hunting light

The pictures in the memory do not seem to be broken, but are seamlessly connected with reality.

The midsummer afternoon is continuing, the lace curtains are filled with the afternoon sun, and the quilts reflect delicate spots of light.

Birds sang courtship songs on the branches by the window, with a melodious voice, ready to fly towards the fiery love.

Ethereal laughter came from far away, as if someone was holding a lawn dance.

The broken consciousness is like falling leaves in the wind, swirling, returning to the body piece by piece, reassembling and gathering, and the soft body gradually falls from the cloud back to the real place.

Ian felt as if he was trapped in a cloud-like bedding, his overdrawn body was just an empty shell, and he didn't even have the strength to turn over.

The marked place on the back of the neck was a little itchy, Alpha's pheromones were rushing with the blood throughout the body, swearing sovereignty over every inch of flesh and blood.

The anxious longing that had tortured him to death no longer existed, his body was exhausted, but it was also filled with an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

This charming but sinful physiological reaction is the biggest obstacle in the way of Ian's belief, and it is also a shackle that he can never abandon as a human being.

Ian's eyes fell on his hands.

Against the backdrop of the purple-gray brocade silk quilt, the thin hands are like a piece of bluish white porcelain.Fingers are bare.Without the Dharma precepts, the precepts are also missing.

In fact, before he was found by that man, he had been short of inhibitors for a while, and the needle tube of Discipline was already empty.

And when the man pushed him down in front of the altar, he couldn't wait to peel off the ring that symbolized abstinence from his convulsed fingers viciously.

The ring, which was stained with the sweat of the two of them, was slippery, and it didn't know where it fell in the chaos.

It doesn't matter anymore.It was useless long ago, but a prop he used to deceive himself.Even though he was wearing the precepts, he had already broken his oath before God, and he was burdened with sin and blood that couldn't be washed away.

God sees all and knows that he is no longer chaste.Knowing how he indulged in shameless carnal desires, obsessed with dirty tricks, and cruel and brutal killings...

During the days when he was hiding in St. Anle Cathedral, Ian prayed in front of the altar every day, begging God to forgive the sins he committed over the years, and counting every commandment he broke.

Without the inhibitors, the body suffers every day, and the pain is beyond words.He locked himself up, saw no one, and lived like a walking dead.

But he knew clearly in his heart that such days would not last long.

The man would find him, like every time in the past.

He will break through many barriers, break open the solid door, and once again, take himself away from the light of the Holy Lord, and drag him into the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals.

Ian looked around.

This is a magnificent bedroom, and the specifications of the utensils and decorations are top-notch, which should belong to a royal palace.But the coat of arms and emblems belonging to the original owner have been removed, and will soon be replaced by the golden eagle and lion coat of arms-this is the coat of arms of the new emperor of the Coleman royal family, Leonardo III.

Ian knew that he was probably a few light-years away from St. Anle Cathedral.

His memory fragments were in the fire-like lights in the sanctuary, and in the Alpha pheromone so strong that it blocked his sanity.

Adapters are extremely sensitive to each other's pheromones, especially the marked AO, and when they encounter heat, it can almost cause a physiological reaction that burns everything.

From the memory fragments, Ian knew that they did not stay in the church for a long time.

He still remembered that when Leon wrapped his naked body in a robe and hugged him horizontally towards the warship, he couldn't help shaking in his arms because of shame.

He still remembers bobbing in warm water in the arms of a man in the royal suite of the spaceship.

He remembered crying in the quilt, hugging Leon's neck and begging, remembering that the hot hell magma surged up, and he had nowhere to escape, only to be swallowed and burned.

This raging fire was even more violent and complete than their first burning, and lasted longer.He was awakened from lethargy more than once, leaned against the man's arms, and was fed liquid food by him to supplement nutrition and water.

"Say you love me." The man kept whispering in his ear, from pleading to ordering, and he couldn't refuse.

"Say you love me, Ian... say you won't leave me again..."

