Imperial City

The emperor let out a deep chuckle from his throat.

"What's wrong?" He clenched his palms into fists, propped his forehead and leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes rested leisurely on Wei Qi, "what's wrong with you?"

Wei Qi was speechless, tossing and turning over and over just begging for mercy.

"The people in the house have taught you well, so I should reward you." He lifted his foot and stepped lightly on Xiao Fangzi's sweaty and slippery back. The bright yellow brocade short boots were full of dragon patterns, and the texture was very soft. The coldness made the latter flexible. Limbs sway like water snakes, wanting to avoid but also seeming to cater to, moan-groaning and seduce-people.

This one is really a daring Hu Meizi, and after only going to the inner court supervisor for a while, he has learned five or six points in seducing people.

The emperor wanted to get up, and kicked the man's back, "Get over here and serve me."

Xiao Fangzi turned around and crawled forward.

Wei Qi's eyes were hot, so astringent that he almost shed tears.

It's not humiliating him, it's humiliating me.

Wei Qi was so shocked that he couldn't speak anymore, his face was full of pain, he shook his head and closed his eyes, a tear finally fell down his eyelashes, and the wet traces meandered down.

Gee.

The emperor stared at the dripping beads on his horrified pale face, his eyes deepened.

Xiao Fangzi endured silently, raised his eyes to look up at the conquering king, still obsessed.

Wei Qi opened his eyes and was about to retreat, but his eyes met with the Son of Heaven, the imminence and cruelty and indifference in it were burning like black iron, sharp like a sword, stabbing him limply to the ground, and fled in a hurry.

Want to escape but can't escape.

"Where are you going?" The voice was terrifying, echoing in the empty Nuan Pavilion, like black and white impermanence searching for one's life.

"Did I tell you to retreat?"

"Get over here."

No, no, no. . .

Wei Qi's eyes were blurred, he shook his head in a daze, his eyes were full of fear and panic, he kept crawling back and forth to hide.

Oh, this is scary.

The emperor kicked away the person in front of him, got up and walked a few steps to him, grabbed his slender neck, picked it up, threw it on his shoulder, and carried it away.

Wei Qi was dizzy and coughed continuously.

With his eyes turned upside down, he was thrown onto the soft bed.

ah. . .ah. . .

Wei Qi couldn't make a sound, and retreated to the corner of the bed with his elbows collapsed.

The emperor raised his lips and smiled, and leaned over to get close to Linglong's smooth ankle.

"What are you hiding, I'm sorry for you today." His fingers stroked Wei Qi's pale lips with extremely gentle force.

"Roll down."

Xiao Fangzi climbed up with soft legs.

Wei Qi covered the emperor's right palm clasping his ankle with both hands, begging for mercy repeatedly,

"No, no, no...don't." The face was wet with tears, the black hair covered the eyes, the pure white underwear was loose, the cuffs of the underwear were wide and thin, and the slender white legs were exposed to the light, which was really lovable.

It's a pity that the emperor has made up his mind tonight, and he won't give up unless he takes in his subordinates.

Xiao Fangzi approached, knelt down to the side, the emperor raised his feet to lower his upper body, and the latter lifted up with this force.

"Please...please..." Wei Qi covered his face with his hands, pleading bitterly.

The emperor opened his palm, pinched the man's jaw and raised it, with a dark tone.

"Like it? Like it."

"You also look at how you are lucky in your daily life, learn from it."

"Slave...wrong." Wei Qi was in pain.

"Wrong?" The emperor leaned close to him, breathing hot air.

"How could you know your mistake? You Wei Qi is very bold!"

"The concubines in my harem are like a cloud, all of them are beautiful and docile. Why do you need a servant to worry about me, play one trick and send the other to Longta!"

Xiao Fangzi closed his eyes and buried his face in the mattress.

The emperor lifted his hem, Wei Qi was shocked and hurried to stop him.

When the palm touched something hot, it retracted as if it was scalding.

The emperor grabbed it and dragged it back with one palm.

With a muffled grunt, he became more and more moved.

Wei Qi's hands were hot, but his waist touched another person's soft flesh, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

He was anxious and at a loss.

Tonight is a nightmare.

"Do you want to be together?" The emperor smiled happily, "Then let's go together."

This is a rare madness in the emperor's heart. It has been suppressed for many years. Once the beast breaks through the iron fence, the prey will not return to the nest without eating.

"No, no, don't." Wei Qi stood in the middle, crying heartbreakingly, this time he really cried bitterly.

"Wei Qi." The emperor pressed his fingers against his face, slowly moving his fingers, wiping away his tears.

"It's because I pampered you so much that you forgot who I am and your own identity." The emperor sighed pitifully.

The former is like enlightenment, and he suddenly wakes up.

It's his fault.

He forgot what a king and a servant are.

The warnings from the ancestors in the Shoukang Palace, the heart-to-heart confiding of the rich brother in the inner court supervisor, the kind words and persuasion from Lord Anye in the side courtyard, the [-]-slap punishment from the empress master in the main hall of the Kunning Palace, and the two dead maids of honor, all of them were hurt. Failed to stop him.

Only because of the forgiveness bestowed by the emperor for the first time in Dongnuan Pavilion in the past six months, the indulgent caresses in the room, the leniency of the inner court supervisor, the rewards given twice, promoted to the scented tea that the personal servant drank at night And teasing, his own awkwardness and his compromise with a smile.

All these things made him forget that the man in front of him was an emperor.

Wei Qi finally regretted it.

How could he make such a big mistake, trying to sway an emperor in vain.

He cried until his voice was hoarse, the front of his obscene clothes was soaked, he couldn't move his hands, he could only bump into the emperor's arms, and his lower abdomen was inevitably pressed against the latter's knees.

