[Ying Zheng + Dahan Emperor] Golden House

Wei Qing walked to the gate of the mansion. The mansion looked glamorous and magnificent, and there were many guards standing at the gate.

Wei Qing looked up at the door lintel, lost his mind for a while, he still remembered the way Huo Qubing stood against him with a sword in his hand when he was in Ganquan Palace, Wei Qing couldn't remember what it was like at that time, he always felt empty at once. There were many things he couldn't understand, but Huo Qubing didn't mention a word to him.

Wei Qing thought that he knew this nephew best, since he was the only one who loved him the most since he was a child, he got better in the palace, so Huo Qubing was accepted to live in the palace as a matter of course, and was appreciated by the emperor.

The emperor treated Huo Qubing as if he was his own, all this made Wei Qing absolutely unable to imagine the scene in Ganquan Palace.

Wei Qing stood in a daze, and the guards didn't dare to speak.

When he regained his senses, he couldn't help but sighed, and walked in.

The inside is a bit bleak, the mansion is very big, it was prepared by Liu Che for Huo Qubing long ago, but no one thought that the first use of this mansion was not housewarming, but confinement.

Wei Qing walked in, there were no guards along the way, and there were no servants waiting for him. When he entered the small courtyard, there were many guards guarding him. Those guards all saluted respectfully when they saw Wei Qing.

Wei Qing signaled to open the door, the soldiers unlocked the door, pushed open the door, and invited Wei Qing to go in, and after Wei Qing entered, he closed the door behind him.

Huo Qubing was sitting on a low couch, and on the table beside him were letters, pens and ink, food and water, everything was missing.

Hearing the sound of someone opening the door, Huo Qubing raised his eyes subconsciously, and saw that it was Wei Qing. There seemed to be a flash of joy in his eyes, but he immediately restrained his expression and lowered his head.

Wei Qing has always been very careful, and naturally caught the difference in his eyes, but it was only fleeting, but it made Wei Qing even more puzzled. He didn't understand why Huo Qubing would suddenly help Long Lihou to plot against him.

The emperor treated Huo Qubing very well. When he was still young, he formed an army for him, and did not even organize the army into the garrison. Except for Huo Qubing, no one else was transferred. What an honor for a general After much deliberation, Wei Qing felt that Huo Qubing had no reason to rebel.

Besides, Wei Qing was not blind, he could see hesitation from Huo Qubing's eyes, when Zhao Xin led the Huns to fight, Huo Qubing did not hesitate, and immediately led the Huben cavalry to fight.

This battle was fought beautifully, Xin Zhao was beaten to the ground, Huo Qubing was the hero who rescued him, but it's a pity that there was such a matter of mobilizing troops to surround the palace before saving him.

Liu Che's handling method also made Wei Qing feel that there is still a glimmer of hope. The emperor's handling of rebellious officials and thieves can be known from the Huainan King's extermination of the clan and the involvement of Hengshan King. Not to mention Huo Qubing was not imprisoned.

Confinement may be a kind of delaying strategy.

In fact, Liu Che didn't even know what he was doing, so how could Wei Qing guess it.

Maybe Liu Che was waiting, he was reluctant, he couldn't do it, he was waiting for Yingzheng to succumb to him, if Yingzheng succumbed at this moment, Liu Che would probably be magnanimous to ignore the past, but Yingzheng would definitely not, Liu Che He also knew it was the result, but he was still waiting by chance.

Wei Qing saw that he was writing, but he didn't know what to write. The food next to him had been touched, and he seemed to be eating normally.

Wei Qing walked over and sat opposite him.

Huo Qubing did not speak, and continued to write with lowered eyelids.

Wei Qing sat quietly for a while, then suddenly said, "Your Majesty went down to the court officer's office last night."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Huo Qubing's hand holding the writing brush trembled, and he made an ink dot on the bamboo slips, which smeared the written words.

Huo Qubing's expression was only fleeting. He slowly put down the pen, picked up the small knife next to him, and scraped off the scribbled handwriting on the bamboo slips.