He couldn't remember whether he said it or not.The frenzy between the beds was like a typhoon sweeping across the land, he was talking incoherently, and couldn't remember what he said at all.

What is certain is that my own lips, which once read God's true words and countless bright prayers, uttered words that he once regarded as shameless and obscene, and made a depraved and sinful voice that he once despised.

Who is that person tossing and turning in the arms of the blond emperor?

Ian moved slightly.After almost a few seconds, the door was pushed open forcefully.

"What do you think?" The young emperor came against the light, tall and fit, with blond hair shining like the sun.

The majestic breath of the bonded Alpha pounced on Ian as if covering his head and face, making him feel intense joy and deep attachment.This is the irresistible instinct of Omega.

"Are you hungry, my love?" As soon as the bed sank, Leonardo III sat down, took his lover's hand, lowered his head and kissed the fingers that had no commandments, "You haven't eaten for sixteen hours. I have someone prepare something you like to eat."

Ian squinted his eyes, staring at the man's face against the light.

"Sorry, my love." Leon leaned down, carefully propped his hands on the side of the pillow, his warm lips were printed on his lover's smooth but pale forehead.

"I'm sorry, I... lost control before. I miss you so much, Ian. When you're not around, I almost go crazy..."

The man's blue eyes are like the blue ice on the arctic tundra, but they are full of hot enthusiasm and strong love, staring intently at the lover in the pillow.

"Do you feel better?" Leon gently caressed Ian's cheek with the back of his finger, and kept kissing his cold fingers, "Tell me, Ian. You don't want to talk to me anymore, do you?"

There was a trace of confusion in Ian's eyes, and he said, "Leon?"

"It's me, my love." The young emperor lowered his head, and put his face on Ian's palm, like a tamed lion.

Ian squeezed out a hoarse sigh from his throat: "You grow so fast..."

Leon's eyes darkened slightly, and a knife-like savage stroke lashed out in pain.

"What did you dream about, Ian? You dreamed about my childhood again, didn't you?"

Ian's fingers gently traced the man's sharp and handsome face, searching for the handsome angel-like outline of the child in his memory.

"You used to be such a sweet, well-behaved child like peppermint tea with honey." A smile appeared on the corner of Ian's lips, "I didn't protect you well, Leon. I should have protected you ..."

"No!" The man kissed his lover's fingers one by one, put his hands in his hot palms, and held them firmly.

"You are always like this, and you attribute everything to my experience and growth! Ian, I know that you miss the naive me the most. But I will always grow up and leave the greenhouse you built for me. I have my own My destiny is to be fulfilled. My destiny is to rule this empire and to get you!"

Yi An stared blankly at the handsome face of the man who was close at hand: "Why... always me?"

"There is no reason, it just happened." Leon said, "God gave you to me, and I don't want to give you back to him. Even if I can have you for a moment, even if you don't love me..."

Yi Anru was pricked by a needle, his body throbbed lightly, and he closed his eyes in pain.

"You are my light." Leon leaned over and kissed his lover's trembling lips, "You are my suffering and my laurel crown."

***

Ian could only get out of bed the next day, and after having a simple breakfast, his appetite gradually returned.

"Where is this place?" he asked.

"Amber Palace." Leon sat on the other side of the small dining table, crossed his slender legs, and was looking at the official documents in the photon board.The holographic glasses are covered in front of his eyes, coordinating with the photon board, playing relevant information.

Ian trembled as he cut the muffin: "Is it the Amber Palace of Songtao Principality?"

"Where is there another Amber Palace?" Leon raised his head and smiled at Ian.This young king, who is cold and indifferent in front of others, still retains a bit of childish naughtiness in front of his lover.

"You invaded the Principality of Songtao?" Ian couldn't believe it.

"Peacefully stationed." Leon said indifferently, and put down the photon board.The holographic glasses were put into the multifunctional earrings on his earlobe, and his handsome and sharp face was no longer hidden.

