Love Addiction: Raising an Apprentice as a Pet

Chapter 240 The Death of Sikong

Emperor Longxuan vented his desire on Sikong's body to the fullest, regardless of whether his body could bear it or not. All he could think about was Ling Luping's detached fairy appearance when he left, and his cold and cold appearance. His handsome appearance, everything is provoking his desire.

This is probably what you can't ask for, and it's the most precious thing. He really doesn't have any thoughts about Sikong at this time, and some of it is probably just a purely physical relationship, and there is that layer of excitement of father and son messing around.

Sikong's hands were bound on the dragon chair, because Emperor Longxuan's impact was too violent, making his white and immature wrists red with blood, burning with pain, and numb due to stagnation of qi and blood. However, the stimulation of this wrist was not the strongest, it was his lower body that was really traumatized.

When Emperor Longxuan invaded, he hadn't opened up and lubricated at all, and the small hole in his lower body was completely unprepared. When he directly raised his gun and stabbed it in, he clearly felt the bursts of grief from his lower body, which was as silky as silk. The sound of tearing, accompanied by severe pain, rushed straight to his four feet.

How much he wanted to pass out directly, but, unfortunately, he was in such a spirit, under the encroachment of Emperor Longxuan, he was slowly brought up with pleasure, he seemed to be dead, such a self was so strange, His heart is also very painful, his father actually only has sex, only desire, and nothing else to him. Could it be that there is no affection between lovers, even the affection between father and son?

Sikong was in despair, he didn't have the strength to fight for anything anymore, those original plans full of motivation, and his imposing aura completely disappeared under Emperor Longxuan's pressure.

Finally, after a long thrusting movement, Emperor Longxuan let out a low growl in satisfaction, thrust his waist once again, sprinkled all his hot seeds into Sikong's small hole, and then stood up straight After tidying up his body a little, he turned and left, completely ignoring Sikong who was hurt physically and mentally at this time.

Sikong was thrown on this attic by Emperor Longxuan in this way. The exquisite and luxurious brocade robe on his body had been torn into pieces, and his fair and tender skin was covered with traces of bruises. It was the small hole in his lower body, the shape of the hole was no longer discernible, and the red and white liquid was flowing out, dyeing all the clothes under his body with this gorgeous color.

At this time, the moon was in the sky, the night was getting darker, the breeze was blowing, and it was already accompanied by a slight coolness. Gently stroking his skin exposed to the air, it made him feel bursts of bone-piercing smell, Sikong His sanity began to slowly slacken, and he felt drowsy, as if he had seen the happy days of his childhood. At that time, his mother was still there, and his father loved him very much.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but the meaning was unclear, and then he fell directly into the darkness. At this time, the night was thick.

On the second day, when Chang Kong woke up, the news of the sudden death of the First Prince Sikong was spreading throughout the palace, his astonishment was probably not enough to describe Chang Kong's mood at this time.

Are you kidding me?Isn't Sikong controlling his father, no, isn't he being pampered?How, how could it be possible to die suddenly like this?Although it was not a pity for Sikong's sudden death, this, some unexpected things happened suddenly, and Changkong felt a little caught off guard.

So, without taking care of breakfast, Changkong rushed to Longxuan Hall. He wanted to ask for clarification, but in the middle of the trip, there was no accident. He saw his other brothers, Feikong and Wankong. Lamkong, who has been away for many years, has already gathered all the staff.

"Good morning, two imperial brothers." Chang Kong greeted them at the first time, and then fell silent. The expressions on the faces of the two of them were also uncertain, and Qing Jun sighed lightly, and stepped on the ground directly. Step by step, continue to walk towards Longxuan Hall.

"Follow me." Wankong said softly when he passed by Changkong, which instantly warmed Changkong's heart. He thought, maybe the relationship between their brothers might really have a turning point .

So, with a slight smile, he quickly followed.However, before he took a few steps, the smile on his face sank directly.

On the steps made of white jade, there is a huge coffin made of spar. It is engraved with delicate dragon patterns, and there are blossoming flowers symbolizing the underworld. This is Sikong's coffin. At a glance, he knew that the rumor was true, that Sikong had really fallen.

Just, why?

Yesterday, he was clearly still such a healthy person, why did he die after only one night?Changkong looked up at Wankong and Feikong who were standing beside him, similarly, their faces were full of doubt and astonishment.

Those who came with them, and those ministers, the grief on their faces was extremely false, and they knelt down all the time, occupying all the open space in front of Longxuan Hall. , and a group of concubines were kneeling, covering their faces and crying.

Just, why are you crying?

Chang Kong sneered, the women in the harem had already changed from group to group, looking at the young faces of the concubines who were kneeling down, one could tell how ruthless this Emperor Longxuan was. People, let alone his woman, even his son, he doesn't care about it.

Today's Sikong is the most obvious example.

"Come here." Suddenly, the eunuch who had been serving Emperor Longxuan came out and called directly, and a group of guards appeared beside him, and then he said in a cold voice, "Your Majesty has an order to take the coffin of the first prince Carry him back to his palace."

"No." All the guards got up straight away, neatly took out the ropes that had been prepared earlier from the side, tied them up, and then carried the delicate coffin away.

"Okay, let's leave, wait for His Majesty's imperial decree." After finishing speaking, the eunuch turned around and left without looking at the ministers and concubines who were kneeling together, walking cleanly and neatly.

Changkong's mind was a little heavy, he never thought that the result would be like this, Sikong, what is this?What are you?

"Fourth brother, come sit with me." Wan Kong's deep voice suddenly rang in Chang Kong's ears, and Chang Kong was so startled that he immediately put away his thoughts. When he raised his eyes, he happened to bump into Wan Kong's complex , with sadness in his eyes.

"Yeah." Changkong looked at Wankong, and under his earnest and weeping eyes, nodded slightly. In fact, he also wanted to have a good talk with his two elder brothers, because he vaguely felt that Sikong's The end is their future.