Huo Qubing scraped off the ink and said, "Your Majesty... Has the Emperor said anything about how to deal with Long Luhou?"

Hearing his words, Wei Qing's heart suddenly churned. He felt that his humility and composure over the years were all fake. He had an evil fire in his heart, and snatched the small knife and bamboo slips from Huo Qubing's hand without making a sound. Feeling depressed consciously, he said: "Qu Bing, what are you thinking? For a long worry, you don't even want your life! Didn't you tell me that you want to go to the battlefield to fight the Xiongnu? Your lifelong long-cherished wish is Beat the Huns to death! But have you done it? You have never started, and you will never be able to do it."

Huo Qubing looked at Wei Qing's movements, and was stunned for a moment, the small knife was very thin and sharp, Wei Qing unconsciously tightened his grip, a cut was made in his hand, and blood flowed out.

Huo Qubing stared at the blood on Wei Qing's hands for a long time, then smiled wryly. The biggest regret in his life was fighting the Huns, but he was destined to fail in this life.

He didn't speak, just shook his head with a wry smile.

Wei Qing had never seen him look like this before. In Wei Qing's eyes, Huo Qubing had never been worried since he was a child. It turned out that he didn't know, but just didn't show it.

Huo Qubing looked down at the blood on Wei Qing's hands again, and said slowly: "General, please go back, although it is the period of national mourning that you can't send troops, but the emperor will still use the general, I only hope that this time, don't worry about it." Involve the general..."

Wei Qing slammed the bamboo slips on the table, stood up, turned to leave, and reached the door.

Huo Qubing looked at his back, and suddenly said: "General, I have a few words to tell you."

Wei Qing didn't speak, but stopped, turned his head slightly, and beckoned him to say.

Huo Qubing said: "Princess Yang Xinchang is interested in you. The general should not only think about fighting the Huns, but also think about himself. Companion to a king is like a tiger. Only the might of the sky is unpredictable. When you climb to the top, It is near the end, so leave yourself a way out... Princess Yangxin is the emperor's biological sister. After the death of the empress dowager and the empress dowager, only the elder master and the emperor have the closest relationship. Since the elder master is interesting , Why don't you push the boat along with the flow?"

Wei Qing frowned, turned around, looked at Huo Qubing, and said, "I don't understand you."

Huo Qubing acted as if he didn't hear Wei Qing's words, and continued: "Because of my matter, even if the emperor is unwilling, he still needs to blame the general, otherwise he won't be able to convince the public. If the general shows his favor to the lord..."

Wei Qing interrupted him, walked over again, kept staring at Huo Qubing, and said, "Qubing, you know, when I was in the Huainan Palace... At that time, I was thinking that it doesn't matter if I don't get married for the rest of my life." After all, I carry my head on the battlefield all the year round, and becoming a family is also delaying others... Besides, there is always someone in my heart who can't let it go, maybe it shouldn't be, I think... watching him grow up, watching him become famous , and watching him get married and have children, as a relative... it is enough to be by his side all the time."

Huo Qubing listened to his words, Wei Qing's voice was not loud, it could be said to be very soft, but every word seemed to deafen Huo Qubing's ears, beating Huo Qubing's heart one after another.

Huo Qubing's eyes were a little sour, and he squinted.

He didn't expect that the next moment Wei Qing leaned over and hugged Huo Qubing in his arms.

Huo Qubing's whole body froze, but he didn't move, letting Wei Qing hug him.

Wei Qing asked him to bury Lian in his shoulder, patted him on the back lightly, and said in a flat voice, "Qu Bing, Uncle won't let you have any trouble, if it's true, really...then wait for Uncle After defeating the Huns, I will definitely accompany you."

After Wei Qing finished speaking, Huo Qubing's body trembled slightly, as if he was restraining something, and suddenly felt some moisture and coolness on his shoulders.

