Jiang Qing

The mute slave who was knocked down woke up, and ran to Meng Ye's room before he was fully conscious.

He ran in a hurry, and didn't remember Qin Chengze's rules until he was in front of the screen, stopped his pace, glanced at a shadow sitting on the bed behind the screen, hesitated for a while, and then knocked on the screen.

"What's wrong?" Meng Ye said calmly.

The dumb slave recognized his voice, and heaved a sigh of relief, but he was still uneasy, so he simply didn't leave, and stood there, as if he wanted to look at him.

Meng Ye glanced at the figure outside, and made his first request after being imprisoned.

"The water vapor is heavy, light the incense in the house."

The dumb slave froze for a moment, glanced at the mist outside the half-open window, and went to light the incense burner silently.

What was left in the room was the scent that Meng Ye used to use when he was in the Zhenbeihou Mansion—it was specially concocted by Helian Gouyue through reading ancient books. It is "spring under the snow".

The fragrance of "Xuexiachun" was smudged by the water vapor and lingered around Meng Ye. He slowly closed his eyes and rested his mind. After an unknown amount of time, the bed sank slightly. Meng Ye opened his eyes, Glancing at the person in front of him, he looked away again.

Qin Chengze paused with his hand outstretched in mid-air, and still caressed his cheek. Meng Ye didn't hide or cater to him, just letting him move like a puppet.

"You asked them to light incense?" Qin Chengze asked softly.

This is simply asking knowingly, if Meng Ye didn't speak, his dumb slaves would not dare to touch the furnishings in the house -- because Qin Chengze arranged it exactly like their room in the Hou's mansion.

When he watched Meng Ye light the incense again, Qin Chengze suddenly had a little hope in his heart.

Meng Ye didn't look back, nor did he answer.

But Qin Chengze seemed to have grasped some life-saving straw, leaned over and hugged him, buried his face in his neck, sighed deeply, and said hoarsely after a long time: "When will you tell me A sentence...even a single word..."

He was the one who said he didn't care about Meng Ye's thoughts at the beginning, and now he is the one who begged for a response.

Qin Chengze seems to have a natural defect in liking, he only knows how to possess forcefully, but he doesn't know how to like someone.

The marks on Meng Ye's neck hadn't faded completely, and they were covered with new ones. Qin Chengze did what he had always done, and pressed Meng Ye under his body again.

During these months, this was the only communication they had.

Qin Chengze had already made a calculation in his heart. When he attacked Yanzhou, he knew that he and Meng Ye would never return to the way they were before.But he never thought about going back to the past at all, he didn't want to be seen as Mei Shao's shadow all his life.

A spice merchant from the Liang Kingdom cannot obtain the supreme status, nor can he calm down his grievances over the years, let alone give him a sense of security that he truly and completely owns this person.

Even he snatched him back and forced him to live in his own cage, and Qin Chengtao wanted him.

Qin Chengze would never allow anyone to get a finger on Meng Ye, only he could hold him, kiss him, and possess him from the inside out.

He was like an insecure little beast, trying to find something on Meng Ye's body. He eagerly and impatiently rubbed and arched Meng Ye's body, untied Meng Ye's clothes with ease, and stroked his waist .

From the beginning to the end, Meng Ye did not resist at all.

His body was still warm and familiar, but everything was different from before.

Qin Chengze nibbled on the soft flesh of Meng Ye's neck, which could only be exchanged for a moderate groan from the people below him. He backed away silently, and indeed caught Meng Ye's dull eyes.

The little extravagant hope that Meng Ye had aroused when he lit the incense dissipated in an instant. Qin Chengze got off the bed curtain expressionlessly. Wei Liang let him pry open the hook, and he mechanically took off Meng Ye's clothes.

Obviously the one he loves is in his arms, but Qin Chengze can't afford to be remiss and charming. He is doing the most intimate things in a daze. The skin under his hands is getting warmer every inch, but his heart is getting colder every inch.

Qin Chengze let go of his lips and was about to back out when he suddenly felt the warmth passing by his lips, as if he had been licked by his tongue.

He paused on the spot, not daring to move anymore, nor did he dare to raise his head to confirm, for fear that it was his own illusion.

As if hundreds of years had passed, silence spread silently between them, Qin Chengze almost felt that he had just been stunned, and the bitterness in his heart hadn't diffused, and the touch on his lips greeted him again.

Real, tender, not an illusion.

Meng Ye tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, pressed the tip of his tongue against his lips, and sketched gently, tickling Qin Chengze's heart like a cat.

His eyes were hot, and he almost shed tears.

Qin Chengze opened his lips slightly, and stepped back tentatively. Meng Ye came forward again, keeping the distance between his lips close to each other, neither going deep nor retreating.

Qin Chengze became a little more courageous, and responded cautiously and clumsily. After feeling that he was not resisting in the slightest, he finally couldn't help but suppress it.

After a moment of emotion, it was out of control. Qin Chengze wanted him almost crazily, rubbed all his passionate and crazy obsession into their slipping sweat, then leaned over and kissed the bitter tears on his eyelashes, feeling his softness. The hands around his neck with the earth ring—that was Meng Ye's long-lost response.

