Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

In the Xuanlong Palace, Emperor Yongzheng put down the secret letter in his hand, he couldn't help laughing, "How dare he use such a trick?"

The spy below said: "The subordinates are also amazed, this Luo Shaoqing is really extraordinary."

"I'm afraid only the prince's temperament can control him." Emperor Yongzheng shook his head helplessly. Speaking of this, Emperor Yongzheng asked again: "The prince has always had a bad temper. This time Luo Ange deceived him. It’s been so hard, I guess I’ve been taught a lesson, right?”

The spy had a complicated expression, "Back to the emperor, as far as I know, the prince was a little angry about this, but he didn't do anything... Luo Shaoqing is living a happy life now."

"..." Emperor Yongzheng was speechless, and it took a long time before he said: "The nature of the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. Who would have thought that a small Luo'an song could easily move this mountain."

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In the study room of the East Palace, the shadow guard Langfeng, dressed in night, jumped in from the window without a sound, knelt on one leg in front of the table, and whispered: "What orders does Your Highness have?"

Mu Ke was marking the book of war with a vermilion pen in his hand. The beautiful and handsome lowercase letters were flowing slowly on the tip of the pen. He didn't raise his head, but said indifferently: "Go and find out where the medicine for Luo Ange was found. There is no such medicine in the palace." Someone must have prepared the fake death medicine for him."

Lang Feng nodded obediently, and suddenly said something more, "If caught, will His Highness the Crown Prince fall out with Shaoqing?"

Probably because Lang Feng seldom cared about his own affairs, Mu Ke couldn't help but glanced up at him, and then said: "I have already promised him not to pursue it, so I won't..."

He paused, "It still depends on the situation. You should check first. If that person really wants to help Luo Ange, then forget it. If he has evil intentions and wants to harm him, then pull him out and disembowel him, and let Luo Ange die." Let's see who he blindly believes in."

Lang Feng nodded, just as there was a series of footsteps coming from far and near outside, Mu Ke waved his hand, and Lang Feng jumped out of the window.

The person outside was Luo Ange, he came in but didn't approach him in a hurry, he stood beside the bead curtain and looked at him anxiously, "It's so late, isn't the prince still resting?"

Probably because he knew that he had cheated people miserably this time, Mu Ke still had a fire in his heart, and knew that he would not be able to leave for a while, so Luo Ange always felt guilty when facing Mu Ke.

Mu Ke was not polite to him either, and beckoned him to come over.

As soon as Luo Ange walked to Mu Ke's side, he grabbed his waist with one hand, pulled him into his arms, pinched his chin, wiped his thumb on the petal-like pink lips, and jokingly said: "You don't Go to sleep, what are you looking for me for?"

Luo Ange was actually afraid that Mu Ke would be unhappy, and that if he made a mistake, he would catch him out and explode, so he was cautious in his words and deeds, and he didn't dare to sleep if the prince didn't go back to the house.

Luo Ange sat on Mu Ke's lap, thought for a while, and reluctantly said the prince's favorite answer, "I can't sleep without you here."

Sure enough, the prince's pupils narrowed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger, "Really?"

Fake, without you I can sleep well, I can sleep till dawn!

But Luo Ange could only nod his head, and said sincerely: "Really."

Mu Ke couldn't help laughing, and pinched Luo Ange's face as if venting his anger, "I know you're flattering me, but I don't know how heartless you are?"

Luo Ange was a little hurt from being pinched, couldn't help rubbing his face, and asked in a low voice: "Prince, are you really not angry?"

"Can I not be angry? Huh? Do you know how uncomfortable it is for me to come back full of joy and see you lying on the bed without a sound? Do you know how I got here for the past three days? I kept watching in the cold cellar Looking at you, I..."

The more Mu Ke talked, the angrier he became, he really wished he could press this heartless little thing on the table and give him a hard fuck, making him cry heart-piercingly!

Perhaps it was because the prince's aura was too cold and hard, Luo Ange's face turned pale with fright, when Mu Ke saw it, his heart softened, and he said, "So what if I'm just angry? I don't want to do anything to you either."