Wei Qing didn't expect that a person like Huo Qubing who bleeds but doesn't shed tears would cry one day, so he couldn't help patting him on the back, but just as Wei Qing was about to speak, he suddenly groaned.

Huo Qubing's hand actually actively rubbed against his lower body.

Wei Qing was a little surprised, Huo Qubing exerted strength from his waist, and suddenly pressed him on the low couch, Huo Qubing looked down at his lower body, which was slightly raised because of the opponent's own movements.

Huo Qubing slowly lowered his head and kissed Wei Qing's lips.

Wei Qing was even more surprised, he clenched his hands into fists without moving, he was afraid that as soon as he let go, he would stab Huo Qubing hard.

Huo Qubing gently stroked Wei Qing's lower body through his clothes with one hand, while kissing Wei Qing's lips, just a simple kiss, not deep, and lowered his voice, said: "Uncle, go marry the eldest princess."

Wei Qing suffocated, squinted his eyes suddenly, raised his waist suddenly and pressed Huo Qubing on the low couch, and ripped off Huo Qubing's pants.

"Well!"

Huo Qubing groaned in pain, and Wei Qing mercilessly pushed his fingers into his dry back.

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Liu Che looked at Ying Zheng lying on the ground, his eyes were a little bloodshot, a frantic heat rushed up from below, and even his breathing was heavy.

Ying Zheng watched his reaction, but his smile widened even further. His legs continued to shake, and the sound of the "krakkala" chains was particularly arousing.

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "Liu Che, do you want Zhang Tang, or the prison guard, to come and see your current virtue?"

But Liu Che didn't move, still put his hands on Ying Zheng's ears, pressed Ying Zheng to the ground, stared straight at Ying Zheng, his voice was a little hoarse, and said: "I haven't seen you these days, I have been talking to you again and again." Ask me where have you been..."

Ying Zheng suddenly heard him say that without thinking, his face sank, he couldn't laugh anymore, and said coldly: "Liu Che, what do you want to use Liu Shi to say? You made a wrong calculation, his surname is Liu!"

Liu Che ignored his words and continued, "I'm so stupid. I've always wondered why you guys look so similar. I've also always wondered why Empress Chen, who is a woman, has so many strategies for governing the country. Yes... and Zhe'er is so self-willed, why does he stick to you so much. This year, Zhe'er is seven years old, and it's time for him to be crowned prince. I promised you that I will definitely let him be the prince. In the future, he will It's the emperor..."

After hearing his words, Yingzheng was a little stunned. Yingzheng felt that Liu Che should not have reacted this way. Liu Che knew his identity, so he should have ignored Liu Shi. He didn't expect that Liu Che still wanted him to be the prince.

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Isn't the best thing about being an emperor is making promises? Liu Che, did you make any promises to Wei Zifu? And Li Yan?"

Liu Che ignored his sarcasm and said, "I said, what I said will definitely mean what I said. After the national funeral, we will make our son the crown prince."

Ying Zheng was struck by lightning when he heard the words "our son", and stared at Liu Che blankly with wide eyes.

Liu Che looked at his clear black and white eyes, although he was downcast, but not lost his brilliance, his bloodstained lips were slightly parted, and he could vaguely see the tip of the other's bright red tongue.

Liu Che's lower abdomen tightened, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He bent one leg, put it between Ying Zheng's legs, pushed forward to separate Ying Zheng's legs, and tore his clothes with one hand.

Ying Zheng's body felt cold, and his whole body trembled. At the same time, Liu Che also froze for a moment. Ying Zheng's body had many scars, which were particularly dazzling on his pale skin, and some of them were still bleeding slightly.

Liu Che squinted his eyes, and gently stroked the skin of the person under him with his fingers. Starting from the chest, there were large and small scars scattered here and there.

The slight tingling was mixed with the tingling sensation of being stroked. Ying Zheng was unprepared, his waist flicked out of pleasure, and his throat rolled rapidly.

