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After returning from Lushui, Ling Ye didn't bring up the previous incident again, as if the sentence "Go back and punish him" was just talking to scare Chu Heng.

Chu Heng hid Mingyuan's surname, and explained to Ling Ye why he ran to Lushui and how he was injured all over his body. After hearing this, he only hugged Chu Heng and said a few words indifferently.

Chu Heng was in fear for a few days, but seeing that His Majesty had no intention of teaching him a lesson, he gradually relaxed, thinking that His Majesty felt sorry for his injury and couldn't bear to argue with him.

With good soup and good water, everything is up to him. After ten days like this, Chu Heng has gained two catties of flesh. He almost feels that this matter has turned over, and he is about to repeat his previous work. I forgot about the matter of bullying the Lord, but I didn't want to. It's not that His Majesty didn't pursue it, but waited until his injury was almost recovered, and then carefully settled the score with him.

At the dawn of dawn, Chu Heng faintly heard His Majesty say something in his sleepiness: "Bring the things."

He was too lazy to open his eyes and move, so he continued to sleep with the quilt in his arms. After returning from Lushui, Ling Ye felt sorry for his injuries, and let him stay in bed, ignoring him.He was spoiled by His Majesty, and he was a little carried away. He didn't even help His Majesty tie his belt in the morning, and lay down on the bed with peace of mind.

Until there was a soft click of the buckle, and a little coolness came from his ankles, he was shocked suddenly, and opened his eyes instantly.

Chu Heng sat up and raised his foot, and saw that the lacquered gold shackles engraved with intricate phoenix patterns were encircling his right ankle in a relaxed manner, and a finger could be inserted into the free space of the shackles. It seems that it has been specially prepared for him.

Looking along the shackles, the slender chains were chained one after another, and the end was looped on the bedpost, and the long chain was piled up at the foot of the bed.He stretched out his hand and tugged, the clang of the chains colliding with gold and jade reverberated in the inner room, and a slight movement of his feet brought a burst of clarity.The weight of the gold chain is not heavy, but it is very long, enough for him to walk around the entire inner hall of Mingcheng Hall.

Chu Heng dragged the chain in a daze for a while, then raised his head in a daze, and spoke again with a voice full of grievances: "Your Majesty?"

Ling Ye didn't answer him, but turned his head and said, "Come in."

The chief of ceremonies had been waiting outside for a long time, when he heard His Majesty's summons, he came in respectfully holding a tray and knelt three steps away from the emperor.

Ling Ye reached out and took off the book on the tray, and waved away the official of ceremonies and the palace servants standing on both sides, leaving only him and Chu Heng in the inner room.

Sitting on the bed, Chu Heng didn't pay attention to the things offered by the ceremonial officer, and only struggled with the chains on his feet. Seeing that His Majesty didn't explain to him, he lowered his head angrily, and there seemed to be no energy gathered between his fingers. He was about to grab the golden chain, but saw His Majesty suddenly turned around and grabbed his hand, and put the book in his palm.

It was only then that Chu Heng saw clearly what the officials of the ceremonies offered respectfully and respectfully.

It is the Queen's Ritual Ceremony. When Dayin canonized the queen, the emperor gave it to the queen together with the phoenix seal and the golden book. The phoenix seal is a symbol of the queen's power and responsibility. Lingyi Maode, written with imperial pen and gold powder, all the etiquette and etiquette of the empress and the way of getting along with the empress are written in this book.

Chu Heng stared blankly at the Empress's Ceremony in his hand, and suddenly felt that a tome was as heavy as Mount Tai, almost unsteady.

Ling Ye raised his chin with two fingers, and looked at him. There was an unquestionably serious look on the brows of the Twelve Crown Empress: "You are not allowed to enter the harem, but your status must be upright." He said Knocking on the booklet in Chu Heng's hand, he said with a smile, "I have to memorize the queen's ceremony."

There is a court meeting today, Ling Ye has to go to the Xuanzheng Hall to discuss the affairs of the court, and the matter of diverting the Lanjiang River to build a river channel has not been negotiated with the Dingkang Zhou family, but the water cannot be left untreated, and the details need to be discussed separately.After he finished speaking with Chu Heng, he called the palace servants to attend to tidy up the court clothes and prepare to go to the Xuanzheng Hall.

