The Road of the Queen

The strong wind blew the mica window open and rattled, and the rain outside the window was like silver-gray sticky and wet spider silk, woven into a soft web, covering the whole autumn world.The chrysanthemums in the yard were all damaged by the rain, and the yellow petals fell to the ground.

In the evening, when the Inspector Deshou came to pick Yin Yuting up, he was made to drink the silvery water as usual.Yin Yuting secretly put the saliva in his mouth, and spit it on his sleeve after entering the sedan chair.

The green-roofed sedan chair was carried to the Jingxin Hall of Taiji Palace, and Fuhai Inspector stood in front of the hall to welcome him.I saw that although Fu Hai's inner prisoner was young, his status in the inner prison was not low.Inspector Deshou bowed to him, Inspector Fuhai looked indifferently at Yin Yuting who got out of the sedan chair and said, "Go in with the servant."

Arriving at the entrance of the Jingxin Hall, Fuhai Inner Supervisor stopped in his tracks, and said to Yin Yuting: "This is not the first time you have come, but this time is different from the last time. Serve carefully or you will not be as lucky as last time."

Of course Yin Yuting knew what Inspector Fu Hai was talking about, and gave him a hard look.Na Fuhai didn't even look at Yin Yuting, turned around and walked out of the hall.Two rather handsome little eunuchs pushed open the palace doors for Yin Yuting, one after another palace doors slowly opened, and the groaning suppressed behind the doors gradually became clear.

The aroma of the hall was mixed with a fishy smell, which was so choking that one could hardly breathe.

On the wide dragon bed, a tender white body was writhing.The woman's head was facing outwards, her feet were facing inwards, and she was making a -- cry.Even though he was looking backwards, Yin Yuting recognized the woman's face at a glance. ——The dancer sent by Zheng's mansion in the front hall of Chuyuan Palace.Although he had been psychologically prepared, Yin Yuting took a few steps back in such a sweet-flavored situation, covering his mouth and nose with his hands.

The emperor raised his head from the dancing girl and saw Yin Yuting, his flushed face obviously just passed through the rain, his appearance was much older than when he first saw him, and even his temples were covered with white hair.

Standing in a daze for a moment, Yin Yuting did not forget to pay respects to the ruler and his ministers: "Your Majesty, my servant."

The emperor got up and called Fuhai to send the half-conscious dancer down.Before the dancer left, she could not stop calling for His Majesty in a low voice. . .His Majesty. . .

"Yin Yuting." The emperor's weak and old voice made Yin Yuting tremble, and the emperor said: "I have done what you asked me to do."

Yin Yuting knew that the emperor was referring to Li Chunqiu's marriage, although this marriage was different from his original plan, it was considered half the success after all.When the emperor mentioned this matter now, his meaning was self-evident.

Yin Yuting nodded and said, "I am grateful for the grace."

The emperor showed a playful smile, and opened the bright yellow obscene clothes. Unexpectedly, although his face is not old, the skin on his body has lost its elasticity and hangs loosely on the skeleton.The emperor patted the edge of the bed: "Come here."

Yin Yuting sighed, and walked over obediently.As soon as he approached the dragon bed, the emperor dragged him to his lap. The emperor pinched his chin and looked at his face carefully.Yin Yuting's eyes widened in fright, the red mole between his eyebrows reflected crimson light.

The emperor's filthy pupils swept over Yin Yuting's face inch by inch, and finally his eyes rested on the red mole between his eyebrows, and he said with a light smile, "She really is a beauty, no wonder Sanlang likes you." Yin Yuting's body froze , sitting motionless on the emperor's lap, the emperor shook his waist, and said: "Why don't you speak, aren't you eloquent?"

Yin Yuting forced a smile, and a pair of dark eyes on his pale face stared at the emperor: "Young minister, I'm worried."

The emperor touched his face: "Tell me, did Saburo touch you?"

Yin Yuting thought for a while, observed the emperor's expression, and finally nodded.

The emperor laughed, put his arm around his waist, and patted his back with the other: "It turned out to be something on San Lang's bed..."

Yin Yuting blinked and sighed: "Your Majesty's words are different."