Luo Ange bit the bullet and said: "Then what should I do so that you will not be angry?"

Mu Ke sneered, and put his left hand into Luo Ange's shirt, rubbing and teasing his buttocks through the thin underwear, "Let's see if you can say something nice to please me."

Luo Ange was about to speak, when Mu Ke said again: "Say it first, lies don't count, if you tell a lie, I'll put you on this table and fuck you once, don't mention the previous agreement with me, it will be void Already!"

The full of rhetoric was stuck in his throat again, Luo Ange paused for a while, but finally he didn't have the guts to speak it out.

He thought hard for a long time, and finally said in a low voice: "Well, there is only one thing I can tell you, but I don't know if you will be happy to hear it."

"You talk first." Mu Ke looked at him calmly, "Then I'll decide whether to push you on the table or not."

This matter is a matter of life and death, Luo Ange did not dare to neglect, and quickly said: "Actually, I hesitated that day."

Mu Ke frowned, "When?"

"It was the day I took the fake death medicine." Luo Ange looked at him speculatively, and whispered, "Before taking the medicine, I was very hesitant. At that time, I thought, if the crown prince came back suddenly, then I would not take it... "

Mu Ke's heart throbbed for a while, and he asked hoarsely, "If you don't eat, do you want to leave?"

"It's not that I don't want to leave, it's just that I thought, if I die, the prince will be very sad. I don't like others to be sad for me."

Luo Ange thought hesitantly, he didn't like to owe others, if others felt uncomfortable because of him, he would always feel that he owed him something.He is used to giving and giving, and he has not been used to being protected and hurt for a long time.

At that time in the cold cellar, when Mu Ke said that as long as he was happy, it didn't matter how uncomfortable he was, Luo Ange was really moved.

Mu Ke moved closer to Luo Ange and almost kissed him on the cheek, "Do you not want others to be sad for you, or do you not want me to be sad for you?"

Luo Ange was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed to be seen through his mind, he turned his head and said vaguely: "I don't want to."

Mu Ke laughed softly, "Then I'll pretend to be emotional and pretend you don't want me to be sad."

Luo Ange froze for a moment, then glared at him angrily, "I've never seen such a thick-skinned person like you!"

"I can be more cheeky." Mu Ke smiled dangerously, pressed Luo Ange's shoulder and slowly pressed him on the table, put his right hand behind his head, then leaned over and kissed him his lips.

Luo Ange hadn't reacted for a while, but when he came back to his senses, Mu Ke's tongue had already stuck in, seducing his tongue lingeringly and lewdly, it was soft and hot.

Luo Ange's ears turned red in an instant, and he subconsciously raised his hand to push the person on him, and raised his chin to avoid his kiss, "Well... let go! No, shut up!"

However, Mu Ke had already kissed him emotionally, ignoring the hands pushing on his chest, lifted the hem of Luo Ange's loose clothes, piled them up around his waist, and then stretched out his hands to pull his obscene pants It fell down to the knees.

Luo Ange only felt a chill in his lower body, and was so frightened that he hurriedly struggled.

The prince frowned, probably because he thought Luo Ange was too disobedient, so he simply tied his wrists, and his slender and powerful hands grabbed his thighs and lifted them up, revealing the hidden place behind him.

Luo Ange has not been favored for a long time, and the place has long been unaccustomed. It was difficult to handle at the beginning. Luo Ange lay on the table and cried out in pain, his fingertips turned white, and even squeezed out a few. Weeping tears hoping for a little mercy.

It's just that no matter how much you scream, you can't wake up the prince's burning heart, and in the end he was eaten clean from the inside out.

Luo Ange learned from the painful experience, and felt that his fake death was really a big loss. Not to mention his failure, Mu Ke finally made a promise not to touch him before, and he was blown away.

