied into a daze, sobbing and speechless.

Ling Ye bent his lips slightly, stretched out his hand to untie the chains that bound his wrists, picked him up from the bed, held him in his arms with his knees bent, and slowly stood up.

Most of his body suddenly hung in the air, Chu Heng didn't even care about the blindfolded exercise, and quickly wrapped his arms around Ling Ye's neck, his legs tightly clamped around his waist.

"Your Majesty..." Chu Heng spoke in a panic, and turned towards Ling Ye with his eyes covered with black satin.

"The queen of the ceremony didn't remember the meeting, so I have no choice but to teach it myself."

After the words fell, he hugged Chu Heng and walked towards the side book case.

It was okay when he was not moving. With this step, Chu Heng only felt that the weight of his whole body seemed to be pressed against each other. It was the first time that the road from the bed to the desk was so far away. The chain on his right foot was dragged on the ground, making a sound There was a series of noises, every time Ling Ye took a step, Chu Heng couldn't help crying, shouting the same sentence intermittently.

When he finally came to the desk, Chu Heng's brows were blushing, and the corners of his forehead were covered with fine beads of sweat. Ling Ye leaned his back against the desk, bit his earlobe, and asked knowingly, "What did the queen just say?"

Chu Heng was distracted by his teasing, the blindfolded ribbon was already wet with tears from the emotion, he supported the desk behind him with both hands, and barely stabilized his falling body.Hearing Ling Ye's question, his lips parted and teeth rolled down, but he was panting, and he spoke after a while, shaking his head and saying, "I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong..."

"What's wrong?" Ling Ye looked at his blindfolded eyes through the black satin.

Chu Heng supported the table behind him with both hands, and looked back at Ling Ye by hearing: "Earlier, you shouldn't have lied to His Majesty about Dong Jun, and later in Lushui you shouldn't have concealed your injuries, making you more worried for so long. The prisoner will definitely Remember the ceremony well."

He felt that these were the most wrong things, but Ling Ye said after hearing it, "That's not right."

As if it was a punishment for answering wrongly, without waiting for Chu Heng to react, Ling Ye turned him over, pressed him on the desk, and sat down slowly beside the desk with his arms around Chu Heng from behind.Chu Heng breathed rapidly, his face was full of lingering emotion, he tugged at his clothes and shook his head in begging him.

Ling Ye grabbed his fidgeting hand, picked up the imperial pen on the table and put it in his hand, panting, "It was the first time I made a mistake just now, give me another chance, what is the first rule of the queen's ceremony?" ? If you can answer, I will spare you."

Chu Heng still couldn't hold the pen, the thin beads of sweat and wet tears completely soaked the blindfolded ribbon, he struggled to adapt, his thoughts sank into it, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

Ling Ye held his hand, kissed the corner of his shoulder, and took him to write stroke by stroke on the bright yellow silk.

After writing fifteen characters, Chu Heng's thoughts were all concentrated behind him, and he didn't realize what it was.

Ling Ye put down his pen and said, "The last thing you should do is to hide your injury, but it's not that you made me worry more, but you should treat yourself better."

"Ah Yue—" His voice was very low, firm and serious, Chu Heng's heart was still beating fast, but his mind was calmed down.

Ling Ye said: "Whether it is the past or the future, I will accompany you to face it. You are no longer alone. There is 'Madam Chu' who loves you."

Chu Heng's eyes were hot, he was silent for a moment, then grasped Ling Ye's hand with his magic fingers, nodded vigorously and said "yes": "Your Majesty is no longer walking alone, no matter whether the opponent is King Jing or an aristocratic family, Ah Yue will draw his sword to fight for you." You fight. Whether Fang Hongzhen or Yan Zhefei, whoever is dishonest will be punished."

Ling Ye smiled and said "OK", he pulled the ribbon covering Chu Heng's eyes, and the fifteen characters on the bright yellow silk came into Chu Heng's eyes——

"The first rule of the ceremony is that the emperor and empress are deeply in love, and the white heads are of the same heart."