The emperor smiled and asked, "Aren't you?"

Yin Yuting said: "Although Yuting has skin-to-skin relationship with the prince, he never dares to humiliate the position of assisting the prince."

The emperor looked surprised: "Then I will reward you as a lord. How about you stay in the palace?"

Upon hearing this, Court Chief Yin Yu frowned, and his bright pupils were instantly as dark as night: "Your Majesty has praised this little minister."

Emperor: "You don't want to?"

Yin Yuting said: "Receiving rewards for no merit will surely cause everyone to be jealous. If there is jealousy, there will be slander. When the three become tigers, the life of the little minister will be lost."

"Smart." After saying that, the emperor put Yin Yuting down on the dragon bed, picked up Ming Huang Xiulong's obscene clothes and bullied him.Yin Yuting pushed instinctively, but suddenly found that the thing in the buttocks of the emperor's unbuttoned clothes - usually lying there, it was useless at all.But the emperor is the emperor after all, Yin Yuting didn't dare to resist too much.I saw that the emperor didn't do anything to Yin Yuting, but pulled out two silver chains from the two corners of the dragon bed to lock Yin Yuting's arms.Yin Yuting was shocked and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

The emperor sneered and said, "I'm sick, and I'm looking for you to be the furnace to cure my illness!"

Yin Yuting didn't speak anymore, and didn't dare to shout, he knew Fu Hai's inner prisoner was listening outside the hall, and he didn't want to make him hear the joke.The emperor's boneless hand touched his collarbone, chest, and down his waist to his thigh through the clothes.Yin Yuting trembled all over, thinking of the night before entering the palace that Li Chunqiu asked him to say that he didn't want him to faint on the emperor's dragon bed for the first time, but now the emperor is obviously not doing anything, it seems that Li Chunqiu has something else to say.Thinking of this, Yin Yuting became afraid.

The emperor touched Yin Yuting's face, and found that the blood on that handsome face had faded under his fingers, but his lips became more rosy, and his thick ink-like pupils shone like a white lotus waiting to be picked.The emperor thought it was funny, grabbed his chin and kissed the red lips.Yin Yuting stared wide-eyed at the emperor's face growing infinitely larger, his lips numb, it turned out that he was kissed by the emperor.The decaying breath made him want to cough, and the emperor inserted his tongue into his mouth to stir it up, but he didn't dare to bite, so he could only bear it until the emperor had kissed enough.

After the emperor kissed Yin Yuting's mouth, he went to bite his snow-white neck.Yin Yuting was so impatient that he turned his head away, feeling as if he was being entangled by a long worm, which was unspeakably miserable.The emperor licked the boy's delicate collarbone, smelled the boy's warm body fragrance, and suddenly asked, "How many times have you done it with Saburo?" Yin Yuting stared at the emperor with a pair of beautiful glass eyes, Suddenly felt that the wrist was slightly hot, it was the string of red yaozi.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the emperor asked sharply, "How many times have you done it?"

Yin Yuting lowered his eyes: "I can't remember clearly."

The emperor sneered: "Sanlang's face is as beautiful as his mother and concubine when she was young. Yin Yuting, are you in love with Sanlang?"

Yin Yuting blurted out to say no, but bit his lip when he got to the point.

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The emperor's question implied a moral, and Yin Yuting's thoughts turned, and he figured it out immediately.He turned his head sideways, not to see the emperor's mobile walking on his body and stretching down, "I..." He paused, and then said: "I love him."

The emperor's hand stopped for a moment: "Do you love Sanlang? Do you want to do your best to marry Sanlang?"

Yin Yuting said urgently: "I love the lord, but the lord doesn't love me, the lord's heart is all on Miss Zheng's family!"

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While the emperor was asking questions, he rubbed Yin Yuting's body. Yin Yuting's scalp was numb but he didn't dare to show it. He could not bear the cold sweat on his forehead and nose, "It's not sad, of course it's a lie. Although I'm sad, But for the prince, I can bear anything."

"Hehe, is that so, you can bear anything?" The emperor said with a smile: "Sanlang has been a cold-tempered child since he was a child, and this is the first time I have seen him frown because of someone."

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