debt repayment

"...The western city suffered the most losses, with more than 30 dead and more than [-] injured. Fortunately, it has been completely controlled now, and the food shortage in the east of the city has been replenished a few days ago. This is what His Majesty sent to inform His Highness All sentiments."

Song Huiming stood in front of Song Hui'an with his head down, and when he saw Song Hui'an's golden silk boots shaking, he knew he was absent-minded.Song Hui'an heard that he had finally finished talking, and was afraid that he would spoil the air in the East Palace by staying another moment, and just about to speak to drive people away, Song Huiming said: "Your Highness, I still have something to tell you."

Song Hui'an stopped playing with the sachet for a moment.

"What's the matter?"

"Private business."

"My palace won't listen. King Jian, please come back."

"temple……"

"Please come back!"

Song Huiming smiled and said, "Your Highness, on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, I..."

Song Hui'an's face changed suddenly, as if he was facing an enemy, he straightened up from the reclining chair, and sternly said to the eunuch Gong'e who was waiting in the room: "Everyone go down to me, without me, not a single mosquito is allowed to come in."

Gong'e and eunuchs should all agree, so they filed out, closed the doors and windows very tactfully, and retreated a little further.

Seeing his great reaction, Song Huiming couldn't help laughing and said, "I am really flattered that Your Highness has given me the treatment of meeting alone."

Song Hui'an sneered: "King Jian is the elder brother of the palace after all, and the family ugliness must not be publicized."

Song Huiming raised his head and looked straight at him: "Your Highness is sympathetic to this minister, and I am very frightened."

He said so, but his eyes were burning like a torch, as if he was going to swallow Song Hui'an, how could he see the slightest panic?

Here it is again, this look again.It is exactly the same as the one on the small boat in the middle of the lake on the mid-autumn night.

It was the eyes of a beast looking at its prey, a mixture of aggression, possessiveness and appetite, which made Song Hui'an feel terrified.

From Song Huiming's piercing black pupils, he saw naked, undisguised playfulness, as if he was not sitting on a recliner in the East Palace, but a warm bed in the Golden House for the owner.

This bastard doesn't take his prince status seriously at all!

Scattered fragments of memory flashed through his mind, and the beautiful young man was furious: "What are you trying to do by looking at Bengong so rudely?!"

"Your Highness, I said to Your Highness during the Autumn Night that I only hope that Your Highness will not disappoint my wishes. Your Highness will give you a big gift in the future. Naturally, I will send Your Highness a gift in return."

Seeing him approaching suddenly, Song Huiming stood up abruptly, glared at him and said sharply, "What are you going to do?! Back off, back off!"

Song Huiming strode forward, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, clasped his hands with the other with the force of lightning, pulled his arms, and pulled him in front of him.

Song Hui'an was out of reach, and was restrained by him in the blink of an eye.

Song Huiming lowered his head slightly and breathed behind the beauty's ear. Song Hui'an's hair stood on end, he shook all over, and then struggled violently. His legs kicked and trampled on Song Huiming's calves and feet. Song Huiming saw him like a wild cat with fried hair , not wanting to be an unlucky ghost who got scratched for teasing cats, so he raised his knees slightly, charged up and hit Song Hui'an on both legs, Song Hui'an was so painful that he couldn't even curse, he could only look up There was a hiss, and he took a breath. When he recovered, Song Huiming had already lifted his whole body, and no matter how he moved, he couldn't make waves.

"Bold, you are presumptuous!!!"

Song Huiming chuckled in his ear: "Your Highness, please take care of the madman. If Your Highness wants to call someone, just call the palace guards outside to come in, so that they can all see how His Highness is helpless and at the mercy of others. Your Highness agrees." how?"

Song Hui'an glared angrily, and his face like a thin powder was suddenly stained with a blush of both anger and shame. He insisted on calling for outsiders to come in and chop Song Huiming into pieces, and fell into a silent panting.Song Huiming looked down, and he could see a sweaty thin cloud burning very close to him.

Dead bastard!

"It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't want outsiders to know about the matter between the minister and His Highness." He smiled lowly.

The man who was clamped gritted his teeth: "...you bastard! What the hell are you trying to do?!"

"...Your Highness, there is a compartment in your study, let's talk in detail inside."

Song Hui'an was trembling with anger, Song Huiming dragged him and dragged him all the way into the cubicle where he usually used to take a nap.Song Huiming locked the door without hesitation, wrapped him in his arms, ignored his struggle and bit, bowed his head and kissed him.

"Woo! Mmm..."

Song Hui'an's eyes were full of gold stars, the more he struggled, the more Song Huiming's iron arms wrapped around him, Song Huiming kissed him until he was about to suffocate, and Song Huiming let him go.

He was out of breath and unable to move, he could only stare at him fiercely, wishing to tear this bastard who insulted him to pieces.

Song Huiming's breath became heavier, and he looked at the angry face of the beauty in front of him with a smile, and chuckled: "Your Highness, I have a big treasure for you."

Song Hui'an's face was red and his ears were red. These dirty words were actually spoken for him!

"Song Huiming!" He suppressed his anger and cursed in a low voice, "You are a fucking beast, you are crazy!"

