Deep ice

There was no sound in the inner hall.

Xi Lian stayed in the outer hall, standing still for a long time, but eventually his legs and feet ached.

In the past, there should be other little eunuchs on duty at night.

But in Weiyang Palace, Xi Lian was somewhat worried, even though he heard there was no movement inside, he didn't dare to leave, so he just found a stool and sat down to rest for a while.

The candlelight in the outer hall became weaker and weaker, almost as if it was burnt out.

After a long time, tiredness struck, although Xilian couldn't sleep, it didn't bother her to close her eyes and rest her mind.

The figure protruding from the ground was moving very slowly towards the figure resting his mind.

Silent, ghostly.

Xi Lian bowed his head and lowered his hands, fell into a light sleep, never thinking that the next second, someone would cover his mouth and nose and beat his head hard.

The man's hands and feet were swift, and Xi Lian's eyes went black before he even made any movement, and he fainted to the ground.

He Yan raised his foot to poke the eunuch lying on the ground twice, and then he was relieved and walked towards the dragon bed inside.

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In my sleep, the spring light is soft.

In the early years of Yuan Jing.

He Yan looked at the emperor's attire opposite him with a smile on his face,

"You look much better in a dragon robe than that old man."

Let's say that Jiang Huaijin, who had just ascended the throne, was in his weaker years, so he was naturally handsome and graceful.

He Yan saw his heart move, and couldn't help but stepped forward to hug him tightly.

Staring at the pair of black pupils in front of him, He Yan murmured: "Your Majesty, if you always listen to me, I will treat you well."

Jiang Huaijin's face was pale and transparent, she froze and looked at He Yan, and had no choice but to nod.

He Yan looked at the face in front of him with trembling eyelashes and pursed the corners of his thin lips, unexpectedly stubborn, so he jokingly said, "What are you looking at, are you looking at me?

Jiang Huaijin was silent for a long time, but said nothing.

He Yan still had a smile on his face.

There was almost no trace of the sudden flash of disappointment.

"I look like it."

Jiang Huaijin's phoenix eyes were frozen, "No."

He Yan's fingers holding the body suddenly loosened, and he lifted it up with an angry look on his face.

Jiang Huaijin hurriedly closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and waited,

But the slap did not come down for a long time.

Opening his eyes, Jiang Huaijin saw that He Yan withdrew his hand, and snorted coldly, "I don't care too much, it's just a plaything."

After finishing speaking, he flung his sleeves and left.

Furious and absent-minded.

After walking a few steps, he accidentally tripped over a stone and fell on his back.

With a chuckle, Jiang Huaijin rarely thawed from the ice, and looked at He Yan,

With a bright smile, I haven't seen it for a long time,

Think about the last time, when we first met.

He Yan got up and was about to get angry, he turned his head and stared blankly again.

But only in a dream.

Laughing uncontrollably, the dream came to an abrupt end.

Yuan Jing opened his eyes, and it was the man's face that melted away in the chaos.

"He Yan?"

He Yan said coldly: "What kind of dream can you wake up with a smile on your face?"

After being stunned for a moment, Yuan Jing finally came back to his senses, and wanted to stand up with his hands, but he found that one hand had already been firmly tied to the head of the bed by He Yan.

Yuan Jing broke out in a cold sweat immediately, the fear that could not be hidden in his voice,

"Someone-"

He Yan said indifferently: "Weiyang Palace is so big, you kicked everyone out. The guards are all guarding outside the palace. Right now, it's really not working every day."

Yuan Jing's eyes were full of horror, "Xi Lian—"

He Yan remained silent, staring at Yuan Jing with great interest.

The eunuchs in the outer hall were lying on the ground, curled up, with their black hair rolled aside, motionless, like a dummy.

Yuan Jing slowly turned his face, staring at He Yan firmly,

"What are you trying to do..."

He Yan said: "Your Majesty, you are asking knowingly."

