Huaigui

The car drove through layers of palace gates and finally stopped outside the North Hall.When Gao Jing got out of the car, his feet went limp for a moment. He Lan Mingyue supported him, and was glared at him again, obviously still not calming down.

But as soon as he returned to the North Hall, the Queen sent someone to summon him, and Gao Jing had no choice but to go to discuss matters with her. Before leaving, he left a harsh sentence "I will clean you up in the evening", He Lanmingyue laughed when he heard it.

The queen didn't seem to like him, and she also complained about Gao Jing's reliance on him, so except for banquets and festivals, Gao Jing's guards to the North Hall would always be replaced by another person.At first he thought it was just the empress who looked down on him and his origin was unknown, but then he realized that if this was the case, the empress would feel at ease.

A ginkgo tree was newly transplanted in the Yaoguang Pavilion. The leaves are green and rustle with the wind.Helan Mingyue sat under the tree, stretched his legs relaxedly, arched his back, stared at the toes of his boots in a daze - he seldom had such a blank moment.

After a while, I started to think about it again.

The car was much narrower than the couch, and he knelt in front of Gao Jing, who had a pair of white and slender legs resting on his shoulders, trembling slightly with his movements, curling up and letting go of his toes, suppressing the voice in his throat.He raised his head, there was a scar on the corner of his mouth, Gao Jing closed his eyes, his cheeks were bright red, and he pressed his fingers on his shoulder, unable to recover for a long time.

Ever since he and Gao Jing had all kinds of absurd/absurd behaviors, He Lanmingyue became more and more confused-what does he really want?Do you want Gao Jing to be inseparable?But it seems that so far they only have physical dependence.

To make matters worse, he gradually became addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

Helan Mingyue rubbed her temples wearily, and thought: Murong Yun is no longer in the palace, and I am afraid that he will be torn face with Prince Yu's mansion in the short term. If Gao Jing is not caught, he will not live to the day when the truth is revealed.

King Longxi, the prophecy, Mr. Chunru was so angry that he missed something...

Is there really a grievance to be exonerated?can he do it

Murong Chunru is untrustworthy, King Yu is unapproachable, if there is anyone in this world who can help him... Suddenly a figure and that person's meaningful eyes appeared in his mind, and he was refreshed.

With things in her mind, He Lan Mingyue had no appetite, and the sore throat didn't feel better until nightfall.

Gao Jing came back even later, he had dinner in the North Hall, he must have eaten very uncomfortable, and his eyes were hindered, so he lay down early.After decocting the medicine, Amang soaked the medicine juice with a white handkerchief and applied it to his eyes.

"Go and call Mingyue here." Gao Jing scolded, "I don't know where she went—"

"His Royal Highness calling me?"

He leaned against the door and responded with a smile.

Gao Jing knew he had been played by him, so he snorted coldly and lay down on his own.He couldn't see it, the room was filled with the smell of medicine, He Lan's footsteps approached and stopped beside him, Gao Jingcai said, "Have you washed it?"

"Ah."

"You had a good night." Gao Jing complained, He Lan Mingyue stopped him from touching the medicine towel, and slapped his hand angrily, "Take off your clothes and roll up."

Helan Mingyue said "hmm" again, she took off her bodyguard uniform as she said, and knelt down beside the bed wearing only her middle clothes.After hesitating for a while, he saw Gao Jing moved inward, shook off another thin blanket at the end of the bed, and hugged Gao Jing through the delicately embroidered quilt, the tip of his nose was filled with the slightly bitter smell of medicine.

It takes enough time, Gao Jing can't move around during this period, he feels that He Lan Mingyue is approaching but holding him in a proper manner, he is a little impatient but he is not ashamed to say it outright.There was a scent of soap on his clothes, always reminding Gao Jing and Gao Jing of their different identities.

The sound of breathing was soft, Gao Jing listened for a while: "Are you asleep?"

"I'll help you change your medicine in a while, I don't dare to sleep." He Lan said lazily, his tone made Gao Jing lean towards him happily, and he leaned forward and bit the other person's chin.

"You are really, like a dog." Gao Jing laughed, and lifted the quilt, "Lie in."

It is not yet the hottest time of the year, and the night is breezy.The candles in the bedroom are extinguished, and the flower branches outside the window are reflected on the ground, obliquely pressing out the lingering outline.The medicine towel was removed from the eyelashes and thrown to the ground to cover the mottled shadow, and then they kissed together almost logically.

Gao Jing was wearing thin clothes, and He Lan Mingyue touched his body through the smooth satin, pinching his comfortable places, constantly stimulating his waist and legs.Like a cat whose fur has been patted, Gao Jing whined softly, put his arms around He Lan Mingyue's neck, and sent himself into his arms.

He is the softest when he can't see, and it's only at this time that he obediently relies on Helan.He wants to get lust satisfaction from Helan, and these are things that no woman can give.

Helan Mingyue wanted to understand this, and felt that Gao Jing was hateful.But he just got pleasure out of it, so he hates himself who is rashly swayed by desire.

