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"The eldest prince was joking..." Fei Yan lowered his eyes, bowed and took a few steps back, leaning on a tree trunk beside him and said indifferently, "Before Your Majesty... I don't have the right to put my beak on it, besides... the blood oath only recognizes you." Lord, in this life... Fei Yan will be His Majesty's man... There is no other way to think about it."

"There is no unparalleled road." Facing his indifferent rejection, Nanli was not angry, but stared at him with his arms folded and his lips curled up, "There will always be a way."

"This subordinate will leave." Fei Yan sighed inaudibly, turned his head and walked slowly towards Xuanming Hall.

The time for the blood oath attack is approaching, and the pain on his body is beginning to be unbearable like ten thousand ants piercing his heart. The distance to the sleeping hall is not far, but every step he takes seems to be tortured. In this cold night, the sweat has already Quietly drenched his clothes.

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The candlelight in the sleeping hall was very dim, and it was hazy everywhere. Xuanhuang Nanyuan lazily leaned halfway on the gilded soft couch, letting the light and shadow trace his sharp-edged face, but his eyes were full of words. Can't help but feel cold.

"What did they say?"

Nan Yuan snorted unhappily, put his fingers on the wide mahogany handrail, and tapped impatiently, "Have you violated the rules?"

"...uh." The black-clothed shadow guard kneeling under his seat hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and replied cautiously, "The eldest prince just pulled Pavilion Master Feiyan's wrist and said something, because the distance is too long. Far away, the subordinates can't hear clearly."

"Hmph." Nan Yuan snorted coldly, his voice so gloomy that it made people's spine chill, "Back off."

"Yes." The shadow guard kowtowed respectfully, and before he got up, he heard a cautious announcement from the guard outside the door, "Your Majesty, the Lord of the Blood Pavilion asks to see you."

Nan Yuan waved his hand, and the shadow guard's figure flickered, and instantly disappeared into the thick darkness around him.He glanced at the kneeling figure at the gate of the palace, picked up the half cup of herbal tea on the table again, took a sip and said, "Let him wait outside the gate of the palace."

Fei Yan struggled up the white marble steps outside Xuanming Hall, but received an order to wait outside.His eyes were slightly red, and the sweat was dripping from the corner of his forehead unstoppably. The poison of the blood oath had gradually begun to take effect, and the severe pain that could almost tear people apart made him unable to even maintain a standing posture.

"Subordinates...subordinates obey..."

Fei Yan panted desperately, and knelt outside the door of the dormitory carved out of mahogany, but his body curled up into a ball uncontrollably amid violent convulsions.

The feeling of unbearable pain is tearing his mind with one knife after another, that cold-blooded and ruthless arrogant assassin, that bloody leader who kills like hemp, is holding his chest in pain at this moment, begging the master's mercy, begging him To be able to rescue myself from this near-death abyss.

"The fate of betraying me, you don't understand?!"

A cold question suddenly came from the buzzing mind, Fei Yan desperately raised his head, and slowly looked forward with eyes blurred by tears.

On that luxurious bright yellow robe was Nan Yuan's angry face, but at this moment, his cold and stern eyes seemed to be able to pierce him.

"Like Nanli?" Nan Yuan lowered his hand, squeezed his jaw hard to force him to stand up straight, Fei Yan's slender neck was pulled into a seductive curve, and his slightly protruding Adam's apple was in the pain of being unable to breathe. Trembling back and forth, "Or is he young and powerful, more satisfying to you?!"

"Subordinates...no..." Fei Yan opened his mouth, and he answered intermittently while gasping for breath.The heavy wooden door was silently opened, and the dim candlelight reflected on Nan Yuan's strong back through the door, while the shadow in front of him was a daunting and secluded forest.

"It's better to be like this." Nan Yuan curled his lips coldly, picked him up from the bitingly cold jade floor, and walked towards the inner hall with big strides.

……

"what--!"

A hoarse cry came from the sleeping hall. On the gorgeous velvet carpet, Fei Yan was ruthlessly thrown on the ground of the inner hall. Between the soft blankets.

Nan Yuan walked slowly to the couch, took off his outer robe and threw it on the ground. The neckline of the golden tunic was loosely open, revealing a large and tight honey-colored chest.

"Crawl over here." The cold voice came to his ears faintly in the next moment, Fei Yan gritted his teeth and propped up his body, looking at the majestic man sitting in the couch, sweat dripped along the side of his face one by one in front of him on the carpet.

"His Majesty……"

Fei Yan lowered her eyes halfway, and let out a low murmur.Nanyuan has always been cold and stern, and the consequences of angering him will always be unimaginably cruel.He had to try his best to grasp the slender velvet on the ground with his fingers, and move his body forward little by little, but he dragged out a long bloodstain behind him.

"Three times, within half a month, you met Nanli three times." Nanyuan watched him crawling powerlessly at his feet, suddenly bent down and grabbed his arm, pulled him up fiercely, and knelt down in front of his knees, "I didn't want you to experience the pain of this blood oath, but now I really should teach you a long lesson."

"what……"

Fei Yan snorted in pain, opened his eyes blurred by tears and quietly looked at Nan Yuan, he supported his knees, and gently kissed his master's thigh with his blood-colored thin lips. Panting little by little, Tian got up, "Your Majesty, please...give me..."

The heart-piercing pain churned wantonly in the chest and abdomen, and that firm body trembled uncontrollably in Nan Yuan's arms.