Chu Heng held the book of Queen's Rituals in his hand, his cheeks were flushed with blush, his heart was full of affection, his face and heart were burning hot, and he forgot the name on his right foot for a while.

Seeing that Ling Ye was about to walk out of the inner room, he remembered the matter of the chains, hurriedly stopped him, shook the shackles on his feet, and said eagerly, "Your Majesty, this?"

Ling Ye chuckled, turned back and walked to the couch, pressed Chu Heng's right hand that was pulling the chain, and said, "I thought about it and thought about it, the queen who bullied the king and resisted the order again and again, who was disobedient and ran around, is indeed It should be properly disciplined and punished, but I am reluctant to reward the board, so it is most appropriate to lock it up first, and I will untie it for you when you memorize the queen's ceremony."

He didn't wait for Chu Heng to speak, and continued: "I know that a mere golden chain can't lock you, but if you dare to take another step", Ling Ye paused, rubbing his ears with him: "I don't want you anymore."

After speaking, he lightly pecked on Chu Heng's lips, and regardless of his reaction, he lifted his foot and left the inner room, walking towards the outside of the hall.

He could no longer bear the chill and fear that could overwhelm him the second time. When he received the news of Chu Heng's accident in Lushui, he stood in front of the window of Mingcheng Palace, his hands trembling so hard that he could barely squeeze. The thin sheet of paper was covered with cold sweat, and when the cool night wind blew, his body and heart were completely icy cold.

There can be no next time, even if Chu Heng is locked up, chained to the dragon bed, and Chu Heng is locked up by himself, there will never be a next time.

Of course a mere golden chain cannot lock Mahayana Dongjun, but he can lock Chu Heng.

Chu Heng stared blankly at the back of His Majesty walking towards the outside of the hall, bit his lips, and dropped the chain on the bed twice, but in the end he didn't dare to pull it again, and just threw the pillow on the bed, All the brocade quilts were thrown on the carpet. He picked up the Queen's Ritual Ceremony at hand and was about to throw it on the ground together. He paused with his fingertips, then took it back and held it in his arms.

Mad!

How can there be such a miserable queen!

He doesn't recite it, he doesn't recite it!

Once the queen is spoiled, she forgets the mistakes she made before, and always wants to go further, and she will be wronged if she doesn't like her, and she doesn't listen to all her majesty's words, and even dares to talk to her majesty. Competing, thinking about not reciting the ceremony, he must let His Majesty untie the shackles on his feet.

Empress Chu angrily picked up a pillow and brocade quilt that had been thrown on the ground, put the Queen's Ritual Code beside the pillow, hugged the quilt, and lay back on the bed sideways, without eating breakfast, as if angry and focused on Waiting for His Majesty to come down and coax him.

It was almost noon when Ling Ye came back from the Xuanzheng Hall. As soon as he stepped into the inner room, he saw his pillow thrown on the ground alone, and no one in the inner room was left behind. His queen turned her back to Lying on the bed, he heard his footsteps, and seemed to move his body unintentionally, but he refused to look back, his whole body was shrouded in full of resentment and grievance.As for the Queen's Ceremony, it was obvious that he hadn't even flipped through it.

Ling Ye raised his eyebrows, thinking that it was necessary to teach the Queen how to behave himself.He bent down and picked up the pillow on the floor, walked to the side of the couch and lifted Chu Heng's quilt.Chu Heng shrunk himself into a ball, and angrily moved back into the bed. The chains on his feet rattled because of his movements. Hearing this sound, he couldn't help feeling even more angry.

Ling Ye smiled and pinched his waist, and said in a deep voice, "Come here and change my clothes."

Chu Heng moved a little when he heard the words, but he didn't get up, shaking the shackles on his feet, and said in a muffled voice, "I won't change them! I want to untie them!"

Ling Ye was not angry either, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he suddenly leaned forward. The wide and complicated court robe sleeves swept across Chu Heng's waistline, and the gentle jade pendant on the emperor's court coat stuck to his back. The quilt was half off, and he finally realized what His Majesty was doing, but it was still daytime, and there were so many palace guards outside, how could... the momentum that had been brewing all morning disappeared in an instant, so he hurriedly pulled up half of his body and pulled Jin Was: "Your Majesty, don't you, Your Majesty, tonight, tonight..."