Seeing Ying Zheng's reaction, Liu Che knew that these days in Ganquan Palace, the other party had gotten used to the pleasure he gave, so he immediately bent down, lowered his head, and traced the scars of the person beneath him with the tip of his tongue.

"Well……"

Ying Zheng's body trembled, feeling the wet and warm kiss on his chest, a moan similar to a sigh came out of his throat, and his whole body went numb immediately.

Liu Che didn't give him a chance to resist, while licking and kissing, the other hand stretched down, gently rubbing Ying Zheng's lower body.

After being touched by him like this, Ying Zheng straightened up involuntarily, shaking slightly, as if he wanted to take the initiative to deepen the pleasure.

After rubbing Liu Che's hand for a while, the palm changed to rubbing Ying Zheng's inner thigh. Touching the delicate skin in Liu Che's hand, the hot palm made Ying Zheng tremble repeatedly. Flushed with pleasure, he raised his head quickly and breathed.

Liu Che knew that Ying Zheng was also emotional, and his body was extremely sensitive. He immediately lifted one of Ying Zheng's legs and put it on his shoulder. The cold iron chain hung down Ying Zheng's ankle, and also drooped on Liu Che's shoulder. superior.

Liu Che stretched out his hand, and slowly slid in Yingzheng's groin, probing in shallowly and deeply, rubbing lightly or heavily at the door of the acupoint, so that the acupoint gradually softened.

The acupoints on Yingzheng's back seemed to be very familiar with Liu Che's touch. The acupoints were softened and relaxed a little bit by rubbing, and slowly became wet. Liu Che stabbed his fingers in.

"what!"

Ying Zheng was completely naked, with iron chains on his wrists and ankles. He was lying on the ground under his own clothes. Every time Liu Che stabbed, he convulsed violently. The iron chains set off Ying Zheng's pale complexion, making that People seem to be covered with an illusion of fragility.

Liu Che looked at his violently trembling waist, and listened to the sound of iron chains colliding slightly. Ying Zheng was always tough in front of him. Even if he had become a prisoner, he did not show weakness at all. Only then can he feel the fragility of that person. The person under him convulses, trembles, and moans with the pleasure he gave, giving Liu Che an urge to penetrate him fiercely, and making him collapse because of what he gave.

Fingers are frantically picking at the tight flesh, that kind of rough thrusting and picking, making Yingzheng's back hole hot, slightly tingling, more real pleasure of rubbing and thrusting, Ying Zheng The iron chains on Zheng's hands were not long. He wanted to grab the clothes under him, but he couldn't reach them, so he could only lift them up and bite the back of his hands fiercely.

Ying Zheng raised his hand, and this action naturally raised his waist. The curve of the waistline was very beautiful, which made Liu Che's lower abdomen even hotter.

While picking at Ying Zheng's tight and hot back acupoint, Liu Che felt the convulsion and wrapping of that acupoint, while pinching Ying Zheng's chin with the other hand, letting his teeth loosen the back of his hand.

Teeth marks had already been bitten on the back of his hand, slightly oozing blood. Liu Che grabbed Ying Zheng's wrist, took his hand down, held Ying Zheng's hand, and let him caress his chest.

"Hmm! Mmm..."

Ying Zheng didn't expect that Liu Che would let him do such a shameful action. He couldn't use any strength in his arms. Liu Che took his hand and slowly stroked his chest. Although it was his own hand, it was controlled by Liu Che. This strange feeling made Ying Zheng inexplicably hot all over.

Following Ying Zheng's movements, the cold iron chain inevitably touched Ying Zheng's skin. Ying Zheng was aroused by the heatless metal, and his acupoints shrank suddenly.

Liu Che felt that his fingers were tightly wrapped by the opponent's acupoints, as if he was reluctant to part with his fingers, and contracted violently. Ying Zheng's legs also tensed because of the pleasure, tightly clamping Liu Che's arm.

Liu Che added three fingers inserted into the hole, and on the other hand, he held Ying Zheng's hand and let him use his fingertips to fiddle with the sensitive bulge on his chest. The bulge on Ying Zheng's chest was obvious. Trembling, slowly standing upright, becoming full and bloodshot.

