Silent Lover

King Zhenbei is full of energy, riding horses to train troops during the day, and sleeping in Shen Yu's courtyard at night.

He seemed to have discovered a novelty, and he was more interested in exploring Shen Yu.

"Dumb... isn't there anything perfect in the world?"

King Zhenbei touched Shen Yu's face back and forth with his fingers, admiring his collection.

Shen Yu felt inferior because he couldn't speak since he was a child, so King Zhenbei probably didn't like him because of it?

"But you're different... It's God who thinks you're flawless and jealous of you, that's why you can't speak."

Zhenbei Wang's mellow voice is the most beautiful love story Shen Yu has ever heard.

His fingers brushed over Shen Yu's lips, and then poked them in. The hot and moist feeling made King Zhenbei half-close his eyes in comfort.

Jiaoyin had taught Shen Yu that the king of Zhenbei was like a wolf and a tiger, with unique tastes, and he was also ruthless in bed.

Shen Yu took the initiative to wrap King Zhenbei's fingers and gently licked them with her tongue according to Mammy's teaching.

"You are charming and innocent, you are really a goblin."

King Zhenbei was satisfied, and he messed with Shen Yu's mouth more wantonly. He was a rough child. After getting the new toy, he wanted to take Shen Yu apart and find out.

King Zhenbei's fingers pressed against Shen Yu's throat, and Shen Yu was so stimulated that he wanted to gag, his nose was sour, and salt water came out of his eyes.

He was very uncomfortable, but he couldn't make an uncomfortable expression. Mammy said that men don't like women with sad faces. They like to see women smile. The more rippling their smiles, the more they can catch a man's heart.

"Huh? You can still laugh. It seems that you are enjoying it." King Zhenbei pushed harder, "How did the dumb man become dumb? This king really wants to know."

Shen Yu couldn't make a sound, his tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably, hanging on his delicate chin, but he still kept a smile on his face.

……

Shen Yu fell into a deep sleep.

After another day of exhaustion, Shen Yu's head hurts a little. In fact, he is in pain all over his body, but he tries his best to get used to it, only to see if he can't hold it any longer.

In the next few days, Shen Yu repeated the torture of the day before yesterday at night, and was called to make things difficult by the princess during the day, but there was no difference day after day.

Shen Yu became weaker day by day. Originally, his face still had a little baby fat, and there was a hint of rosiness on his face. In less than half a month, Shen Yu was so thin that he could touch his bones everywhere. Although his eyes were still bright, his complexion had changed. Pale as paper, he knew that his days would not last long.

Song Qing was left behind by King Zhenbei to take care of his daily life.

The king of Zhenbei never let him eat or wear less, and even treated him very generously. He ordered Shen Yu to be exempted from going to the princess's place every day, and arranged a small stove for him to cook alone.

To be honest, Shen Yu used to be a domestic slave, so how could the food be compared to that in Zhenbei Prince's Mansion?Thousand-year-old ginseng, blood bird's nest, snow clams and other rare treasures were rewarded by King Zhenbei without blinking his eyes.

Although Shen Yu's energy has been drained from his flesh and blood, these great nourishing things hang his life, and he cannot die for a while.

After getting up from his bed, King Zhenbei would bestow gold, silver and jewelry, each of which was priceless, but Shen Yu had no interest, and only asked Song Qing to keep it in a box.

He is a dying person, what is the use of these things?Take it into the coffin?

When it comes to bed matters, Shen Yu is getting more and more proficient. When King Zhenbei hooks his fingers, Shen Yu knows how to serve him. When King Zhenbei pats his buttocks, Shen Yu knows how to change his position.