The squeamish bag continues to die in the cannon fodder career

Qiu Zhiruo stared at the prince whose chin was slightly raised in front of him, the prince's expression was a little careless, his cheeks were slightly tanned by the midday sun, but his arms, collarbone, and chest were as white as ice and snow.

Seeing that he was not moving, the prince raised a slender white leg. The skin that caught his eyes was delicate and smooth, and the white feet were even more exquisite and small, like a work of art carefully carved by a craftsman.

However, at this moment, the artwork stepped on him viciously. Yu Qing naturally relaxed and leaned back, with all the support points on his arms, and his eyes were full of mischief.

The prince is not related to him by blood.

Few people know that the crown prince's mother is the former empress, an adopted daughter of the Chou family. She has known and loved the emperor since she was a child. Yu Qing was born as a crown prince and the emperor's only heir.

Yu Cleaning House should be loved by everyone, and he was held in the palm of his hand since he was a child. He has a bad character and is extremely arrogant due to being spoiled.

By the time Qiu Zhiruo wanted to correct Yu Qing's bad habits, it was too late. Not only did the relationship between the uncle and nephew not get along, they even showed signs of turning against each other.

He was distracted, but was suddenly pulled back to his mind by a distraction.

The little prince still had that cynical face, because of his over-delicacy and innate nobility, even the malicious teasing had a hint of reward.

In summer, the clothes are thin, but it is a pity that the court clothes are too heavy, so I can't fully appreciate it.

Qiu Zhiruo took off his outer robe and wrapped Yu Qing tightly, and with a cry of surprise, Yu Qing was carried on his shoulders.

This posture was not comfortable, Yu Qing's soft belly was pressed against the man's shoulder bones, and his little face was bloodshot while hanging upside down. On the one hand, he was angry, and on the other hand, he was ashamed.

Qiu Zhiruo actually wants to carry him out in such a posture?In the future, what face will he have as a prince!

"Qiu Zhiruo, how dare you offend me!" The little prince cried out anxiously, punching and kicking Qiu Zhiruo with hands and feet, "Let him go!"

Yu Qing's struggle and hands-on not only did not make Qiu Zhiruo afraid, but made himself very uncomfortable. Although the man walked very steadily, he still felt a little nauseous when he was carried on his shoulders.

He retched slightly, and Qiu Zhiruo, who was walking steadily, paused slightly. He immediately covered his mouth to prevent more embarrassing things from happening.

"Your Highness, my court uniform is too generous for you. If you insist on struggling, the court robe may slip off before reaching the East Palace." Qiu Zhiruo let go of his hand, letting Yu Qing's body slide down, and ran away before Yu Qing got up. He picked up Yu Qing horizontally again, and hugged her in the arms of a princess, "You don't want to see that picture."

The little prince has a big temper, but he also has a good face, making him embarrassing in public is more uncomfortable than physical pain for him.

As soon as Qiu Zhiruo said this, Yu Qing really stopped struggling. He seemed to be peacefully nestled in Qiu Zhiruo's arms, but in fact his heart was full of anger.

When he returns to the East Palace, he must make Qiu Zhiruo look good!

What about uncle?In front of the monarch and ministers, there is no need for family affection.

Qiu Zhiruo accurately grasped Yu Qing's psychology, along the way, the little prince in his arms not only did not resist, but cooperated exceptionally.

He obediently plunged his head into the man's arms, waited until his little face flushed, and then lifted it out to take a small breath, and buried his little face back when the breathing was smooth.

When the two returned to the East Palace, the palace people lined up respectfully in front of the palace, and the formation was luxurious. The leader was dressed in red, and when he saw the person coming, his handsome face froze slightly.

Qiu Zhiruo didn't pay attention to Hua Jingshi's plan, he carried Yu Qing through the crowd, went straight to the bedroom, and left a sentence: "No one is allowed to come in and disturb me without the order of the truth."

"This is my East Palace, why do you order them!" Back on his own territory, Yu Qing returned to his arrogant and indulgent attitude. Because he was so angry, he even forgot to call himself.