He pinched the soft flesh with his fingers resting on Gao Jing's inner thigh, and commanded sharply, "Open it."

Gao Jing made a strange "ah" sound, and wanted to prop up his upper body to look at him, but He Lan Mingyue pushed his collarbone onto the bed, and he had to let him pull both legs forward until they got stuck in the hollow of his lower abdomen .It was already hard, and when he pressed close to his wet hole with warmth, the fingers inside withdrew.

Helan Mingyue remembered Gao Jing's resistance last time, and casually rubbed the clear liquid and melted grease on the blanket.He caught a glimpse of the exquisitely embroidered crane, and Gao Jing's fragile appearance was exactly like it, only more colorful, different from the boy he saw at first—he had also grown up, his Adam's apple became obvious, his legs were more slender, his waist and abdomen were flexible, There is a youthful outline on the shoulders.

This change made Helan Mingyue inexplicably unhappy.

He half hugged Gao Jing, pressed against Gao Jing's ear, took a bite first, and pushed the opening and closing acupoints little by little while the other person was panting violently, feeling the moistness and tightness there, sucking so that He Lan frowned and sighed .

"Your Highness, have you failed your studies?" He said in a low voice, and when he heard Gao Jing laughing, he became more depressed, slowly thrusting and thrusting, licking his tongue in the ear, speaking obscene words.

"I heard from others that the more you fuck, the looser you become. Why is your Highness still so tight?"

Gao Jing couldn't stand what he said, pushed Helan Mingyue, and wanted to reprimand him, but he was hit hard from scalp to toe with a feeling of icy coolness, his breathing almost stopped, his mouth was open, and his mind went blank.

Then came the twitching of the same frequency, deep and shallow, all on the most terrible part of him.When he opened his eyes, he could only see a blurry shadow, but there were clearly a pair of light gray eyes staring at him.

Gao Jing stretched out his hand, He Lan Mingyue pulled him and hugged his back.

The wound on the scapula that will last a lifetime is vivid to the touch at this moment, reminding Gao Jing that he is having sex with a low-class man who was born as a slave. The psychological humiliation and continuous physical pleasure are like ice and fire.Helan Mingyue was also panting, sweating, buried her head in kissing Gao Jing, took his tongue in her mouth, and pushed it deep into her throat.

"It's too deep..." Gao Jing called him vaguely, but catered to him.

First, she teased him head-on for a while, but He Lan Mingyue was still not happy, so she patted Gao Jing's butt, and whispered in his surprised expression: "Your Highness, can you turn around?"

Gao Jing immediately understood what he meant, and after thinking about it, he stuck his throat: "No, you don't want me to kneel...I don't want to kneel you..."

The soft tone comforted He Lan Mingyue strangely, he smiled, spread Gao Jing's legs further apart, and stuck closer to him.While inserting him, He Lan turned his head and kissed the protruding bone of Gao Jing's knee. He touched the place where the two were connected and tried to reach in. When he felt that Gao Jing was in pain, he pressed lightly and heavily on the edge instead. , should be in-depth frequency.

It was slow at first, then gradually faster, and even the spacious bed made an unbearable noise.

Gao Jing's groans were intermittent, and then he didn't even have a sound, and he kept gasping, leaving only a little unbearable breathing, which made people feel that he was almost unconscious because of the comfort.

Like a violent storm, the moonlight outside the window was hidden behind thick clouds, and the shadows of the chaotic flowers and branches disappeared.

Silently, he thrust hard twice, and then shot into the Gaojing acupoint, his genitals still twitched from time to time in the aftertaste of the orgasm, He Lanmingyue returned to his sanity first.

Before Gao Jing shot, he swayed his waist, and wrapped one hand around Gao Jing's palm in front of him and stroked it.

"Hmm..." He raised his neck and let out a yelp, Gao Jing was kissed on the throat by him to climax.He blinked, under the dim quilt, he could suddenly see He Lan Mingyue's tight waistline.

There were two strands of loose hair wrapped around his fingers, and Gao Jing's neck had traces of being kissed by him, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Why are you so cruel today? You're going to kill me..."

He Lan Mingyue kissed him: "Doesn't Your Highness just like this?"

Gao Jing kissed back with a smile, and put his hand on the back and touched it around.He thought that Gao Jing was just an afterthought, and was about to grab the hand of the other party's mischief. He felt that Gao Jing deliberately followed the outline of the slave mark, from top to bottom, passed the two scars, and finally hugged his waist , leaning against his chest.

He Lan Mingyue's lips twitched, and she couldn't help shouting, "Your Highness?"

His Highness responded, and suddenly asked a strange question: "Does the wound on your back still hurt now?"

When we met for the first time, he fell from the treetop because of Gao Jing, but none of the crowd gathered around him and looked at him.

In just a few years, it was like a horse in a gap, a fire in a stone, but after the tenderness passed, it was Gao Jing who noticed the scar. He didn't care about the origin or the reason, but only asked if it still hurts now.

At this moment, my heart skipped a beat, and then I couldn't go back to the previous frequency.

He clearly shouldn't have feelings for Gao Jing.

