Tyrant's Secret

When Zhan Yan first walked into the imperial study, Ling Jue was facing him sideways, looking at a picture hanging on the wall.

The painting seemed to be drawn impromptu by him just now, the pen and ink are still wet, and it looks a bit heavy, but every stroke is so wanton and just right. On the painting is an old tree, which seems to have not been finished yet, the tree There are no flowers or leaves on it, only undisguised branches stretching stubbornly in a twisted and ugly posture. The black and white ink painting looks indifferent and dead, but it reveals an almost intense vitality.

Ling Jue stared at the painting, as if he had forgotten everything around him, his eyes were so cold that they were almost dead, but they were so dark and turbulent, like his paintings.

Such an atmosphere made Zhanyan feel inexplicably depressed at the beginning.He had already felt this man's rejection of him, but he didn't understand why this man would do that kind of thing with him.He didn't even dare to speculate randomly. He already knew too much about what this moody and eccentric "tyrant" was thinking.

He knelt down on the ground, lowered his eyes, and no longer looked at Ling Jue: "At the beginning of the banquet, I will greet Your Majesty."

Ling Jue didn't make him stand up, but just turned around and looked down at him.

At the beginning of Zhan Yan, he could feel Ling Jue's eyes, the same as that night, no, maybe even colder.He was forced by that gaze like a thorn in his back, couldn't help bowing his body and bowing his head, his posture was more respectful, and he didn't dare to be negligent.

Ling Jue walked over, Zhan Yanchu stared at the pair of black boots inlaid with golden clouds, and walked up to him, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Are you afraid of me?" Ling Jue stopped very close to him, and his voice couldn't hide his contempt.

When Zhanyan first heard the words, it was inevitable that he was a little dissatisfied. He cupped his hands and bowed, his tone was respectful but without any sense of humbleness: "Return to Your Majesty, I am not afraid."

"Oh?" Zhan Yanchu could feel Ling Jue sneer: "Then why don't you dare to look at me?"

Only then did Zhan Yanchu raise his eyes to look at Ling Jue, Ling Jue was condescendingly looking down at him, his thick eyelashes drooped, and the shadow of Zhan Yanchu was reflected in his bright black eyes.Zhan Yanchu looked into his eyes in a daze, and suddenly remembered that day under the Flower God Tree, those eyes were covered with mist due to the cold rain, and the cold and arrogant hostility faded away, so beautiful, so beautiful asphyxia.

His heart tightened, and he couldn't help looking away.

"Qi." Seeing his appearance, Ling Jue sneered again, turned around disdainfully, and stopped looking at him.Zhan Yanchu didn't know whether it was because of shame or anger, but his face suddenly became hot.

Ling Jue threw a bottle of medicine into his hand, and ordered coldly, "Eat it."

Zhan Yanchu hurriedly caught the bottle of medicine.He took off the medicine plug and poured the pill into his hand, his eyes widened immediately, the medicine was exactly the same as the medicine given to him by the guards in the side hall of the imperial study last time!Why, it's so annoying that you want to come again, Ling Jue, what are you thinking?

Zhan Yanchu raised his head and looked at Ling Jue in surprise: "Your Majesty, this medicine..."

"I want you to eat it!" Ling Jue was unwilling to explain, and interrupted him with a flick of his sleeve, feeling a little out of control for a moment.

Zhan Yanchu froze, so he could only say with a wry smile: "Yes." He lowered his eyes, slowly put the medicine into his mouth, and swallowed hard.

Looking at Zhan Yanchu's compromising appearance as the first time, Ling Jue couldn't help feeling ridiculous when he thought of Zhan Yanchu's vow to wear a bracelet for his beloved woman on that day.He bent down and grabbed Zhan Yanchu's chin, forcing him to look at him.

At the beginning of the banquet, Zhan Yan looked at Ling Jue in pain.

Ling Jue narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, and his voice was as cold as a blade: "At the beginning of the banquet, you could have rejected me, but you have no chance."

At the beginning of Zhan Yan, he felt a hot current gradually build up in his lower abdomen, and Ling Jue was right in front of his eyes, eye to eye, nose to nose.There was sarcasm and provocation on that cold and proud face, which made his blood spurt even more.

He lowered his eyes impatiently and looked away, trying to avoid that very alluring face, but he saw Ling Jue's fair neck and two delicate collarbones slightly exposed by the neat neckline.

The breathing at the beginning of the exhibition became heavy.

Ling Jue looked at him, and slowly lowered his hand, he stood up, facing Zhan Yanchu, took off the outer dragon robe, and put his hand towards his belt.The pain of that night was still constantly revolving in his mind, his hands trembled slightly uncontrollably, and the moment he touched the belt, he pulled the belt frantically as if venting.

Zhan Yanchu raised his head to look at Ling Jue in front of him, Ling Jue lowered his eyelids, his eyes were empty, his complexion was pale, there was already a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, his eyelashes were trembling slightly because of the pain, and his slender fingers were violently pulled apart Belt, and inner buckle at placket.Because of his nervousness, Ling Jue tugged several times without completely tearing off the clothes on his body, but the clothes became more and more messy.