Chou Zhiruo ignored his accusation, turned his head and told Eunuch Lin: "Don't let anyone in."

The lonely and arrogant man entered the bedroom with the little prince in his arms. Hua Jingshi wanted to follow him in, but the door was suddenly closed and he was shut out.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Hua Jingshi stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but Eunuch Lin pulled him aside with a look of horror on his face: "Young Master Jing Shi, this can't be done. Your Majesty the Prime Minister is His Highness's uncle, and the friendship between them is something we can't do." Comparison of."

"But Your Highness does not want to..."

"Your Highness has always been afraid of the Prime Minister. Look, who in the whole palace dares to treat His Highness like this? Mr. Jing Shi, you should not interfere, so as not to cause trouble to your upper body."

Of course Hua Jingshi understood these reasons, the crown prince and the prime minister were relatives and were related by blood, and it was not up to them to discipline the quarrel between them.

But he was not mistaken, when Qiu Zhiruo passed him, he gave him a mocking and disdainful look, as if mocking his overthinking.

Intuition told him that Qiu Zhiruo definitely had impure thoughts about the prince.

Reason told Huajing that he shouldn't meddle in other people's business, even if Qiu Zhiruo really has unruly intentions towards his little nephew, what does it matter to him?He just wants to live and live a good life by the prince's side, and protecting his life wisely is his way of doing things.

...but he couldn't.

Although the prince is arrogant and self-willed, his temperament is very simple. The reaction to the kiss last night was green and confused. After being choked with saliva, he felt ashamed, and silently wiped his tears in the corner, for fear of being seen.

Besides, the prince was already very afraid of Qiu Zhiruo, if Qiu Zhiruo did something wrong in the name of his elders, the little prince would be so stupid that he would not resist, and maybe he would open himself up out of fear.

This is bad coaxing!

Thinking of what might happen next, thinking that someone else might do to the prince what he did last night, his internal organs were burning, and he turned his back again.

As soon as the palm was pressed against the door, there was a knocking sound from inside, and there was a very soft groan overflowing from the crack of the door.

Huajing was nailed in place.He could no longer react, and he, who was always alert, couldn't show a gentle and kind expression, so that Eunuch Lin beside him had weird eyes.

After a while, he adjusted his expression, tilted his head and smiled at Eunuch Lin, and said, "I understand at the time of Beijing, thank you Eunuch Lin."

No one knew better than him when the prince would make this voice.

Inside the bedroom.

Yu Qing struggled all the way, his waist on both sides was easily hugged and lifted, and his calf kicked Qiu Zhiruo wildly.

The disobedient behavior did not make Chou Zhiruo angry. Chou Zhiruo pressed his shoulder and pushed him against the door.

Yu Qing was caught off guard by a thrust. He thought he was about to hit the door, but he didn't feel any pain. Qiu Zhiruo's palm rested on the back of his head and back.

As soon as he stood upright, Qiu Zhiruo directly lowered his head and kissed him, without giving him any buffer time, let alone a chance to speak.

When the damp and hot tongue was put into the mouth, Yu Qing's whole body was limp and weak, and even his scalp was numb for a while. He opened his eyes wide, looking at Qiu Zhiruo in disbelief, how could Qiu Zhiruo be like this!

They, they are...

His surprise didn't last long, and soon, his eyelashes trembled, the eyelids drooped heavily, and the bright eyeballs were covered with layers of mist.

If Qiu Zhiruo just looked at Gentleman, someone who can firmly sit on the prime minister's position and has a large number of followers is definitely not a kind person. His kiss had a rough and predatory aura from the very beginning, and his heavy sniff mixed with the swallowing sound in his throat. Intertwined into a sense of confusion and confusion.

The young Yu Qing couldn't stand such a frantic deep kiss. Qiu Zhiruo's first kiss was chaotic, but he could lick the sensitive spots of Yu Qing's mouth again and again, making his bones electrified and melted into a ball of water. liquid.