"Then what should we do now?" Ling Ye stopped what he was doing and looked down at him.

Chu Heng quickly put on his inner coat, and whispered, "Change your majesty's clothes."

He stepped on the carpet with bare feet, lowered his eyes and took off the complicated emperor's court clothes for His Majesty, and put on ordinary clothes.Ling Ye in turn helped him get dressed, and called the palace servants to wait for him to wash.

Waiting until lunch was over, refreshments were placed on the table, and after eating and drinking enough, he still had the strength to continue to lose his temper with His Majesty, and Chu Heng returned to the competitive momentum that he had lost just now.

He looked down at the complicated shackles engraved with phoenix patterns, put the teacup in his hand heavily towards His Majesty's, stepped on the chain resentfully, ran back to the bed and lay on his side, the Queen's Ritual The code is still quietly placed by the pillow, and has never been turned over.

Ling Ye watched the memorial in Mingcheng Hall all afternoon, and Chu Heng lay in the hall with his back facing him all afternoon, chains wrapped around his ankles, being dragged around by him, Ling Ye let him make trouble, and did not Reminding him to recite the ceremony, and coaxing him to take a meal and bath at night.

The red candles in the inner room were brightly lit, and Ling Ye was holding the ritual book in his hand. Knowing that Chu Heng was competing with him, he didn't even flip through it, but he still asked him: "How many chapters has the Queen learned?"

Chu Heng turned his face away, lowered his eyes and didn't answer, just grabbed the chain and shook the shackles on his right foot.

Ling Ye chuckled, put down the book in his hand, leaned forward, hugged Chu Heng into his arms, lowered his head and sealed his lips, but he was not in a hurry to entangle with his lips and tongue, and only caressed his lips delicately. Tossing and turning, pecking, licking and biting wantonly over and over again, dyeing the ruby-like square inch with an increasingly bright and moving crimson color.

Chu Heng snorted shallowly, Ling Ye embraced his neck, squeezed his waist lightly, and when he kissed again, he opened his teeth with the tip of his tongue, blended with his breath, and entangled his lips and tongue.

A little bit of lust can faint the monstrous tide of emotion in the flickering of the warm yellow red candle. Chu Heng was kissed and leaned into his arms, panting hoarsely, with a little tear in the corner of his eye, hanging like pearls in his reddened eyes. At the end, Ling Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he kissed his eyes again.

The hand around the back of his neck slowly traced down the spine one by one, and finally stopped on the tailbone, scratching that inch of flesh as if doing something bad, making his arms swell. The man trembled unconsciously, and finally peeled off his loose underclothes in a deep kiss.

I don't know if the warm fragrance burning in the palace is too sweet, or if the entanglement between each other's breaths is too hot, Chu Heng's whole body is dyed with a thin layer of lingering crimson, and it is almost impossible to tell what night it is. There was a little clarity left, and it was not until the shackles on his feet rang in his ears that he found his mind that had flown out of nowhere.

He tugged at His Majesty's sleeves, not forgetting to shake the chains on his feet, and breathed a little hurriedly against Ling Ye's ears, intentionally showing a bit of anger, but he didn't want to say that he didn't even notice that the sound was all from him. The sweetness and seductiveness: "Your Majesty, untie..."

Ling Ye laughed: "Untie?"

As soon as the words fell, he picked up the long chain hanging from the side of the bed with one hand, bullied himself up, pressed Chu Heng on the couch, clasped his hands, and pressed them on top of his head.

Before Chu Heng could react, cold and slender chains bound his hands and tied them to the head of the bed.

With his hands bound, Chu Heng felt some ominous premonition for no reason, and struggled in panic: "Your Majesty?"

Ling Ye responded to him, and sat in front of him condescendingly. Chu Heng's clothes had been stripped clean, and the spring on his chest was unobstructed. Involuntarily, there was a slight tremor, and she called him softly with a touch of fear.

It is obviously too late to know now that you are afraid of begging for mercy.

Ling Ye responded casually, circling and rubbing his fingertips wantonly on his chest, and finally stopped at the two spots of cherry red, deliberately crushing them with his warm fingertips, ignoring Chu Heng's begging for mercy, pinching the two fingers Picking up the sensitive and tender point, constantly kneading and pinching.