Yuan Jing suddenly stretched out the bound hands and grabbed him, "Let me go, otherwise..."

He Yan's arm was pinched green and white by Yuan Jing, but his face was still calm, he just looked at him quietly, with an indifferent smile, "I haven't touched you for so long, how can I let it go?"

He Yan's expression became calmer, but the words he said pierced Yuan Jing's heart like a needle, "You don't have to be afraid, I will love you well."

After speaking, He Yan pulled vigorously, opening up the layers of brocade dragon robes on Yuan Jing's body.

The man exposed a large piece of skin on his chest, and the two red tassels shivered and shrank back.

He Yan was about to lean over to taste it, but Yuan Jing raised his leg to resist it.

The soft lips fell on the snow-white material, He Yan was not annoyed, and straightened up, he pushed the man's legs open, Yuan Jing saw He Yan's sinister appearance, and ice was planted in his mind. general block,

"He Yan! How dare you rape the emperor, are you tired of living?"

He Yan smiled, his eyes were full of fire and sharpness.

But without saying a word, he just took off Yuan Jing's trousers with one hand, and hastily untied his trouser pocket, the bloated thing immediately hit the inner side of Yuan Jing's thigh, hot and hard.

The voice trembled uncontrollably, and Yuan Jing's eyes were full of despair, "He Yan...how dare you..."

He Yanchao spit out a mouthful of foam in the palm of his hand, and wiped it on his thick penis, "Why don't you dare? I've been hurt like this by you, so why don't you dare?"

After speaking, he touched the constricted acupuncture point with his fingers, smoothing out the small wrinkles one by one as if teasing.

Yuan Jing blushed, clenched her hands, and slapped He Yan's chin fiercely.

"roll!"

He Yan caught it with one hand, pulled out his trouser pocket, and tied the remaining hand to the other side of the bed.

During this period, Yuan Jing struggled desperately, but He Yan was impatient. After finally getting it done, he rode up and slapped someone with his backhand, "Don't put on airs for me, you are the emperor, and you are also the emperor I support. You have all kinds of abilities, and you also let me talk!"

Yuan Jing was firmly tied to the head of the bed by He Yan, and when he turned to look at the person above him, his cheeks were red and swollen.

"I will definitely kill you."

He Yan smiled lazily, "Kill me? Didn't you kill me once?"

Yuan Jing was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head away suddenly, and stopped talking.

He Yan pulled his legs apart, his voice was so cold that it made people feel chills all over his body,

"Drink the glass of wine you gave me, but it hurts..."

After finishing speaking, he pointed the avatar at the acupuncture point and shrugged, but because the inside was too tight, it only entered the head, and it was difficult to insert it.

Naturally, He Yan didn't feel distressed, so he used brute force to penetrate the whole thing that was stiff under him.

Without any lubrication, the mouth of the hole was torn immediately, and the blood seeped out from the joint, blurring into one piece.

Yuan Jing lost three parts of his soul in pain, but closed his lips tightly, without moaning at all.

He Yan stared at him for a while, "How is it? Is it still comfortable?"

Yuan Jing was sweating coldly, and the thick black eyelashes were covered with fine sweat.

He Yan let out a heavy breath, leaned over and pressed down, straightened the tip of his nose almost to touch Yuan Jing's face, stared at him firmly, as if he was about to eat it, at the same time slowly swayed his waist, pumped shallowly and deep, the corners of Yuan Jing's eyes Blush, frowning and biting her lip, reluctantly endured it.

He Yan panted heavily, and sprayed the scorching hot breath on the delicate eyebrows and eyes of the man, "I know...you are cheap by nature, you just like me to force you like this, don't you?"

Yuan Jing stared at him coldly, "He Yan, you'd better kill me, if you can't, I will kill you alive after I go out."

He Yan raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you call yourself Zhen, Your Majesty? Could it be that you've been fascinated by the minister's confusion?"