The mouth is occupied, the body is melting, but the spirit is struggling fiercely, they can't do this...they, they can't...

"Well--"

Qiu Zhiruo suddenly licked a little deeper, the soreness mixed with the rotten stimulation made him groan, the little hand that originally wanted to push away the other party curled up in the air weakly, resting softly on the man's shoulder, slowly as if flirting scratch.

With a crash, the court clothes fell to the ground, and the snow-white undershirt and pants stuck to her body with wetness, outlining her figure inch by inch.

A glance, just a glance.Chou Zhiruo seemed to be going crazy, he held his face forcefully, forcing him to stand on tiptoe to bear this fierce and domineering kiss.

Yu Qing was a little out of breath, his slender legs were trembling, all his strength was on his toes, his physical strength was not good, and he couldn't bear it after a while, so he could only stretch out his trembling arms, wrap them around the man's neck, and walked from there pitifully The man borrows strength.

This move greatly encouraged Qiu Zhiruomo, he rubbed slowly through his sweat-soaked underwear, and squeezed his tongue more forcefully into Yu Qing's mouth, the temperature in the dormitory rose, and Yu Qing sweated a lot, overflowing with mixed The sweet and greasy body fragrance poured all over the palm of his hand.

Yu Qing sometimes struggled and sometimes endured. He was about to suffocate, and his reason told him that he would die if he didn't stop. His survival instinct made him whimper and beg for mercy, with a sense of grievance for no reason.

But he didn't know that this sound was no less than the sound of nature in the ears of some madmen, Qiu Zhiruo, every inch of his scalp was clamoring to continue, releasing excitement.

"Uncle, uncle..."

Yu Qing's lips trembled slightly, and the lips became a little red and swollen from repeated licking, like a bright red pomegranate, overflowing with a ripe fragrance.

His mouth was numb, his throat was hit several times, and the feeling of vomiting made him tremble.

He grabbed the man's hair with his small hands, and his body was almost completely hung on the man's body. He raised his snow-covered little face, and his eyes frightened fiercely: "Bold! If you continue, Gu, Gu will punish you It's..."

The arrogance at the edge of the cold spring just now completely disappeared. Yu Qing was originally afraid of this uncle because of his blood, and even more so because of what happened just now.

Qiu Zhiruo stroked his hair, carried him slowly back to the couch, he was forcibly pressed on the man's lap, nestled on the man's chest.

His calf curled up subconsciously, and his feet fell on the side of the couch. Just now he wasted his strength by punching and kicking, so Qiu Zhiruo rubbed his wrist and calf for him.

Rubbing and rubbing, his eyes touched the redness on his feet again.

Yu Qing's feet are extremely white and tender. Because he seldom walks and does not see the sun, his skin is as thick as fat, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as being broken by blowing bombs.

However, at present one of the white feet is too mottled, and it looks more hideous and terrifying under the contrast of the white and tender background. Some places have been hardened, and there is still a little bit of blue.

"Your Highness, who did it?" Qiu Zhiruo grasped the still swinging ankle, his voice was low but full of undeniable strength, "Who is it?"

Yu Qing could directly tell Qiu Zhiruo who did it, it's not a private matter, after thinking about it, in what capacity is Qiu Zhiruo asking?uncle?Prime Minister?

If it's the former, since Qiu Zhiruo did something outrageous just now, this bond is useless; if it's the latter, there's no need for him to explain it to Qiu Zhiruo.

Originally, the little prince just wanted to tease the prime minister and satisfy his bad temper, but he didn't expect to suffer again and again, and was even kissed on the mouth.

Yu Qing's silent attitude made Qiu Zhiruo calmer, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who he is, the prince is still young, so it's nothing to have a few things around him.

It's just a new thing for serving people, let's just look at it if you get tired of it, and he will come to take care of it when the time comes.

The naive little prince thought he could avoid the problem by being silent, but unexpectedly, a strange feeling struck him. He seemed to be soaking in a hot spring pool, climbing from the soles of his feet to his calves and then to his knees. He shivered like a stunner.