"Master...Master...my son, this slave will die!" He finally remembered why the emperor had forgiven him the first time.

But this time the person said, "It's too late."

He stared at Wei Qi's red and swollen eyes, and with his palm still pressed against Wei Qi's wet face, he repeated softly, "Wei Qi, it's late."

Repeatedly committing crimes, trampled on my connivance to you, and didn't cherish it. Can the emperor's will be spoiled at will? Since I give it easily, I can take it back at any time.

It's too late, just bear it.

With one blow, Wei Qi was thrown into Abi Hell, deep into the eighteenth floor, how could he be a human again.

"Come on!" The emperor let go of his hand and called out.

"Ah... ah... a slave...here." Even Anxi was afraid, who could come to save her.

"The lowly slave in the inner court who lived with Wei Qi had the idea of ​​injustice, acted recklessly, committed an unforgivable crime, and was executed on the spot! Those of equal value, such as Ru Can (such as the father-in-law), were blind and deaf, trying to cover up and deceive the king. I read that he has served for many years, and he was exonerated from the death penalty, with a staff of twenty, and was relegated to the outer court sweeper, and the personal servants who were on duty at night each had ten staff, and their three-month salary was deducted."

"Hey." Everyone knelt down.

The wrath of the thunder king is not about not punishing, not not killing, but not being provoked, and it will be fatal in one day.

Xiao Fangzi turned his head in horror, the emperor's face sank like water, there was no joke

"Then... where's the servant?" Wei Qi asked in a low voice, his face ashen ashes.

The emperor laughed again, "How do you want me to punish you?" The whisper was like the coaxing of a lover.

Wei Qi was scared.

"Slave...a death penalty." The tears couldn't stop falling down, they couldn't be blocked, why couldn't they flow endlessly?

That's right, after tonight there will be no more Wei Qi in the world, and if anyone other than close friends will cry bitterly, just cry for yourself first.

But the emperor said, "You don't have to die."

Wei Qi looked up in a daze.

"I don't need you to die right now."

"You just have to watch him die."

"You two are so similar."

"He died for you."

How cruel.

Sentence after sentence, whether it is haunted by evil spirits or cast by demons.

"No, no, no."

Since he can let me go, why can't he also let him go, and want me to bear this life all the time in the future, and the guilt will follow me forever? !

"No, no, no..." He grabbed the emperor's arm, "I...can't...slaves can't..."

I can't live like this in the future.

Wei Qi spoke incoherently and raised his head to beg.

"Take people." The emperor ordered.

"Hey." An Xi led the people in.

The servant took away the huddled Xiao Fangzi, who still seemed to be in a dream, and only after walking a few feet away did he plead pitifully.

"Your Majesty! No, no, please spare this servant! Slave..." The servant stuffed a piece of cotton cloth into his mouth and dragged it out expressionlessly.

Sitting in the arms of the emperor, his eyes were cold and unmoved.

The three souls and seven souls of the person in his arms were all lost, and he tightly hugged that hard arm and did not let go.

"Forgive... let him... forgive me... Wrong, wrong, master."

On the two long benches outside the house lay two scapegoats, and the hearts of those who were safe and sound inside the house were like frying fire.

Blood stained the bluestone floor in the courtyard of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, everyone knelt down and shivered, their wailing overflowed from their gagged mouths, and gradually became subdued.

"Why?" Xiao Fangzi didn't understand.

I like you, no one likes you more than me, don't you remember me?He is just a cheap slave who doesn't know good and bad, how can he get your pity.

Severe pain came from behind him, but he vaguely recalled the most precious images hidden in his heart.

The handsome prince's tone was gentle but majestic, his face was as sharp and deep as a knife, his eyes were much brighter than now, he said: "There is such a young man in the palace who dares to do wrong things in front of the emperor."

"Come here, cut off this man's head."

The guard chopped it off with a knife, and the blood filled his eyes.

But he didn't feel scared, he just looked up at the people not far away through the blood mist.

He is really like a god, his boots are so white, not even a drop of blood is stained on them.

But...he forgot about me, forgot me as a slave.

"Please, please!" The begging voice of another person inside came faintly.

Xiao Fangzi closed his eyes.

The dull sound of hammering the stick to the flesh hit his heart, but he couldn't be forgiven no matter what, Wei Qi was desperate.

Abandoning his hands, he resolutely hit the corner of the bed.

You don't need to die right now.

If you don't die tonight, you know you can't die tomorrow, and if you don't die tomorrow, you can live the day after tomorrow. The heart of the emperor is so unfathomable.

It's better to live in panic than to take someone's life!

Wei Qi was too scared.

The emperor's arms lost warmth, the corners of his eyes flashed white, and his heart rhythm was disturbed.

Push too hard.

The gods also sighed, a bad fate, the emperor of the world, why insist on not letting go?

The emperor glared at the group of limp people in his arms, and raised his arms to check for his breath, but his hands were shaking.

Still breathing.

How about strangling to death together now!

Wei Qi closed his eyes and murmured in pain.

After speaking, he passed out.

The emperor let go of the hand that was gripping his neck, gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "Anxi!"

"Hey, the servant is here." Anxi entered the room, pale with shock, and hurried forward a few steps to the front of the collapse.

"Doctor Xuan."

"Whoo."

An Xi thought in his heart: Fortunately, you are still smart, you will faint by yourself first, if not how will it end tonight, alas, bad luck.

The fighting in the courtyard was stopped, and if everyone fainted, who would they call again?

Wei Qi's vivid and clear eyes were tightly closed, and the corners of his eyes were especially watery, his delicate nose was flushed, with a few lines of mucus hanging from his nose, his lips were pale and dry, and his long hair wet the emperor's sleeves.

The emperor closed his eyes helplessly.

Absurd farce scattered.