"Grand Duke Varan is a man who knows the times. He opened the door to welcome my army. The surrender ceremony was held before I found you." Leon added some tea for Ian, "You're 'uncomfortable' these few days , the Grand Duke has always wanted to see you. He is very pious and has admired you for a long time. He also hopes that you will condescend to baptize his new-born grandson. But I declined for you, saying that you are a little seriously ill. Don't worry, we will not Will be here for a long time. You don't have to deal with anyone who doesn't want to, my love."

Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

He is no longer the passionate and innocent little priest in his early years.Having been in the center of the Holy See for many years, Ian has long been accustomed to the debauchery of the clergy.From the pope to the cardinals, almost everyone has lovers and illegitimate children.

Even Ian himself could not stand the test.This body, which was supposed to be kept pure, also gave birth to a life for the man in front of him...

As for the true relationship between Ian and Leonardo III, although there are various speculations from the outside world and tabloids will write vulgar news, it has never been confirmed.

Leon is impeccable in protecting his lover.He commanded the army with iron-blooded skills, and he also established the Servants with the same skills.

He even found a godlike substitute for Ian.When he was entangled with Ian, the double would show his face in front of the other person and give Ian an alibi.

But this can't alleviate the shame in Ian's heart in the slightest.He has been shamelessly accepting the worship of believers.

"We are still the same as in the past." The young emperor smiled elegantly, and his gestures were indescribably dignified and calm, "I led the army to fight, and you prayed for me in the rear. But now you don't need to help me with those Politicians are playing around. You just need to rest well and wait for my triumphant return."

"You are too happy, Leon." Ian wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Your war with your fellow humans may be over, but your war with the Holy Lord has just begun. Underestimating the Holy Lord's power Power, you will pay dearly. By then, you will have lost everything."

Leon's face was cold and hard, and he put down the coffee cup heavily: "You have to..."

"His Majesty……"

As if to confirm Ian's words, the emperor's chief of staff appeared at the door of the restaurant with a serious expression, obviously he had something important to report.

"I won't disturb everyone discussing business matters." Ian put down the napkin, got up and nodded to Leon, and left without looking back.

The Amber Palace is an exquisite palace famous for its art. It is a collection of masterpieces by hundreds of masters. It is handcrafted everywhere, and it took a hundred years to complete.

Ian just wanted to visit the master's masterpiece at will, but found it was not easy.The attendants and guards equipped by Leon followed behind him at a distance of not too far.And no matter where he went, he could meet people watching him excitedly.

Servants, guards, civil servants...

They had obviously admired Ian's name for a long time, and they made no secret of their admiration for him, following their eyes all the way.

Ian always had to stop, accept their bows, and offer them his bare hands to kiss.Devout believers will even lean over and kiss his vamp directly.This made Ian feel uncomfortable from the guilt.

"I'm nothing now, please don't salute me."

Where Ian walked, people talked about how this handsome and noble young man became the Pope from a young priest and crowned Emperor Leonardo.And how to retire after success, take off the crown in person, abandon fame and fortune, and leave in style.

Ian was holding a book, sitting under a huge blue-leaved banyan tree in the courtyard, watching the white birds foraging in the wetland not far away.

The midsummer flows quietly, and the time is the same as in the past, smoothing away wrinkles and calming sorrows and joys.

The same is true for 20-year-old Father Ian Mitchell, wearing a white shirt and khaki trousers, sitting under a large ginkgo tree in Huadu Public School, waiting for the blond boy to come out of the examination room.

The author has something to say: explain the title change.

The original name is "Forbidden Color", everyone likes it very much. However, in special times, this title is a bit sensitive and cannot be used... Tears! !

Then I urgently thought of a bunch of names such as "Forbidden Love" and "Sinful Love", but they were all rejected.

So combined with the theme of this article, especially the development of the plot later, the name "Crown of Thorns" was given.

It is a bit earthy, and it is far less eye-catching than the original name.

But as a bad namer, I really can't think of a more suitable name.Just make do with it.

In this chapter, His Majesty the Emperor's love story is full of words, hee hee.Hope not to be harmonized~~~

The next chapter timeline jumps back again.In fact, I wrote this chapter to relieve your greed haha~~