Yuan Jing's phoenix eyes were resentful, and she glared at He Yan viciously, then suddenly got up, opened her mouth and bit his lip.

The lips and tongue are intertwined, fishy and sweet.

He Yan let out a low growl in pain, hurriedly pulled Yuan Jing's hair, pulled it down, and pressed him tightly on the bed.

Yuan Jing's scalp was in severe pain, and his lower body seemed to be split, and he could not help but let out a wail.

He Yan was very pleased with the sound, his heart tightened, and his lower body twitched violently. After a few shrugs, he pumped his head as hard as he could, and went into it for a hundred or so times.

Yuan Jing was still resisting at first, he was ashamed to open his legs, pinching He Yan very tightly.But this time, the dry legs and feet became weak, and the desire in the lower body was hard to control. It swayed with the rhythm of the body, and the beauty of intercourse became more and more intense.

He Yan straightened his waist, his chest was bare, tough and capable.

Grabbing Jiang Huaijin's waist, peeking at the opening of the top of the penis under her body, the secret acupoint can no longer be tightly inserted, and after the plug is pulled out, it can't close slightly.

He Yan's head became hot when he saw it, his body trembled, and he bumped twice, sending a thick wave of heat into the depths of the tunnel.

After pulling it out, I lowered my eyes to see that the little hole was extremely red and swollen, dripping thick white, it was so pitiful.

He Yan patted the jade white buttocks, "It's really a good thing..."

Yuan Jing was already speechless, a layer of red appeared on his ears, and his expression suddenly dawned.

He Yan looked at the man under him contentedly, buried him deeply again, and pumped.

With thick white lubrication, it is also more refreshing than before.

Sweat trickled down He Yan's wet temples, dripping on the delicate skin under his body, deep into the texture, and the joy was deep-rooted.

But in He Yan's heart, he was not as comfortable as his body.

Thinking about how vicious this person was before, how could he lie to himself so that he would not doubt him, took the opportunity to split his own strength, sent him on the road with a pot of dove wine, punished the nine clans, ransacked the house...

Thinking of this, He Yan was furious, and poured out all his bad breath on this body.

I don't know whether Yuan Jing was dizzy or numb, he spread his legs wide and lay across the bed, as if he was hypnotized and let others do what he wanted.

He Yan caressed his jade-white body gently, but there was a malicious smile on his lips, "Your Majesty... Don't be afraid... I haven't used any force yet..."

With a smile, he suddenly said: "...how can I be more ruthless than you..."

Yuan Jing raised his eyelashes, his pupils were indifferent, and finally said nothing.

He Yan looked at him, he was a little excited, and the movements under his body became heavier,

"But I'm not dead, I know it's not my life that deserves it,"

Yuan Jing didn't respond to this, and he was still like a piece of wood, letting He Yan toss about.

He Yan's smile became more and more strange,

"It's your mercy."

Those absent-minded eyes gradually woke up, staring at He Yan like knives, almost as sharp as trying to pierce someone.

He Yan laughed loudly, "I know you did it on purpose,"

"... "

"Jiang Huaijin, I know even if you don't admit it, you just like me."

Yuan Jing was terrified, and suddenly yelled, struggling like crazy.

The bed curtain trembled and crumbled.

He Yan stepped back, holding his legs firmly, trying to stabilize his body as much as possible.

The trouser pocket on the wrist was pierced into the flesh, and blood was about to drip, Yuan Jing didn't care, as if it wasn't his hand, and he didn't care, he just wanted to pull his arm out and escape from here.

He Yan was a little helpless, "You are crazy, if you pull your hand again, it will break!"

Before the words were finished, there was the blunt sound of the cloth being shattered. Yuan Jing broke free from his trouser pocket, and the blood snaked down his arm and dripped on the snow-white mattress, which was shocking.

With a sad smile on his colorless lips, Yuan Jing said:

"You treat me like this... I can still fall in love with you... That's not really what you call a beast..."

"So absolutely can't...nor allow..."