He was turned over, his small face was buried in the snow-white blanket, and when he raised his head again, his snow-white face was flushed with boredom.

The little prince was well-raised, every inch of his body was well-balanced, he was not dry and thin, his snowy skin was moist and white and tender, and when he sweated a little, he would have a sweet and tantalizing body fragrance.

Qiu Zhiruo sniffed the sweet fragrance from the little prince's body at close range, closed his eyes and pecked kisses all the way, each kiss was full of anger, causing small kicks of his calves.

However, this kind of struggle was no different from flirting in the eyes of Qiu Zhiruo. He sniffed the sweet scent at close range, lowered his head and sucked a kiss, and asked, "Who did it?"

He obviously didn't care who did it, but he insisted on finding a reason to teach the little prince a lesson. His behavior was too bad and he had a deliberate mentality.

The innocent little prince didn't realize it, and instead thought that the prime minister was meddling in his own business.

"Isn't the prime minister being too lenient?" He suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Well, Qiu Zhiruo is reckless!"

presumptuous.

Today, Qiu Zhiruo heard these two words from the prince countless times. The self-restraining and respectful prime minister completely threw away the gentleman's demeanor, like a rascal on the street, intensifying his stabs.

Yu Qing's eye sockets gradually turned red, and even the tips of his ears were a little rosy.

He faltered and said words such as "presumptuousness" and "I want to punish you", trying to make Qiu Zhiruo turn around.

In the end, he couldn't bear the grievance, and complained in a crying voice: "Gu Ke is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

How could Qiu Zhiruo, how could he do such a rude thing to him!

But he couldn't dodge it, like a little white rabbit who jumped into the trap set by the hunter, and wanted to send it to Qiu Zhiruo.

The little prince bit his finger angrily, and cursed with mixed crying: "Pervert!"

Yu Qing really couldn't understand why some people would like this, isn't this, isn't this dirty?

People who like this are different from perverts!

He couldn't understand it here, but Qiu Zhiruo looked intoxicated, seeing that he still wanted to struggle and resist, he simply reached out to grab his wrists and buckle them behind his waist.

"Your Highness, didn't you ask me to serve you?" Qiu Zhiruo raised his face, still handsome and elegant, except for his disheveled hair and a slightly hoarse voice, there was nothing wrong with him, "Your Highness is a daughter of gold, so I naturally have to do my best." Do your best to serve, and to ensure that nothing is missed, do not take it lightly."

Yu Qingwei opened her eyes wide, she didn't expect that such shameless words would come from Qiu Zhiruo's mouth.He wanted to turn his head to look at it, but with his hands tied behind his waist, it was difficult to do this.

"But so."

He said coldly, "Compared to the people around Gu, Qiu Zhiruo, you are more than a star and a half behind. Gu has no feeling at all, you are really useless."

Being ridiculed by the little prince like this, Qiu Zhiruo didn't get angry. He really didn't have much experience, so he was extremely clumsy.

"Your Highness, I'm naturally not as good as those men. Prostitutes, but I have a clean family background, which is better than cleanliness." Qiu Zhiruo rubbed Yu Qing's wrist with his fingertips, rubbing that piece of skin with warmth, and felt the little prince breathing. accelerate.He chuckled and said, "I will do well."

Just give him a little more time.

Yu Qing wanted to sneer back, suddenly it was difficult to breathe, he tried his best to push his chest up to breathe, but suddenly opened his distorted eyes, and his expression immediately became at a loss.

Qiu Zhiruo is worthy of being the youngest prime minister of the Qing Dynasty. He has shown amazing intelligence since he was a child. For him, learning a new thing is an easy task.

He took care of every little detail, no matter how big or small, not even a little crease was spared.

Yu Qing pursed his lips, looking like he was about to cry again. He wanted to grab something, but slowly scratched the quilt with his trembling fingers, but he couldn't grab anything, and finally lay softly on the jade pillow.

