Imperial City

The soft and cold satin brushed across the face, and the warm fingers untied the shackles in front of his eyes.

Wei Qi blinked twice before slowly opening his eyes, but the scene in front of him almost made him faint from fright.

On weekdays, the high and god-like Sheng Shang wore bright yellow silk and satin pajamas, leaning against the head of the bed carved with dragon patterns, and looked at him faintly.

Seeing Tianyan, Wei Qishan wanted to say something like a slave, but he couldn't make a sound.

The emperor held the light fan forge in one hand and the scroll in the other, the silk forge gently slipped from the master's hand and fell on Wei Qi's ear.

The Holy Majesty turned his gaze away, and while quietly reading a book, he slowly began to dismantle his playthings for tonight.

Wei Qi could only feel the scorching palm protruding in from the outside, slowly stroking his skin inch by inch, as if stroking a pet that was raised at random, although it was gentle but he didn't care much about it.

The palm gradually went down, Wei Qi was startled and frightened, he felt as if he was going to burn.

"Holy...Holy...Holy Majesty..." With trembling lips, he finally spit out a few words, even though the cry was minimal.

However, the emperor sat within three steps, and even the slightest voice could be heard.

Although the Holy Majesty heard it, he didn't take it seriously. He just put down the scroll in his hand and turned his head slightly to look at him.

"Ah."

Wei Qi lay on the dragon bed, looking up at his monarch from bottom to top, but he really didn't have the guts to look at him. He only glanced at the emperor's palm and lowered his eyelids.

"Holy...go up, slave...slave...slave." He couldn't make a sentence, "slave...ten thousand deaths."

The emperor didn't stop his movements, and slowly peeled Wei Qi away.

"Well, what's the matter?" It was still a calm, deep and majestic voice.

The body wrapped in thin brocade is gradually revealed. The fair-skinned young man's body is smooth and seems to have no hair, and it looks like fine silk under the dim oil lamp.

Its limbs are slender, and its waist is slender, but it is different from the softness of women. It is most suitable to describe it as flexibility.

Wei Qi has never raped his body in front of others. He tried his best to avoid the hand of the Holy Master, and turned sideways to hide his naked disability.

However, the Holy Majesty held him down with only a little force, but his strength was not strong but he was firm and could not resist.

Wei Qi trembled under that palm, and finally gathered up some courage to speak again: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please... please spare this servant."

The Holy Majesty finally stopped moving, let go of Wei Qi after a long time.

Wei Qi crawled up with limp legs and knelt on the dragon bed, with his head on the back of his hands, not daring to look up.

. . .

"You don't want to." The Holy Majesty spat out these words, although he was still calm, but Wei Qi has been with the king for several years, how could he not feel the anger during that time.

But today, even if it is a dead end, what should be said needs to be finished.

"Back... Your Majesty, no... No, no... No, Your Majesty's dragon body is precious,... a slave, a mutilated body... so dirty, I'm afraid that... Your Majesty will be tarnished." Wei Qi fell soft after finishing his words. On the bed, I couldn't even kneel down.

There was deathly silence, the Holy Majesty didn't say much after hearing this, he just stretched out his arms to grab Wei Qi.

He has been fighting for many years, his body is like an iron wall, his arms are thick and strong, and he can hold Wei Qi tightly with one hand.

Wei Qi's chest was bound, and the next moment he was dragged to the Holy Majesty.

. . .

He looked at the Holy Majesty with pleading tears in his eyes, very pitiful and shocked.

The emperor stopped his movements and looked at him probingly, as if he finally understood that this was not a trick of lust.

His face sank, and his anger was hidden under it.

The emperor sits on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the world, which thing in the Forbidden City does not belong to him?How can he take into account the wishes of a mere slave, and he will not get the last trace of pity.

Wei Qi was in so much pain that he couldn't stop groaning. Seeing that the Holy Majesty was unmoved, he knew that if he didn't fight hard tonight, he would not be able to escape.

His struggle became fierce, his legs kept shaking, he kicked the Holy Majesty's calf, and then kicked the bed rail, a blue and white porcelain vase on the low cabinet beside the bed dangled and fell to the side of the cabinet Finally, it landed on the ground again, with a crackling sound of thunderbolts.

Impatient, the Holy Majesty shouted out loudly: "Anxi! Get out of here!"

An Xi had been outside the door for a long time, and was secretly worried when he heard that the voice inside was not right.

Wei Qi was stubborn by nature, he knew very well that if he said it bluntly, the matter would probably fail, so he took it upon himself to coax him into going to the inner court prison to throw himself into the trap.

The wooden box contained a piece of Wei Qi's eunuch's uniform of the same color, and he personally delivered it, the meaning of which can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Anxi stood up from the blue and white stone slab, and the servants shook even more, their heads lowered even lower.

