Tyrant's Secret

"Your Majesty, Meng Qiubai, greet Your Majesty." Meng Qiubai knelt down on the ground.

Ling Jue was a little tired because she was pregnant, leaned on the chair and glanced at him lazily, and said lightly: "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Meng Qiubai stood up now.

"Have you found out about the assassin?"

Meng Qiubai's expression became serious, and he looked at Ling Jue: "Return to Your Majesty, I found three clues."

Ling Jue pondered for a while, but didn't answer, motioning him to continue talking.

"First, His Majesty must have guessed it. Those killers are good at witchcraft, obviously they are Xiyou people. Second, as Xiyou people, they didn't use poison on the sword, and they didn't hurt the vitals when they stabbed straight. The person behind the scenes must not want to take His Majesty's life, but wants to take His Majesty away, of course, I don't mind using cruel methods."

When Ling Jue heard the second point, he was almost certain that the matter had something to do with Ling Jiu, and he narrowed his eyes, which were full of murderous intent.

Meng Qiubai said again: "The last point, if it is not a coincidence that your Majesty left the palace in low clothes, those people were able to ambush on time, I am afraid that there are Xiyou people's eyes and ears in this palace."

"Old General Zhan suspects that someone in the court is secretly colluding with the Xiyou people?"

Meng Qiubai cupped his hands and bowed, and said with a smile: "The old minister dare not make rash conclusions, but your majesty is very aware of the details, so you should know it well!"

Pu Huaiyan stood by Ling Jue's side all the time, listening to Meng Qiubai's words, he was very anxious. After Meng Qiubai stepped back, he immediately stepped forward and said anxiously to Ling Jue: "Your Majesty, the old crown prince is ready to move now!"

Ling Jue nodded slightly, frowned and said: "Dou Kun's thorn should be pulled out as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, he thought of Zhan Yanchu again, and sighed, if something happened to Dou Ruyan, he would definitely be very sad!

I don't know how he is now...

"Young master, oh my young master, you owe this injury to you. If it was a small one, it would have died of pain!" Chang Fu kept chanting while helping Zhan Yanchu with his body bent. He said: "Master, if it hurts, you can tell the little one."

Zhan Yanchu was bare-chested, sitting on a chair with his legs spread apart, his arms crossed on the back of the chair, his chin resting on his arms, his eyes glazed over.

At the beginning of the banquet, thank you, you too, take care...

Heh, such a gentle tone is rare, but it is used to say goodbye.

Zhan Yanchu took a deep breath and buried his head in his arms.

"Hey, young master, you said that you are so good, so you just ran into your majesty. The master was surprised before, why did your majesty use you so much? A few days ago, you were always rushed to the palace. Now think about it, our young master is so Loyal to protect the lord, one after another sacrificed his life to save him, can His Majesty not take it seriously? But no matter how powerful you are, young master, you are made of meat! How can you block the sword with your body? Hey, after hearing the news, the master almost died of worry!"

While muttering, Chang Fu dispensed good medicine for Zhan Yanchu, looked up and saw Zhan Yanchu buried his head in silence for a long time and was startled: "Master, what's wrong with you? Did you pass out from the pain?"

At the beginning of Zhan Yan's heart, he was very depressed, and couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his head and glanced at Chang Fu, and said helplessly, "Chang Fu, can you let me be quiet for a while?"

Chang Fu felt aggrieved when he heard this, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, the little one is helping you with the medicine! If I don't ask you more about this, how can the little one know the severity?"

When Zhan Yan saw this for the first time, he felt a little guilty, straightened up, and smiled at him: "Okay! My injury is actually nothing, the main reason is that I am a little tired. You have been busy for a long time, so go out first and let me alone Be quiet, people!"

Only then did Chang Fu say: "Okay, the little one will leave first. Young master, you should rest well and pay attention to your injuries."

Ling Jue was dressed in casual clothes, accompanied by the hidden guards, and left the palace in a carriage.

This is the second time he has stepped into the Temple of Flowers, but his mood is completely different from the first time.When you have a loved one in your heart, you will naturally understand those who make a wish piously during the Huachao Festival.

He knelt down in the quiet temple like those people, praying for a person for the first time.The sound of the nun knocking on the wooden fish made the place more quiet and peaceful.

After a long time, the nun put down the wooden fish and bowed to him: "Benefactor, we meet again."

Ling Jue was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master remembers me?"