After all, the feign death medicine is a bit harmful to the body. Luo Ange's body is not considered strong, but now it is made weaker. He indulged once in the study at night, and developed a low-grade fever the next day, lying dizzy and weak. on the couch.

The imperial doctor said that Luo Ange's body couldn't bear the medicine for the time being, and he still needs to take care of it for a while, besides, it's just a low-grade fever, just wipe his body with warm water and it will be fine.

So this morning, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sat by the bed with great remorse, wiped his body lightly with a towel, as if afraid of disturbing him, gently held his wrist, and wiped his arm. , and put it back under the quilt, for fear that he would catch a cold.

In fact, Luo Ange didn't fall asleep, he quietly opened his eyes to see Mu Ke's guilty expression, feeling a little lucky in his heart.

If a minor illness can stop the prince from being angry, the deal is sure to make a profit.Otherwise, Luo Ange always felt that he owed him something, especially after listening to Mu Ke's story about the past, and thinking about it in the other party's situation, this feeling was even stronger.

If it was on him, if the person whom he admired with all his heart and who had decided to be his lover for life suddenly turned his face and refused to recognize him, he couldn't guarantee that he would strangle him to death immediately.

Thinking about it this way, for so long, Mu Ke has been holding back from strangling him alive, and his temper is not bad.

When Mu Ke looked down and saw Luo Ange looking at him with round eyes, he couldn't help feeling amused, "Look at me, don't you feel sleepy?"

Luo Ange shook his head, and suddenly a word without beginning and end came out of his mouth, "Thank you, Your Highness, for not killing me these few months."

Mu Ke couldn't help laughing, "Where did such a sentence come from, are you confused?"

Luo Ange grabbed the quilt, silently covered half of his small face, and said in a low voice: "During that grand ceremony, you must have been very angry? Because I completely forgot about you..."

Recalling that time, Mu Ke was also a little bit embarrassed, "How could you not be angry? At that time, I even thought that you were a prodigal son who cheated people's feelings. After having a new love and forgetting the old love, I wanted to turn my face and deny it, but when I saw it later, I thought you It seems that I really don't remember."

Luo Ange suddenly realized, "No wonder... since the Yunle ceremony, Yichao has targeted us everywhere, is it because you are taking revenge?!"

Mu Ke was inexplicably a little guilty, but felt that he had done nothing wrong, "At that time, you were young and energetic, and you had a strong desire for revenge, and you were hiding in Yunle, so I always wanted to make you unhappy. For you, it is justifiable."

"You!" Luo Ange was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, "You are justifiable, but we, Yunle, have struggled for two years! I am so weak now, it's not because I was so busy during that time!"

Luo Ange didn't know what to think of, and his eyes darkened, "If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't be forced to be helpless. Sending my sister to marry you, she wouldn't be..."

Mu Ke's expression was a little weird, he coughed lightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Luo Ange sighed, "I can't completely blame you for this matter, my sister is weak and sick from the start..."

Mu Ke knew what he was sad about.

In fact, it happened in the early spring of last year, when Yunle was already in dire straits, Luo Ange was pressured by various parties, so he had to send his sister Luo Yang and Yichao to get married.

As soon as Luo Yang arrived in the palace, she was conferred the title of Concubine Luo. It's a pity that the beauty was so unlucky that she fell ill suddenly in summer.

Luo Ange must have been sad for a while.

Mu Ke held Luo Ange's hand, not wanting him to think about it again, and said softly, "You'd better sleep for a while, I'll call you again at lunchtime."

Luo Ange was also very tired, so he nodded, curled up under the quilt and fell asleep.

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Organize your timeline.

Sixth year of Qingli: The two met on the street and made a private decision for life.

In the seventh year of Qingli: Yunle Grand Ceremony, Mu Ke went to find Luo Ange and found that he had forgotten himself, so he turned against each other and started targeting Yunle everywhere.

Eighth year of Qingli: Luo Ange sent his sister to get married, but died of illness.The one mentioned by Emperor Yongzheng before is Luo Yang.

Winter of the ninth year of Qingli: Yunyue country is broken.