"In terms of punishing the heart, His Royal Highness is better than the minister. If you can play dragon and phoenix with your Highness, the minister is worth a hundred blood boxes."

……

Raw rice and cooked rice, go to the clouds and rain together.He and Song Hui'an had a good time going out, and successfully went to Wushan. Although there was cloud and rain, for the time being, the pot broke and the rice was ruined, and the rice could not be cooked.

Song Huian lay back on the chair, his erratic gaze immediately turned into a knife when he saw Song Huiming, his lips trembled, and it took a long time for him to tremble and utter a sonorous sentence: "Song Huiming, I am caonima. caonima!"

You wait for me, even if my hands and feet are cut off, my muscles and bones are turned into mud, and I am half alive, I will bite you to death!

"Okay, good success, save yourself, your fingers are curled up because of exhaustion, where do you have the strength to do other things?"

Song Huiming cleaned up Xiao's long-cherished tender meat, and now he was in a good mood. He cleaned up the mess on his body, picked up the scattered clothes, and dressed him very thoughtfully.

Although he didn't serve people, he still looked good. He cleaned Song Hui'an's clothes as if they hadn't been messed up, wiped off the sweat and tears on his face with a handkerchief, and straightened his hair.When his fingers were close to Song Hui'an's face, Song Hui'an gave him a vicious look again, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were moist, fierce, and there was a taste of smoky and charming.

Seeing this, Song Huiming laughed with a "puchi" and said, "His Royal Highness, we are already husband and wife, but His Highness disregards affection and speaks vulgarly to my minister. I am so sad."

"Even the fierce girl who was raped in the drama knows how to practice martial arts to take revenge and punish villains, is it possible that my palace is not as good as the dummy in the drama, and still loves King Jian regardless of past suspicions?" Song Hui'an sneered, "This What Gong said is not pleasant, reluctance is just reluctance, being forced to conscript, suddenly filled with love for no reason, like being drugged, it is simply bewitched! Where did such a good thing come from in the world? King Jian is afraid It's because I'm living in the old drama and I can't get out, go out and find a basin of cold water to sober up."

"Hey, His Highness the Crown Prince is quite strong. It seems that I didn't serve His Highness well. I will try my best next time."

Seeing that Song Hui'an was about to curse, Song Huiming hurriedly held his face and kissed him again.

This beauty still doesn't know how to treat him well, and if she provokes him again, she may be worse than the tragic characters in the old dramas.

"Um……"

He made a very low nasal sound. In the previous forced bed affairs, men preferred this kind of deep kiss that seemed to make him breathless.But he doesn't like it.

The man's kiss was domineering and powerful, making him uncomfortable like a real intrusion. Song Huiming pinched his chin with a strong hand, Song Huian snorted, and he pushed him dissatisfiedly, but was hugged tightly again.

In an instant, he remembered the hot hug just now.Song Huiming knew that he was tired, so he let go of him after a while, looked at his flushed face, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, stop making trouble, we have chatted for too long in the study, and we have lost the status of His Royal Highness."

Song Hui'an said: "Why don't you let me go soon?"

Song Huiming picked him up, sat on the chair by himself, and let him sit on his lap.Song Hui'an was surrounded by him.

Song Hui'an had had enough of his brown candy-like rogue virtue, and knew that the more he resisted, the more trouble he would cause, so he only pinched his hand symbolically.

The man behind him took a deep breath, and exhaled the scorching breath behind his ear: "Wait a minute, Your Highness is still weak, and I'm afraid that if you let go, His Highness stood up because he was trying to be brave, and he wanted to make a joke in front of the servants."

This is not a good thing you bastard did!

Song Hui'an's face was turning green, and Song Huiming had tasted the sweetness, and now he couldn't let go of the soft, thin piece of meat on the back of his neck.

He could feel the man's lips pressing against him, slowly slicking, even leaving moist and warm hickey marks, not provocative, but enough to arouse the trembling in his subconscious, calling out the jumping, frightening , what is buried beneath the humiliation.

He trembled all over, lowered his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "...stop."

The man let go of his neck, resting his chin lightly on his shoulder.

The two bodies, which have not yet receded from the heat, are still hugging each other.Song Hui'an frowned, and lightly pinched his hand locked around his waist: "That's enough, let me go."

His attitude was cold, he couldn't hide his hoarse voice and moist red eyes, and even his speaking attitude seemed to be subdued.Song Huiming still has self-knowledge, knowing that he is not a paper man who will be obedient after a night's sleep in old dramas, and he only shows his weakness because he is exhausted physically and mentally.

The phoenix bird, which is temporarily sleeping outside, is far from a house sparrow that can open its belly and let others play with it.

Where Song Hui'an couldn't see, the dangerous man squinted his eyes, thinking that it would take a while before he could break his wings, cut off his tail feathers, and make him a cripple who could never leave his owner again.

"Your Highness, you'd better rest for a while. Don't you feel more comfortable holding you in my arms?"

Really shameless!

Forget it, this bastard is just a meat cushion at best, since he is willing to let him be used as an object, he will accept it.