Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

The temperature of the soldering iron was extremely high, and it hissed when it was pressed on the naked meat, and white smoke was emitted instantly, and the smell of burning was wafting in the air.

No matter how hard Mei Luzhi gritted his teeth, he couldn't help it now. He opened his mouth and let out a scream, then tilted his head, and passed out with cold sweat all over his face.

After a while, Luo Ange cried out hoarsely, as if the branding iron had been branded on him.

Luo Ange struggled like crazy, pushing and shoving Mu Ke, "Let go of me! Bastard! Let me go!"

Mu Ke looked at him with a frown, and let Luo Ange break free as soon as he let go.

He watched this person leave him without hesitation, and ran to Mei Luzhi.Mu Ke suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he couldn't help pressing his heart, but his eyes became more and more sinister.

No matter... no matter how you treat him, whether you force him or be gentle, this person has never left him a place in his heart, and it's hard to find a place for him.He only has this damn Mei Luzhi in his heart!

Luo Ange was about to collapse right now, he touched Mei Luzhi's face with trembling hands, and seeing the scars and blood all over his eyes, he almost couldn't breathe from crying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Lu Zhi, you shouldn't come Yes, you shouldn't come, it's all my fault, I'm so useless, I'm useless..."

Mei Luzhi didn't respond, his eyes were closed tightly, his brows were furrowed, and he also endured this heart-piercing pain in a coma.

Luo Ange raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and wanted to untie the wire that bound Mei Lu's hands in a daze.The wire was so strong that Luo Ange couldn't untie it at all, but he seemed to have lost his mind, and he grabbed the wire desperately, blood oozing from his fingertips.

His eyes were blank, he just murmured: "... Lu Zhi, you go back, go back to Yunle... go back..."

Mu Ke saw the bright red on Luo Ange's fingertips with sharp eyes, cursed secretly, and quickly stepped forward to hold him back, "What are you doing?! Are you crazy?!"

When Mu Ke dragged Luo Ange over, he realized that the man's face was full of tears.

These tears were for Mei Lu and others, and Mu Ke knew that even if he died in front of Luo Ange immediately, he would not be able to exchange a single tear from him.

Mu Ke's heart suddenly ignited, he grabbed Luo Ange's arm, and pulled him out with a sullen face.

Luo Ange just woke up now, and shouted in horror: "What are you doing?! Let it go! Let it go!"

Mu Ke came out of the secret room, threw Luo Ange roughly onto the low couch, oppressed him heavily, gritted his teeth and sneered, "You think I'll let you go if I play a show of killing chickens and monkeys today? How dare you try to escape, don't I thought you could get out of here today!"

Luo Ange's previous arrogance was gone, and now his eyes were full of fear, he hid back trembling, groping on the bed with trembling hands, trying to find some weapon to protect himself.

But there was nothing on the couch, Mu Ke held down his restless hand, pulled off his belt and twisted it into a rope, binding Luo Ange's hands.

In front of the tough prince, Luo Ange is so small and weak, no one in the East Palace will save him...

Luo Ange's eyes were blurred with tears, and then Mu Ke leaned over and kissed him fiercely. The arrogant and brutal kiss was like a lingering kiss, biting his soft lips, pinching his chin with one hand, and firmly kissing him with the other. Pressing his back, he pressed hard into his arms, as if he wanted to rub this person into his flesh and blood, so that he could never be separated again.

"No...Muke...it hurts..." Luo Ange wailed in pain, and tried to hide with difficulty, with blood on his lips.The back rubbed against the bed, and the fine cloth was folded and folded.

This kiss lasted for a long time, and when Luo Ange was almost suffocating, Mu Ke finally let him go, with a little blood on the corner of his lips and a sneer, "Xiaoxiao, there is no lubricating thing here, give it to me." Bear with it."

Yu San over there knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was about to rectify the family rules, so he hurriedly closed the secret room and quietly retreated out.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold of the outer room, he heard Luo Ange's crying from inside, mixed with indistinct cries of pain.

While fiercely invading the person under him, Mu Ke scolded fiercely: "You guys look like a concubine who loves you, have you ever thought about me?! Luo Ange, don't think that I like you and you can just love me." Do whatever you want!"

Luo Ange was so oppressed by the violent storm that he could barely speak, his mouth filled with fragmented begging for mercy.

Mu Ke stared at the naked and thin back of the person below him. He knew that this person had a small heart, but he had too many things in him.

Luo Ange's heart was filled with his Yunle, his people, his way of king, and that Mei Luzhi, but it was not filled with Mu Ke...nor himself.

Luo Ange didn't have Mu Ke in his heart, nor himself.

That's why Mu Ke hates Luo Ange for talking about the responsibility of being a monarch and carrying it on his shoulders. What Mu Ke wants is a living person under that layer of halo, not a monarch, not a pillar of Yunle.

All he wanted was a Luo An song from beginning to end.

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Yu San waited outside for half an hour, thinking that this place was remote and the maids could not come here, so he went to find a few maids, and stood at the door together, waiting for orders.

These little maids are all big girls with yellow flowers, and they all blushed when they heard the faint groans coming from inside.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Yu San heard someone calling from inside.