Liu Che looked at the reaction of his body, chuckled, lowered his head, and with Ying Zheng's fingers, licked and kissed the bulge on Ying Zheng's chest that had stood up completely.

"Ah... um..."

Liu Che drew circles and licked and kissed with his tongue. Every time he drew a circle, the other party's waist trembled, as if subconsciously seeking more pleasure, he rubbed his chest bump on Liu Che's body.

Liu Che felt the softness and hotness of Yingzheng's back acupoint, water stains had already seeped from the back, the acupoint flesh was completely relaxed, and he was used to the picking and thrusting of Liu Che's three fingers, and they would contract and heave regularly.

Liu Che felt that the time was almost up, so he didn't let go of Ying Zheng's chest, but slowly pulled out his fingers.

Yingzheng's acupoints slowly became empty, Yingzheng was not free from the pleasure, his head was completely raised below, and he didn't even realize that Liu Che had pushed the hot thing on his acupoints.

When the acupoint touched the hot thing, it contracted violently, as if trying to contain Liu Che's thing.

Liu Che also couldn't stand his "provocation", straightened up, pinched Ying Zheng's waist fiercely, and sent it forward suddenly, the intense penetration made a sticky sound of water stains in his back acupoint.

Ying Zheng was still immersed in the aftertaste of pleasure, when he was pushed in suddenly, his whole body convulsed, his acupoints shrank subconsciously, his waist straightened up involuntarily, he raised his head, and opened his eyes wide, as if he was short of water. Like a fish, breathing rapidly, his voice stuck in his throat, he could only open his mouth silently, his chest heaving violently due to the pleasure.

Without giving him a chance to react, Liu Che grabbed Ying Zheng's waist and thrust it fiercely. Ying Zheng just opened his eyes in a daze, his lips opened and closed trembling, and every time he was pushed in, he couldn't help moaning. , the iron chains on his body also made a clattering aphrodisiac sound because of Liu Che's movements.

Liu Che watched the person under him shake his body involuntarily following his pumping. His hands rose from his waist, and his hot palms slowly stroked Ying Zheng's body, as if he didn't want to miss an inch of skin.

"Ah! Mmm... Mmm..."

The wound was a bit painful, although the back was covered with clothes, but the ground was also cold and hard, being pushed hard by Liu Che, the back inevitably rubbed on the ground, and there was also some stinging pain.

It's just that these stinging pains not only failed to wake up Ying Zheng, but intensified the pleasure.

Liu Che seemed to have noticed that the ground was too hard, and his own thing was still buried in Ying Zheng's body, and he didn't even pull it out, but suddenly pulled Ying Zheng up from the ground.

Liu Che stood up, leaned against the wall, and let Ying Zheng lean against his arms naked. Following his violent movements, Ying Zheng finally couldn't help the pleasure of being rubbed and pumped hard behind him, and let out suddenly.

Ying Zheng's whole body trembled, the relief of powerlessness and the aftertaste of pleasure made him dizzy, his legs softened, and Liu Che quickly held him in his arms.

Ying Zheng's legs were trembling repeatedly, Liu Che stood against the wall, opened Ying Zheng's legs with one hand, groped to Ying Zheng's back acupuncture point, and pushed his thing in again.

"Ah! Ah..."

Because Ying Zheng had just been relieved, his legs had no strength at all. When Liu Che stood and pushed him in, he immediately felt helpless. His body after venting was extremely sensitive. This posture made the pleasure even more profound.

Ying Zheng couldn't stand at all, and without thinking about it, he hooked Liu Che's neck with both hands, and finally stood up. Liu Che didn't stop at all, supported Ying Zheng's waist, and pumped fiercely.

A burst of pleasure came up, causing Yingzheng's eyes to swell, and he couldn't help shedding tears. Yingzheng shook his head violently, suppressing his moan, "Don't... um! Um... I ah... ...I can't stand..."