Zhan Yanchu's desire became stronger and stronger, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, he hugged Ling Jue violently and pressed him down on the table, and impatiently tore off his clothes.

The scrolls were scattered all over the place, and the sound of tearing the clothes was so ear-piercing.

Ling Jue was pressed on the table, because of the piercing voice, he seemed to be awakened suddenly, his eyes suddenly widened, he panted heavily, and the panic in his eyes could no longer be restrained, he stared blankly at him. man.

In the dim candlelight, Zhan Yanchu's handsome face was already slightly flushed due to the effect of the medicine, his red eyes were stained with desire, lying on his body like a beast, tearing his clothes layer by layer, Large areas of his body were exposed to the cool air.

All this, like those scenes from countless nightmares, is crude and obscene.

no no!Ling Jue shouted desperately in her heart.

He raised his arms and covered his eyes with the back of his hands.

He thought that after the first time, he could be calmer.But it turned out that after experiencing the feeling that was more painful than imagined, it was even more repulsive and frightening than before.

When Zhanyan first posted it and kissed his neck, his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

At the beginning of the exhibition, the banquet stopped suddenly.

"Who allowed you to stop!" Ling Jue became even more nervous because of his stopping, panting heavily until his throat ached.

Zhan Yanchu grabs Ling Jue's wrist.

Ling Jue realized what he was doing and desperately covered her eyes.But Zhan Yanchu clenched his wrist tightly, confronted him a few times, and finally pulled Ling Jue's hand vigorously.

Zhan Yanchu slowly pulls away Ling Jue's trembling wrist, and looks at Ling Jue's stubborn eyes that are holding back tears, just like when he was under the flower god tree that day, so sad, so desperate, so painful.

At the beginning of the exhibition, the light in his eyes moved slightly, and his heart was inexplicably distressed.With such beautiful eyes, one should smile more.

Seeing a scene that he least wanted to be seen by others, Ling Jue yelled angrily: "At the beginning of the banquet, you, you are presumptuous..."

Zhan Yanchu suddenly bent down in a strange way, tried his best to restrain the almost gushing desire, and kissed Ling Jue's lips with a gentle force.

Such a move, even Zhan Yanchu himself could not believe it.

Suddenly there is a voice in my heart saying, yes, Ling Jue, I am not afraid of you, I look away, just because I am afraid that I will not be able to restrain my desire, I want to kiss you like this.He clenched Ling Jue's wrist, which was about to move, and deepened the kiss as if he wanted to confirm his inner thoughts.

Ling Jue felt the strange tenderness of Zhan Yanchu's kiss in a daze.He seemed to have forgotten what he was doing, his wrist stopped struggling for a moment, and his body relaxed involuntarily, no longer trembling as violently as before.

Ling Jue's mind went blank until Zhan Yanchu let go of him, breathed heavily, and whispered seriously in his ear: "Your Majesty, look, I am not afraid of you."

Only then did he feel a drop of hot and humid liquid unexpectedly come down from the corner of his eyes and into his temples at some point.

He was slightly dumbfounded in disbelief.

Is that... tears?I actually cried!Obviously, no matter what she went through, she never cried, and she was already numb, how could she just...

"Your Majesty..." Zhan Yanchu finally couldn't bear it anymore, pulled off the last clothes under him impatiently, and comforted him in his ear: "This time, I won't hurt you."

"Hmm..." The feeling of being pressed against a hard object made Ling Jue come back to his senses, and his body tensed up instantly.

Zhan Yanchu tried his best to restrain his desire, and slowly separated his slender legs to both sides.Ling Jue gripped the sides of the table nervously, couldn't help but move his legs together, after feeling Zhan Yanchu's hesitation and cautiousness, he finally closed his eyes, trembling his legs, trying to cooperate with Zhan Yanchu.

What penetrated the secret entrance was not the huge and burning penis, but a slender and callused finger.The fingers stretched slowly in his body jerky. Although Ling Jue was still in some pain, he suddenly felt a slight strange feeling, and his breath became much more disordered.

At the beginning of Zhan Yan, he tried his best to imitate what he saw in the picture album that day, patiently expanded, one became two, and finally three, and the movement of expanding gradually became faster, and the place that was dry and tightly closed It gradually got wet.Ling Jue's breath became heavier and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. The weird feeling forced him to clamp his legs in a bewilderment. He couldn't tell if he wanted to repel the finger, or... he didn't want his finger to leave.

It wasn't until Zhan Yanchu pulled out his fingers that he felt an unspeakable sense of emptiness there.

Ling Jue's legs couldn't help trembling slightly, but it wasn't entirely because of the pain.

At the beginning of the banquet, he couldn't bear it anymore, supported his painfully swollen penis and entered Ling Jue.