Yu San hurriedly brought the two maids in, inside Mu Ke had already put on his clothes, and the little Mr. Luo was curled up on the couch wrapped in a blanket, pitifully, motionless, I don't know if he was asleep or simply didn't want to. manage people.

Mu Ke fastened his belt, leaned over and hugged Luo Ange.As soon as he touched Luo Ange, the man trembled like a frightened bird, with an indistinct cry from his throat.

After this incisive and almost excessive love affair, Mu Ke's anger not only subsided by [-]%, but also halfway down, so he patiently coaxed Luo Ange a few words, and then carried him outside.

When he reached the door, he suddenly paused again, turned his head and told Yu San, "Go and put that man in the dungeon."

He thought for a while, reluctantly: "Find an imperial doctor to show him, don't let him die too early."

Yu San respectfully said, "Yes, Your Highness."

Mu Ke carried Luo Ange back to the bedroom.

The letter has already been received over there, hot water has been put in the bath, the water vapor is curling up, and the heat is blowing towards the face.

Mu Ke didn't use the pool, so he asked someone to fill the bathtub with hot water and soak some nourishing traditional Chinese medicine. After the medicine's effects had dissipated into the hot water, he carefully put Luo Ange in, and rolled up his sleeves. Help him scrub his body.

Luo Ange fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling unable to exert any strength on his body, surrounded by water, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and tightly clung to Mu Ke's arm and refused to let go.

Mu Ke gave a wry smile, "Resisting me like that just now, and now holding on to me...Xiaoxiao, you were sent by God to restrain me."

Luo Ange couldn't hear what he was saying at all, Mu Ke simply scrubbed him, put in a few mouthfuls of heart-nourishing decoction mouth to mouth, then put him on the couch and covered him with the quilt.

Obviously at that time, she had tortured him mercilessly, but now she was treating him gently as if she were a peerless treasure.Even Yaohua, who is serving her personally, can't see through His Royal Highness's thoughts.

Mu Ke sat by the bed and watched Luo Ange for a while, then tucked the quilt for him, then got up and went out.

The old doctor was already waiting outside, Mu Ke was afraid of disturbing Luo Ange's rest in the room, so he lowered his voice and asked some questions about how Cheng Huan should take care of him.

The old doctor answered one by one, and finally prescribed a prescription, instructing the crown prince to make an ointment and apply it to Shaoqing once a day.

Mu Ke nodded, then handed the prescription to Yaohua, and went in to see how Luo Ange was sleeping.

Luo Ange is dreaming right now, and rarely sees His Highness the Crown Prince.

It is said to be rare, but in fact it is not always true. Luo Ange used to dream of Mu Ke often, but every time he was very fierce, like a ghost trying to eat him alive.

It stands to reason that after this incident, if Luo Ange dreamed of Mu Ke, it would definitely be a nightmare, but this time the dream was different.

He dreamed that he was on Yunle's street... Luo Ange himself didn't know why he was on Yunle's street, but he felt in his heart that he was in the downtown of Yunle.

He dreamed that on this street full of people and melodious hawkers, Mu Ke stretched out his hand to him through a few people, the sun was shining brightly behind him like an illusion, and the smile on that person's face was also bright, gentle and warm.

By coincidence, Luo Ange took two steps forward and grabbed Mu Ke's hand. It was clearly in a dream, but the temperature in his palm was unbelievably real.

Luo Ange stretched his brows in his dream, temporarily forgetting his grief.

After a while, the scene changed again, and the surroundings were pitch black. Mu Ke turned around in the starlight, and said in a gentle and melodious voice, "A night in spring is worth a fortune, why don't I call you night in the future?"

Luo Ange opened his mouth, but before he could open his mouth, the surrounding starlight suddenly dimmed, and then he seemed to fall into the void, which made him sweat in cold sweat, his eyelashes trembled twice, and his eyes opened slightly.

The orange candlelight in the room jumped into the eyes, Luo Ange felt a headache, a sore throat, and pain everywhere on his body, and couldn't help moaning.

Mu Ke stayed by the bed all the time, and when he heard the movement, he immediately came over and carefully helped him up, "Are you awake? Do you want a drink?"

Luo Ange looked at the candle lamp on the table, then at the sky outside the window, a little surprised, "It's already night?"

How long has he been in a coma?

After being stunned for a moment, the past suddenly flooded into his mind. Luo Ange suddenly opened his eyes wide, grabbed Mu Ke's arm, and asked anxiously: "Where is Lu Zhi? Where is he? What did you do to him? !"

Mu Ke's eyes became darker, he lowered his eyes, slowly pulled away Luo Ange's hand, and put it into the brocade quilt, "He is still alive for the time being, locked in the dungeon."

"His injury! Injury!" Luo Ange was so anxious that he couldn't speak clearly, and gestured, "Where's the medicine? Did you ask the imperial doctor to see it?"

"...I sent the imperial doctor to see it, don't move around, just lie down obediently." Mu Ke held Luo Ange down and told him to lie down, "Would you like some water? Are you hungry? Now ask someone to bring in dinner." ?”

Luo Ange shook his head, was stunned for a while, then suddenly lifted the quilt and knelt down on the bed, looked at Mu Ke sadly, and said in a hoarse voice: "His Royal Highness, Luo Ange begs you, let Mei Luzhi return to Yun Have fun..."

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I'm writing a story about the prince's mercy ∠("∠)＿