Chu Heng's hands were bound, and he couldn't resist. The stimulation from the sensitive part of his nipples made him twist his body helplessly to avoid the evil fingers, but it didn't help. He had no other choice but to suffer. .

The lustful crimson spread gradually from the trembling and erect nipples on his chest along the pink areola. His breathing was a little unsteady, and his eyes were covered with tears, but it was clear that this was just the beginning. He no longer had the aura of deliberately competing with His Majesty, and his red lips were full of words begging for mercy.

Ling Ye turned a deaf ear to it, but leaned forward and bit it again. Chu Heng couldn't stand the teasing and lingering, but Ling Ye purposely rubbed and sucked the nipple with his teeth as if playing tricks, delicately grinding the tender breasts. The itching was more unbearable than the simple kneading between the fingers just now, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he was almost about to cry.

Perhaps it was the tears in the corners of his eyes that aroused His Majesty's half-hearted softness, Ling Ye stopped deliberately grinding him, reached out and touched the shackles on his feet, and asked, "Are you still untiing it?"

Chu Heng sobbed and shook his head: "I don't understand, I don't understand, Your Majesty spared me..."

"late."

Ling Ye's eyes were unclear, and he didn't care about his panting and crying begging for mercy. He reached out to fetch the jade box from the cabinet, bent Chu Heng's legs, broke open the light red hole with his fingers dipped in fat, and began to patiently help him. expansion.

Before Chu Heng was injured and recuperated, Ling Ye was reluctant to touch him, and he hadn't done it for nearly a month. Chu Heng's posterior acupoints were extremely tight, and when his fingers went in, he visibly trembled.

His knuckles could barely penetrate, and the tight tunnel began to instinctively repel foreign objects. The hot and tender flesh wrapped his fingers and squeezed them out. Chu Heng raised his waist uncontrollably, trying to escape from the pressure of his fingers. invasion.

Ling Ye held him down, put a soft pillow behind his waist, opened the tunnel with his fingers, and slowly squeezed in. He was so familiar with Chu Heng's body that he easily found the most sensitive and untouchable part of the inner wall. At that point, I deliberately grind and spin there.

Chu Heng stiffened his back in an instant, and the pleasure of climbing up from the most sensitive part of his body made him retreat unconsciously, the shackles and chains on his hands and feet were dragged by him, and the sound of clear gold and stones obliterated him Gasping for breath, Ling Ye grabbed his waist and pressed him back to the original position, and inserted another finger as if.

Chu Heng's panting gradually turned into a low-pitched moan with the thrusting of his fingers. He whimpered and kept begging for mercy, but Ling Ye didn't allow him to dodge at all. The soft tunnel gradually became obedient under the constant taming of his fingers. Shun, more and more fingers are accommodated, the sticky lust gradually envelops Chu Heng as the grease melts, the moving red tide sweeps across the whole body, the water flows from the hole along the fingers along the reddened leg Next, the taste of sourness, softness and numbness penetrates into the bone marrow and spine along the seven meridians and eight channels, and penetrates into every inch of skin and flesh of the body.

The warm fragrance in the palace seemed to be a little sweeter in Chu Heng's moaning and low panting. The drops of water hanging on the eyelashes could not tell whether it was sweat or tears. He half-closed his eyes and watched His Majesty move his fingers from His body slowly pulled away, whimpering aggrievedly, how reluctant he was just now, and the soft flesh of the corridor silently tried to keep him, but it was of no avail.

He obviously couldn't stand such a grinding emptiness, tears from the corners of his eyes slid down the pillow, and he moaned anxiously.

Fine beads of sweat smudged moist wet marks on the body as white as porcelain, accompanied by lustful flushing, which was extremely seductive.

Even the bright white toes are also the crimson color that His Majesty likes at the moment, and it is just right to hold them on the shoulders.

The scorching meat blade opened up every inch of the creases in the small hole and slowly nailed it into the body. Chu Heng opened his eyes slightly, his hands were tied above his head, not even giving him room to distract, his legs were pressed against his chest, He could almost see how the tender pussy swallowed the terrifying weapon inch by inch, the numbness and soreness rushed up to the sky along the tailbone, body and mind completely belonged to the person who was pressed on him.