The jade pillow was cold, and when it was heated, a little white mist immediately evaporated, and the weak fingers scratched it. The misty white mist was scratched into strips of wet marks, and the water droplets swirled down. Yu Qing was slowly picked up, and the side of her face was pressed on top.

The lips and side face were squeezed out into a soft mass, the flushed face was dazed, a little silver thread unconsciously dripped from the corner of the mouth, a stream of water overflowed beside the jade pillow, and the air was full of sweetness.

Suddenly, the little prince trembled as if excited, his eyes widened, and then he blinked in confusion, looking stupid.

The little prince, who had no time to get angry, softened into a ball, the sweat beads on his body were shining brightly, the red and tender skin spread slightly around, and sweat dripped out little by little.

Qiu Zhiruo let go of the hands that bound the little prince's wrists, and stood up with one arm, his face was extremely moist after he lifted it up, as if he had been drenched by a heavy rain, especially the eyelashes.

He couldn't even open his eyes.

Qiu Zhiruo took good care of the little prince, wiped off all the sweat on his body, and ordered the palace servants to pass on hot water. If the palace servants wanted to come and serve him, he lightly shook his head: "Just come."

"You all go down."

After the palace servants withdrew, Qiu Zhiruo's face was stained with a small smile, his eyes reflected the little prince's delicate face like a peach blossom, and he was a little intoxicated for a while.

He casually glanced at the reaction below, and didn't intend to pay attention to it, but focused on helping the little prince tidy up his clothes and comb his long hair.

Yu Qing was forced to lie on Chou Zhiruo's lap, he opened his eyelids a little bit, and wanted to hit someone, but he really couldn't pull up the strength, so forget it.

Let Qiu Zhiruo go.

He was cleaned up by Qiu Zhiruo, except for the excessively rosy skin and the moist eye corners that had obviously cried, everything was normal.

"I want to sleep alone." Yu Qingcai ignored Qiu Zhiruo, turned over, turned her butt to Qiu Zhiruo, and said coldly in a hoarse soft voice.

Qiu Zhiruo leaned over and kissed his cheek, his shoulders shook, he glared at Qiu Zhiruo angrily, and warned Qiu Zhiruo not to go too far, it was almost enough.

"Your Highness, sleep well." Qiu Zhiruo stroked his hair, and the little prince's hair was extremely smooth, as smooth as silk, which made people love it.

"The minister will come to see you again."

The person on the bed just snorted, buried his head under the quilt, and refused to pay attention to anyone.

If Qiu Zhiruo borrows the study, his subordinates will report.He listened to his subordinates report on what he had inquired, and looked down at the rice paper, which showed the prince's recent itinerary.

His face was calm, his emotions and anger were invisible.

Qiu Zhiruo burned the rice paper in his hand calmly, and the tongue of fire devoured the rice paper bit by bit, ashes flew up while the sparks were flourishing, and the flames flickered, making this noble face extremely indifferent.

"Hua Jingshi, Xie Xuanying, and maybe Canghe?" Qiu Zhiruo raised his head, his face remained calm, and said lightly, "Your Highness is still young, too innocent, and easily deceived by others. Regardless of others, Canghe is His Highness." The hidden guards around him have harbored evil intentions, and their crimes should be punished."

Ever since he started caring about Yu Qing, he secretly sent someone to protect Yu Qing. Under normal circumstances, he would not interfere with Yu Qing's daily schedule, he just wanted to ensure Yu Qing's safety.

But he just didn't keep an eye on Yu Qing for a while, so there were so many wild dogs smelling it, it was really ugly to eat.

"My lord, these people need to be..." The subordinate made a movement of wiping his neck, and a stern look flashed in his eyes, "I heard that the proton is very much loved by His Highness, and is also a scheming..."

"Not to this point. Just this group of crooked people..." Qiu Zhiruo sneered, obviously looking down on this group of competitors.

"The truth can't control His Royal Highness, can't he control the men around His Highness?"