Liu Che listened to his voice, with a strong nasal voice, as if he had been bullied hard by him. The feeling of helplessness made Liu Che very satisfied, but he felt that it was not enough. He wanted nothing to break him down. Instead, looking at the other party's reddened eyes and fragile and charming expression, he couldn't bear the emotion.

Liu Che asked him to bend down to support the wall, and pushed himself in from behind. The ravaged dark red hole sometimes retracted and sometimes turned outward with his own thrusts, watching Ying Zheng's back hole push his own. Swallowing it in whole, spitting it out again, and making a sizzling sound, made Liu Che's eyes even darker.

Ying Zheng clung to the wall tightly, and his waist swayed involuntarily with Liu Che's thrusting. Liu Che bent down and kissed his back, licked the wound on his back, and bit his. With earlobe twitching, he lowered his hoarse voice, and slid his hand down Ying Zheng's back, feeling Ying Zheng's trembling until the place where the two of them were connected, rubbing the acupuncture point that wrapped him, and said with a smile : "You're all red here, it's scalding..."

Ying Zheng listened to his words, and for some reason, a burst of pleasure came over him. Liu Che felt that his acupoints tightened suddenly, knowing that he was going to release it again, and took this opportunity to slam into him a few times. .

"Hmm! Huh!"

How could Yingzheng bear his thrusts, and all of them came out at once, his legs went limp, and he couldn't stand anymore, his hands were trembling, and he couldn't hold the wall. Luckily, Liu Che was quick and made him fall. Sitting in my arms.

Ying Zheng opened his eyes slightly, but his eyes were out of focus, his back acupuncture point was empty, but his body couldn't help feeling the aftertaste of relief, nestling in Liu Che's arms, shaking intermittently.

Liu Che looked at his obedient appearance because of his lack of focus, and couldn't help lowering his head, and licked Ying Zheng's lips. Ying Zheng didn't recover, and didn't resist, and responded to Liu Che's kiss completely obediently. The tongues of the two were entangled and teased each other.

Liu Che hadn't vented yet, but he was already extremely uncomfortable being teased by Ying Zheng. He took off his robe, put it on the ground, let Ying Zheng lie on his side, bent one of his legs, and pressed against him again. go in.

Feeling the encroachment of the back acupoint, Ying Zheng suddenly opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth to pant rapidly, but couldn't utter a moan. Following Liu Che's push, he shook involuntarily, trying to avoid the thrill of being overwhelmed , but there was nothing he could do, he could only clamp the posterior acupoint tightly.

Liu Che felt the tightness of Yingzheng's back acupoint, and stretched out his hand to knead the other's buttocks, rubbing his buttocks. When Ying Zheng was about to lose consciousness, he felt hot in his back acupoint, and something suddenly Sprinting in, the scalding liquid hit the flesh of the back acupoint, causing a white light in Ying Zheng's eyes, and he fell into a drowsiness somewhat unbearably.

Liu Che vented out, looking at the thin body of the man who was pale and charmingly red, lying in the room on his black dragon robe, his legs were still trembling slightly, and the white turbidity could never be closed. It dripped out of the hole.

Liu Che narrowed his eyes, restraining his heavy breathing, but he still raised his hand involuntarily, gently rubbing against the congested and swollen acupoint that he had ravaged.

"Well……"

Although Ying Zheng fell into a coma, he seemed to still feel Liu Che's movements. Due to the stimulation of the opponent's fingers, his back acupuncture point contracted violently, and a lot of white turbidity immediately leaked out.

Liu Che inserted his fingers easily with the help of the white lubrication, twiddled and thrusted in circles, looked at the sleeping person, followed his movements, unconsciously moaned, unconsciously convulsed, unconsciously Shaking the waist.

Liu Che's eyes were a little heavy, he picked it hard a few times, took two deep breaths, stretched the soft, red and swollen acupuncture point with his fingers, and pulled out all the white turbidity, and then reluctantly withdrew his hand.