Ling Jue let out an "ah" impatiently because of the sudden filling.After realizing it, I couldn't help being shocked and ashamed!

No!Such shameless noises cannot be made!He bit his hand hard.However, Zhan Yanchu grabbed his wrist in time as if he had expected his thoughts, then kissed him, and thrust into his body.

"Um...uh...uh...uh!"

The sound of deep intertwining of lips and teeth is mixed with the faint sound of "popping" water that can be heard at the connection.That kind of voice echoed in his ears, and Ling Jue's head, which had been soft for a long time, slowly raised his head because Zhan Yanchu squeezed and rubbed him intentionally or unintentionally when he penetrated him.

Zhan Yanchu couldn't help leaving Ling Jue's lips when he was about to ejaculate, and there was a bloody silver thread between their lips.It was Zhan Yanchu whose mouth was bitten by Ling Jue.

"Your Majesty... um!" Zhan Yanchu called out to Ling Jue in a hoarse voice, stepped up his body movements, quickly clenched Ling Jue's waist, and growled, "Ah—ah..."

"Hmm..." Ling Juejian frowned, and shuddered a few times, feeling the astonishing amount of love juice sprayed into his deepest part at the beginning of the banquet.

Zhan Yanchu stood on the ground, hastily pulled up his obscene pants, and then tied his belt.

Ling Jue pulled on the only piece of clothing that was pulled to his arm, fastened it, and stood on the ground with some difficulty.

Zhan Yan looked at Ling Jue for the first time, and saw that Ling Jue's ink hair was disheveled, and he was only wearing a long gauze gown, which was torn into disrepair. Also faintly visible.Seeing the usually cold and majestic man turn into such a seductive look, Zhan Yanchu couldn't help feeling hot again, and lowered his eyes in embarrassment, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

Ling Jue tried to take a few steps forward, but suddenly knocked accidentally.

"Be careful, Your Majesty." Zhan Yanchu hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but he caught a glimpse of a white turbid liquid mixed with blood slowly flowing down Ling Jue's white inner thigh.

At the beginning of the exhibition, was he ashamed and frightened, or was he bleeding?Although he has tried his best to restrain himself, the medicine is too powerful, and it is inevitable that he will not be able to control it later.

"Get out of the way!" Ling Jue was obviously aware of Zhan Yanchu's gaze, and waved him away angrily. Because of the excessive movement, he staggered again. Fortunately, he reached out to support the table and did not fall down.

Ling Jue supported the table and calmed down for a while, without looking up at Zhan Yanchu, he just said coldly uncomfortably: "I still have to take a bath. You can go."

Zhan Yan first looked at Ling Jue.Ling Jue lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but from his tight lips and clenched white fingers, it could be seen how much he hated this kind of thing, so disgusted that he seemed to have just experienced the worst Dirty things.

Zhan Yanchu's heart felt blocked for no reason, he stood there for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Ling Jue didn't expect that Zhan Yanchu, who was always gentle and obedient and only knew how to calm down, didn't resign, but would ask such a question instead, froze for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at him.The boy's expression was so solemn, even mixed with a little grievance and loss.However, there is no disgust and fear.

Ling Jue remembered what Zhan Yanchu said when he kissed him just now, Your Majesty, I am not afraid of you.Not afraid, why not?In the eyes of outsiders, he is such a bloodthirsty and brutal king that almost everyone is afraid of him and avoids him.How could he not be afraid at the beginning of the banquet?

"Why?" Zhan Yanchu looked directly at Ling Jue Bing's cold and confused eyes, and said in a dull tone, "If your majesty hates me so much, why did you call me to accompany you to do such a thing?"

Ling Jue suddenly felt a little funny.Why?Should he tell the man in front of him that he needs to do this kind of thing with another man to conceive as a man?Tianjin's royal heirs were not born by the three thousand beauties in the harem, but by him as the majestic king of a country.How would he speak?These absurd and disgusting secrets that even he himself could hardly accept.

Ling Jue sneered pretending to be arrogant: "You don't need to know."

At the beginning of the exhibition banquet, there was only a trace of expectation, and he also expected that Ling Jue would say this, so he didn't react too much, but his eyes dimmed slightly, and he cupped his hands and said, "It's the minister who has overstepped the distance."

Hearing this, Ling Jue closed his eyes, feeling an indescribable bitterness in his heart.Heh, yes, over the years, he should have gotten used to the so-called harsh words of those old ministers, should have gotten used to the obedience and disobedience of those treacherous ministers, and should have gotten used to the loneliness of being above ten thousand people. It's just a "subject".

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden warmth on his shoulders.He subconsciously thought it was Dandelion, but when he opened his eyes, it was Zhan Yanchu who put on a robe for him.

At the beginning of the banquet, he gently put on the coat for him, and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, the spring is cold, be careful of catching cold."

He took a few steps back and bowed respectfully: "Minister, take your leave."

Ling Jue was stunned.It wasn't until Zhan Yanchu walked out that he stretched out his hand and slowly covered the robe on his shoulders.