He walked to the stone steps in front of the hall, and before he pushed the door to enter the house, the eight hall doors were pushed open from the middle, and hit the two next to it, making a loud noise.

The saint was wearing bright yellow pajamas, his clothes were disheveled, and he stood inside the door with a faint anger on his face.

He raised his leg and kicked the chest of the little servant next to Anxi, who was kicked and fell to the ground.

"How the hell did you carry the ignorant things in the house to the inner court supervisor to teach them, and when you have taught them, you will bring them again."

The emperor's voice was indifferent, and if it wasn't for some irritation, he wouldn't be able to tell that he was angry.

He coldly glanced at the palace eunuch who was kneeling on the ground.

Heh, the first few are all related to the rebellious servant in the house.

The emperor was angry for a while: "A group of useless slaves, from today onwards, all those who work in the Qing Palace will be deducted from their salary for three months."

Anxi was relieved to hear what the emperor said, and thought to himself, it was a good chance to save his life and not severely punish everyone.

He originally thought that there would be blood in the Hall of Mental Cultivation today, and since then there is no such person as Wei Qi in the Forbidden City, it is lucky that he is now like this.

All the servants kowtowed and thanked the Lord for his kindness, and Anxi dispatched envoys to go in and carry people around.

The dragon in the hall fell on top, and Wei Qizheng lay down on it with his whole body, trembling.

The two servants had some kind of friendship with Wei Qi on weekdays, but they didn't dare to look up at him at this moment, they just shook their legs and took the bright yellow brocade beside them and hurriedly wrapped him up and carried him out.

The night of absurd farce was finally over.

The servants cleaned the bedroom and waited for the emperor to sleep peacefully on his dragon bed.

Wei Qi was sent to the inner court prison in the dark night.

In the Forbidden City, under the power, who can not lower his proud head

For thousands of years, imperial power has been supreme and inviolable. If one wants to disobey it, one has to pay a price, and Wei Qi is bearing this price.

From the second morning when he was sent to the inner court prison, he began to suffer.

The sage Jinkou ordered the inner court supervisor to be good at teaching. Everyone heard it with their own ears at that time, and it was carried by the people around Eunuch An, the emperor, wrapped in bright yellow royal brocade, panic-stricken, one can imagine the situation at that time.

Eunuch Wu will not be merciful, if it is a maid, maybe he is a little bit scrupulous, because the maid is a woman, if one day God favors and gives birth to a prince, it is unpredictable that she will gain power.

However, this eunuch is completely different from a spoiled pet, it is just a plaything, and even if it is favored for a while, it will not last long, not to mention that Wei Qi offended Longyan and was sent to the inner court supervisor the first night he served.

This time the punishment was higher and more painful than the previous one.

Wei Qi bit his lips tightly, and blood gushed out from his lips soon.

The little yellow door next to him was afraid that he would bite his tongue in pain, so he took out a towel from his bosom to cover his mouth.

"If you still know what is good or bad, listen to our family's advice and learn some skills of serving people in this inner court supervisor. Only when the holy dragon Yan is happy can we have a better life."

Eunuch Wu looked coldly at Wei Qi's almost fainted face that seemed to be fished out of the water.

Wei Qi's lips were blocked, he couldn't breathe out the pain, his eyesight began to slacken, but before he could find a chance to faint, a ladle of cold water poured down his head.

Wei Qi could not wish to live but could not wish to die, tears finally welled up from his eyes one by one, he looked at Eunuch Wu with hatred, as if he wanted to cut the person in front of him into pieces.

But now he is like an animal waiting to be slaughtered. Eunuch Wu has never seen anyone in the inner court over the years, so how can he be afraid of him.

"For the sake of Eunuch An, our family will give you another piece of advice. Learn obediently. If you don't obey our family, it will be a punishment."

"If you can't spit it out by yourself, then teach it to stay there."

Wei Qi didn't bother to talk to him, just closed his eyes and refused to move.

Eunuch Wu was not in a hurry, and sat on the grand master's chair peacefully drinking tea.

After the two sticks of incense passed, Wei Qi's face became even paler, as if he could not hold on anymore.

Eunuch Wu sneered, and Wei Qi started to move.

He didn't believe that there would be slaves in this world that the inner court supervisor couldn't subdue. It doesn't matter if you are a chaste woman or a literary scholar, if you enter the inner court supervisor, you will become a prostitute.

It really is the best, no wonder the sage is thinking about it, even eunuchs can't help being tempted after seeing this scene.

Wei Qi didn't care about the shame at the moment, the thing and the potion in his intestines made him uncomfortable, and he just wanted to get rid of it quickly.

With a ding, the jade fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Wei Qi was finally free, and fell into a coma out of strength.