The love affair between them is no longer Qin Chengze's one-sided venting and shouting, and his embrace is soft, it is no longer a cold lover.

Qin Chengze hastily put a piece of clothing on him, carried him back to the window, and re-entered him.

Outside the window is a large newly opened lotus pond. Qin Chengze brought in hot spring water to irrigate it, and raised a pool of budding lotus.The hot air from the hot spring mixed with the cold winter wind, collided and turned into steaming mist, which floated in front of Meng Ye's bewildered eyes.

It was cold in front of him, but it was hot behind him. The ice and fire alternated for a while, and Meng Ye almost couldn't stand up.

Helian Gouyue wrapped his arms around his waist, leaned on his back, and climbed up the rock with delicate kisses along his back.

"I transplanted the lotus from the Hou's mansion, and with the hot spring water all year round, they will bloom all year round, just in front of your window." Qin Chengze's hoarse voice penetrated into his ears , "Aye, do you like it?"

Meng Ye's hand clutching the window sill turned white. He avoided the lotus in front of him and turned his head away, but Qin Chengze grabbed his lips and entangled him indulgently.

The scorching breath hit his cheek, Qin Chengze's eyes were deep, and he half-forced and half-coaxed: "Call me Gouyue, okay?"

Meng Ye closed his eyes, as if he couldn't stand the violence, his eyelashes trembled, and he bit his lips tightly.

Qin Chengze pressed against his teeth, forcing a soft moan from his lips, coaxing: "Call, just one, okay?"

A water mark was forced out of the corners of Meng Ye's eyes, and he endured it silently without saying a word.

"No one can take you away from me anymore..." Qin Chengze's sigh fell into Meng Ye's ears.

A sudden wind passed by outside the window, moving a pool of lotus flowers. Meng Ye's whole body was scorching hot, and he suddenly thought that he was in summer, and he didn't know what year it was.

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"Your Highness." A confidant's voice came from outside the screen, Qin Chengze brushed the sweaty hair of the person on the bed, and leaned over to leave a kiss on the forehead of Meng Ye, who had already fallen asleep.

Qin Chengze couldn't restrain himself for a while, causing Meng Ye to make a fuss, and Meng Ye fainted before the matter was over. Qin Chengze could only hug the man to clean up, and then put him on the bed.

Meng Ye still had an unnatural blush on his face, his exposed neck was pink, and his whole body was extremely hot. Even so, Qin Chengze didn't dare to cover him with the quilt less, for fear of being chilled by the cold wind.

"Your Highness?" the outsider called hesitantly.

Qin Chengze glanced across Meng Ye's sleeping face, and suddenly paused on a touch of gold exposed under his pillow. He carefully lifted half of the pillow, and saw that Meng Ye's hand hidden under the pillow was holding the golden hairpin.

Qin Chengze's eyes flickered, he pursed his lips, put down the pillow again, and lightly pressed the corner of the quilt, as if he didn't see it.

Of course he knew who the golden hairpin belonged to, and he had only seen such a flamboyant person wearing such a hairpin—Mei Shao sent someone to see Meng Ye.

Thinking of the past few years in Yanzhou, Meng Ye's heart and soul were all about Mei Shao. If he hadn't resorted to some tricks and Mei Shao had another love, Meng Ye's eyes would never have fallen on him in this life. body.

He only managed to get some love that didn't belong to him by relying on his pretty face and pretending to be kind, but now, this bit of warmth will be snatched away by Mei Shao.

What he sent this time was a token, and next time he might snatch Meng Ye from his subordinates.

Qin Chengze's eyes were deep, and there was a murderous intent hidden in the turbulent undercurrent. When he cast his eyes on Meng Ye, there was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes. He stared at Meng Ye for a long time before getting up and walking outside.

Behind him, Meng Ye slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the hairpin in his hand, and let go.

After stepping out of the screen, the tenderness in Qin Chengze's eyes disappeared, and the green pupils flashed a lingering gleam. He glanced at the people waiting outside, and said displeasedly: "What's the matter?"

"Just as His Highness expected, the Empress sent people to find the soldiers who survived Princess Jingning's assassination. The Empress still doubted what Her Highness said in the hall at that time. Fortunately, we have already dealt with all the people, and Princess Jingning brought them here. The assassins were all good hands, and the Xuantian Union was also involved, under such circumstances, it is understandable that His Highness was seriously injured and failed to save the crown prince in time."

"The Empress is a smart person. She won't pursue it any further. After all, she knows best that although her son's tragic death is sad, the interests of her relatives are the most important. She will not give up control of the Liang Kingdom court for the sake of the prince alone." Qin Chengze paused for a moment, and said: "The people who came back with us this time will have to be checked carefully again. I suspect that people from Mei Shao have sneaked into them."

The confidant responded, and continued: "Don't worry, Your Highness, no matter how many confidants Mei Shao puts here, it will be of no avail. Mr. Cao has already started to move in Pingdu, for the sake of losing the rear, he will no longer be so big I can't even toss about it."

"The matter in Pingdu naturally depends on the ability of the surname Cao, but Mei Shao..." Qin Chengze sneered, and said, "I must kill him with my own hands."