On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

The slender thighs pressed tightly against her, and the ambiguous breathing was always suppressed...

Mu Wanyan wiped the saliva flowing from her heart. She was really going to be seduced to death by the Regent.

But... fate is so cruel. How can she be easily attracted to a man before she has taken revenge?

"Di Xiuyan..." Mu Wanyan's heart moved, and her voice became tender. She finally gained Di Xiuyan's revolutionary friendship.

"Well, be good, don't call me by my name."

He responded softly and hugged the person in his arms tighter.

Wan Yan's voice was so sweet that he was moved as soon as he heard it. If she called him again... he was afraid that he would do something beyond the mundane world.

Mu Wanyan: "Well, Your Majesty, you are such a nice person." It seems that this ancestor still likes others to call him by honorifics.

There was silence in the air for a while.

Di Xiuyan: "Be good, Yanyan, be good, don't talk now..."

He was trying to control his emotions. Wan Yan's voice was so beautiful, rustling and soft, and the fragrance on her body was so pleasant...

If 'he' were a woman, he felt he would go crazy.

He was already having a hard time controlling himself.

Very forbearing.

He wanted to embrace and kiss the other person deeply in this intoxicating night and the ambiguous rain curtain.

He wanted to tell 'him' that he liked 'him'.

He wanted to say sorry to him.

He felt that he was really moved...

Mu Wanyan, on the other hand, still had no idea of ​​Di Xiuyan's overwhelming intentions.

She just felt that the other person was very manly and gave her a sense of security.

Looking at the terrifyingly dark night outside the cave and the pouring rain.

I thought to myself, it’s a good thing that Di Xiuyan came, otherwise tonight would have been too terrifying.

Di Xiuyan held the person tightly in his arms, breathing heavily.

His face was calm and his hands were gentle. He stroked her gently as if she were a cat, but in fact he had already endured to the breaking point.

……

The rain was still heavy, and the sky seemed to have been torn open.

Tonight they could only sleep in the cave and return to the camp after daybreak.

Mu Wanyan felt terrible, but Di Xiuyan silently raised the corners of his lips behind her.

There is no better night view than this.

He quickly found a pile of dry wood and started a fire skillfully.

When the flames gradually grew higher, he took off his outer robe and hung it on the rack to dry.

He walked over to Wan Yan and said, "Come on, take off your clothes quickly, or you will catch a cold."

Mu Wanyan's face flushed with shyness, "No... no need, I can still do it even if I wear it like this."

"Thank...thank you."

Di Xiuyan: "Don't be willful, you are still injured."

Seeing that Wan Yan was unmoved, he had no choice but to move the fire towards him.

He cleared his throat and said in a very respectable tone, "Don't be afraid. I... don't like men."

"..."

After saying this, both of them couldn't help but blush.

He kept calling me "good boy" all the time, and just now he had hugged me so tightly and called me Yanyan.

When she was excited, she would breathe heavily and rub her sharp chin against his hair...

Even Di Xiuyan himself didn't believe what he said about not being homosexual.

"I don't quite believe it." Mu Wanyan blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes and looked at him straight.

"They say that every great man has some problem."

Then, seeing that Di Xiuyan’s expression changed slightly, she smiled towards the sky.

"Haha, I'm just kidding. Your Majesty is so upright, I certainly believe that you are not a homosexual and it is impossible for you to like me."

She lay down on the haystack and said, "It's been a long night. I just wanted to amuse the prince."

"Your Majesty, please rest early."

After she finished speaking, she turned over, her long eyelashes closed, and even breathing sounds were heard.

She was very sleepy after working hard these days.

Then, Di Xiuyan could make her feel at ease again. Whenever Mu Wanyan got close to him, she would fall asleep immediately.

Di Xiuyan looked at the heartless Wan Yan and smiled bitterly.

"Who said that I don't like you?"

He covered Wan Yan with the dried robe and tucked the corners of his clothes.

Only when 'he' fell asleep, Di Xiuyan had the opportunity to take a closer look at this face that haunted him.

Pink cheeks, fair skin, long eyelashes...high nose bridge, small pointed lips.

He likes every part of 'him', and every part of 'him' is beautiful.

Every part of him really resembles a woman.

My eyes passed by his smooth neck and slowly moved downwards...

An idea in his mind made Di Xiuyan's heart beat irregularly.

He had always been unsure whether Wan Yan was a man or not. If he were to undress 'his' clothes now, perhaps he would be able to find out the answer immediately.

As Di Xiuyan thought so, his big hand slowly hovered over Mu Wanyan's collar.

"No."

Di Xiuyan suddenly retracted his hand.

If the answer he got confirmed that Wan Yan was not a woman, he was afraid that he would not be able to accept this cruel fact.

'He' kept him hanging, at least he still had hope in his imagination.

Di Xiuyan smoothed Mu Wanyan's hair, then she lay down sideways, head to head, leaning against him.

A hoarse and magnetic voice sounded:

"Wan Yan, since you are with me as a man, it is not a mean act for me to hold you while sleeping."

Mu Wanyan was already asleep, how could she hear it?

It was obvious that Di Xiuyan said this to give himself courage.

After saying this, he actually did so.

He stretched out his long arms and pulled the sleeping Mu Wanyan into his arms.

"Be good, I will hold you while you sleep."

The closeness of their bodies made Di Xiuyan's blood boil.

Wan Yan's body fragrance is so tempting and familiar.

He always couldn't help but think of the girl who helped him detoxify that night.

I felt even more doubtful.

"Yan Yan, are you her? Hmm?"

After a long moment, he sighed softly.

"I wish you were her."

His eyes were lost, but his movements did not stop.

He started kissing the ends of Wan Yan's thick hair.

Forehead, eyebrows, eyes, tip of nose... He kissed her gently, extremely slowly but very affectionately.

When his passion reached its peak, he wanted to be bolder, but he restrained himself with his gentlemanly ways.

Finally, when he was about to touch Wan Yan's tender little mouth, Di Xiuyan stopped reluctantly.

Panting heavily, he said self-deprecatingly: "Baby, I can't kiss you anymore. If you kiss me again, I won't be able to stop."

Feeling very sad, he gently touched Wan Yan's beautiful lips with his long fingers.

I used my fingers to experience the soft and delicate touch.

Di Xiuyan sighed with disappointment: Just consider it as I have kissed you in this life.

In her sleep, Mu Wanyan only felt an itch on her lips, as if something was tickling her.

She hummed softly, stretched out her pink tongue and licked it lightly.

Emperor Xiuyan: “!!!”