Ling Ye lowered his head and kissed the corner of the servant's eyes, gently kissing away his dripping tears, but the movements below him were not gentle at all, he thrust nine shallows and one deep, wantonly opening up the territory in the corridor , the slow and shallow thrusts were too grueling, and the heavy and deep penetration from time to time made Chu Heng gasp and moan.

The pussy catered to the long repeated thrusting, the soft flesh swallowed and twisted, and the increasingly intense fuck made Chu Heng's body soften into a puddle of spring water unknowingly, and the crimson flesh was pulled away as the weapon was pulled away from his body. It was brought out, followed by being inserted and squeezed in. There was the sound of water tsk tsk in the in and out, and the begging for mercy and low sobs rolled down between the lips and teeth, except for the bump behind Jiaju, there was no soothing treatment.

The pleasure in the deepest part of the body finally swelled completely in the most sensitive alley on the inner wall. Chu Heng's eyes were blurred, and he almost lost all his strength. , don't...don't...well..."

Ling Ye panted and kissed him: "What did I say today? Huh? The queen is disobedient, so I have to teach myself."

He reached out and untied the chains that bound Chu Heng's hands, picked him up from the bed, hugged him in his arms, got up and walked towards the desk.

Chu Heng let out a series of weeping sounds choked between his lips and teeth, and subconsciously wrapped his arms around Ling Ye's neck, with his legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

The murder weapon in his body was still wreaking havoc. It was the first time that the road from the bed to the desk was so far away. The chain on his right foot was dragged on the ground, making a series of noises. Every time Ling Ye took a step, Chu Heng couldn't help crying. One sound.

Finally, when he reached the desk, Chu Heng's brows were red, and the corners of his forehead were covered with fine beads of sweat. Ling Ye leaned his back against the desk, bit his earlobe, and asked in a low voice, "How many things did the queen memorize?"

Chu Heng was fascinated by his teasing, his crow feather long eyelashes were completely soaked with tears, and his slightly clear consciousness was completely taken away by the unbearable pleasure and lust again. Hearing Ling Ye's question, his lips and teeth Opening and closing but rolling down was full of groans and gasps, holding His Majesty and whimpering indistinctly: "I was wrong, I dare not..."

But Ling Ye didn't spare him, and suddenly pulled the wanton "murder weapon" out of his body. Before Chu Heng could react, he turned him over and pressed him on the desk, breaking open the ravaged wet and muddy hole again. , Insert it to the end.

He embraced Chu Heng from behind and sat down beside the desk. This posture was too deep. Chu Heng was panting rapidly, his face was full of lingering and moving emotions, tears were streaming down, and he dragged his clothes indiscriminately. Shaking his head begging him.

Ling Ye grabbed his fidgeting hand, picked up the imperial pen on the table and put it in his hand, panting lightly: "What is the first rule of the queen's ceremony? If you can answer it, I will forgive you."

How could Chu Heng still hold the pen, his sight was blurred by fine beads of sweat and hot and humid tears, his eyes were full of watery light, and the hearty pleasure mixed with the tingling pain made him completely sink into lust In the middle of the day, he couldn't utter a word other than panting and groaning, his body was already limp, and he leaned weakly in His Majesty's arms, allowing him to be bullied.

Ling Ye held his hand, kissed the corners of his reddened eyes, and took his handwriting on the bright yellow silk, with a deep and hoarse voice: "Do you remember? Queen, the first ceremony, The love between the emperor and empress is unwavering, and the white heads are of the same heart."

After memorizing the Queen's Ceremony, bring the Empress Dowager's Edict placed in the Ministry of Rites and ask him to read it word by word.

The empress belongs to His Majesty, her heart belongs to Her Majesty, everything belongs to Her Majesty.

postscript:

Although the queen was very wronged, she still remembered the ceremony. As for how to remember it, we dare not ask, anyway, I dare not compete anymore.

And it was recorded before Xinghui came back from Yinghai City. As for why, I have to ask what cruel words the young master said in the last chapter.

Lishan Shanhua didn’t want to be the next best-selling protagonist in the story book list, so she didn’t dare to let her younger brother know that she was locked up. After all, shackles and imprisonment may be more in line with the majority of Lishan people who eat melons than not returning home at night. The taste is probably because people who eat melons also love to pursue excitement.

The author says:

Empress Chu is a typical example of being able to act, but not capable of accepting.

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