After a long time, the person in her arms was about to fall asleep without getting an answer, and He Lan Mingyue said softly: "It doesn't hurt anymore... I don't feel it anymore."

"It must have hurt in the past." Gao Jing murmured, his consciousness was lax, and he probably didn't know what he was talking about, "No wonder Father hates slavery... If you don't have this scar, I don't know how beautiful you are..."

"But without this scar, I wouldn't be able to meet His Highness." He Lan said, whispering so that the evening wind blew away.

He told himself that the dark secret was bright, but when he lowered his head, Gao Jing had already fallen asleep.

Helan Mingyue smiled, got out of bed and took a warm handkerchief to wipe off the marks for him.

The next day after taking a rest, when Amang went into the dormitory with breakfast, Gao Jing was still lying in Helan Mingyue's arms and listening to him read a book, with his eyes slightly closed.The clothes of the person being leaned on were opened, exposing the lean but not exaggerated muscles in the chest and abdomen. The posture was slack, but the expression was extremely serious, pointing to lines of words with his fingers.

He Lan Mingyue stumbled and stumbled in reading the classics of the previous dynasty, but Gao Jing didn't correct him. After hearing him give up on himself after reading, he tilted his head and corrected his pronunciation.

Amang didn't disturb them, quietly put down his food and closed the door to leave.He Lan Mingyue picked up the bowl of porridge, and scooped up a spoonful while hugging Gao Jing in front of her body: "Your Highness?"

The summer lotus leaf soup has been kept at the most suitable temperature for the entrance. Gao Jing lazily opened his mouth, took a couple of sips, frowned and waved his hands: "You can eat."

Helan Mingyue didn't eat anything last night, after hearing what he said, he drank it up like a stream, and put the empty bowl aside.

Gao Jing originally wanted to hear him continue his studies, but he still had doubts in his heart. After sitting up, he took out a coat and put it on, straightening his eyebrows and eyes: "I wanted to ask you something yesterday... Is there something difficult to say in the recent hesitation? ?”

Helan Mingyue was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect to be seen through by him, and immediately denied: "No."

Gao Jingdao: "At any rate, you are a lonely person now. If you need to help me with anything, you can ask. Gu is the prince at any rate. Could it be that you can't help with even a little favor?"

He Lan Mingyue deliberately probed: "Your Highness, do you know the King of Longxi?"

"Huh?" Gao Jing was stunned, and then closed his eyes and recalled, "This is a title. It was granted to He Lanbo by Emperor Daowu when he founded the country. The fief is located in the west of Yinzhou and Xiazhou, with a total of [-] cities. The title is hereditary. , each term has the responsibility of guarding the northwest, and he also leads an army. I remember...it is called the Western Army."

He Lan Mingyue nodded: "Why is it gone now?"

Gao Jing looked at him in surprise, and said, "Don't you know? Sixteen years ago, the king of Longxi, He Lanmaojia, pacified the regiment of the Queen of Chu in the south. Suppression. Later, he committed suicide in fear of crime, and the title of the King of Longxi was cut, and the Western Army naturally ceased to exist—why ask this?”

Hearing the words "suicide in fear of crime", He Lan Mingyue's eyes were slightly sour, and she shook her head calmly on the surface: "It's just that I heard... there seems to be something hidden in it, and His Majesty doesn't like to mention it."

Gao Jing didn't see anything unusual, he hooked his chin and teased, "What's the secret? I can only guess, King Longxi..." His voice dropped, "The King Longxi and King Yu are cousins. I heard that young people often live in the palace. , and my father are like brothers and sisters, very close, but I did that..."

Betrayed by someone you trust so much, so far, your vitality has been greatly injured, and it seems understandable to hate the other party so much.

Gao Jing finally reminded: "Although it is not taboo, it involves a lot after all. It is the biggest blow to the father and emperor after he came to power, so that no one mentions it afterwards. Since you have nothing to do with it, don't ask it again in the future."

Helan Mingyue nodded.

He thought about it, and finally couldn't hold back and said: "Your Highness, if you encounter this kind of thing, will you kill me?"

Gao Jing looked at him suddenly strangely: "What's the matter?"

"Being betrayed is like the King of Longxi back then." He Lan Mingyue didn't dare to look directly at him, and forced herself to say this as naturally and innocently as possible.

The laziness between Gao Jing's brows subsided little by little, gradually becoming colder, and his voice was as cold as frost and snow: "Helan Mingyue, Gu hates firstly being deceived and secondly being betrayed. Gu will be more ruthless than father."

He Lan Mingyue's eyelashes trembled: "But there is no room for change in doing this."

Gao Jing said coldly: "Could it be possible that Gu Chenggu still has to forgive the traitor?"

What he said was so good that He Lan Mingyue was completely at a loss.

Helan Maojia committed crimes on his own, what position and qualifications does he have to seek justice?It is impossible for him to tell Gao Jing that all this is wronged, and it has nothing to do with Gao Jing.

Fortunately, not long after, he finally had the opportunity to meet Xu Xin.

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