"The benefactor's gift of heaven and man is naturally unforgettable. However, the most impressive thing for the poor nun is that the benefactor came to the Temple of Flowers that day. He did not seek marriage, but just took a look out of curiosity." The nun said Wei Wei bowed her body: "The benefactor came today, it must be because he already has something in his heart!"

Ling Jue lowered his eyes coldly: "I just want him to be safe."

The nun smiled when she heard this.

"What is the teacher laughing at?"

"The poor nun just suddenly remembered that there was also a benefactor that day, who didn't ask for marriage, but for peace." The nun stood up slowly, and went to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone: "However, he tried it after the poor nun's persuasion. one time."

"Master, I don't need it." Seeing this, Ling Jue wanted to refuse.

"The benefactor is only telling a secret with the Flower Goddess."

Hearing this, Ling Jue's eyes moved slightly.

Ling Jue was about to leave the temple when the nun suddenly handed over a long box.

Ling Jue looked at the long box, which looked very familiar, and was a little surprised, and asked, "Master, this is..."

The nun explained: "The sachet in this box is not an ordinary sachet, only those who are destined to tie the name of the sweetheart on the flower god tree, make a devout wish, and get the blessing of the flower god empress, can get this sachet. If someone gives this sachet to another person, it means that there is only one person in this life, who will never leave it, until death."

Ling Jue's heart beat suddenly quickened: "I, can I open it and have a look?"

The nun bowed slightly: "It's up to you, the benefactor."

Ling Jue opened the long box with trembling fingers, and looked at the sachet inside.

It is exactly the same as the one given to him at the beginning of the banquet!

"Your Majesty, the spring is expected to be cold, so be careful of catching a cold."

"Your Majesty, are you injured?"

"Your Majesty doesn't need to make up for anything, because... because in the bottom of my heart, Your Majesty is very good."

"Your Majesty, I trust you."

"Your Majesty, holding your hand is...holding your hand, and growing old with you..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

……

Countless words echoed in his ears, gentle, eager, joyful, sad, painful... His fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"He, he...so...so long ago..." Ling Jue suddenly laughed, his eyes turned red.

"Benefactor, what's the matter with you?" Seeing him like this, the nun asked curiously.

But Ling Jue couldn't hear her, and said to himself: "Sachet, that sachet..."

He got into the carriage and left in a hurry.

As soon as Ling Jue returned to the palace, before he had time to change into the palace attire, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the palace in casual clothes, without any trace of his usual majesty.

Several maids and eunuchs stood by and wanted to help, but they didn't know how to help, so they could only keep asking, "Your Majesty, what are you looking for?"

But Ling Jue turned a deaf ear to it, didn't say anything, just rummaged impatiently by himself, all kinds of precious tributes and his collection of calligraphy, painting and sword manuals were randomly thrown on the ground by him.

Where?Where?Where did the dandelion keep it?

"Is Your Majesty looking for this?"

Ling Jue stopped and looked up.

Dan Gonggong stood there, holding in his hand the sachet given to him at the beginning of the banquet, the golden mandarin duck embroidery was so eye-catching, and the bright red tassels swayed slightly.

"If someone gives this sachet to another person, it means that there is only one person in this life, who will never leave it until death." The old nun's words still echoed in his ears.

Ling Jue gasped wearily, staring deeply at the sachet.

He knew what his answer meant.Otherwise, he wouldn't use drinking tea as an excuse that night.

After a long time, he still said, "Yes."

He walked over, his steps were a little staggering, but he was extremely firm.

"Yes... yes..." Ling Jue murmured and repeated as he walked over, not sure if it was for Dan Gonggong or for himself.

He took the sachet with trembling hands, and then clenched it tightly in his hand, he could no longer hide the emotion in his eyes.Great, finally found it, found you.

Pu Huaiyan smiled kindly: "Your Majesty has found it, so don't lose it again."

Hearing this, Ling Jue took a deep breath, and finally closed his eyes: "How did Eunuch know?"

"The authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. Besides, the old minister watched His Majesty grow up. How can he not see that His Majesty has become different since the appearance of General Zhan?"

Ling Jue was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, but he couldn't find anything to refute. After a while, he frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Don't you think it's weird, Eunuch?"

"At this old age, there is nothing I haven't seen."

That's right, he can treat a body like his own with a normal heart, what else can't he accept?Ling Jue was a little weak for a while, sat on the chair, and said hesitantly: "But, I am the king, he is the subject, and I and he are both men..."

"In Tianjin, this kind of thing is actually not uncommon, but it's more obscure. Your Majesty doesn't have to be so scruples."

Ling Jue looked at the sachet in his hand.

Pu Gonggong persuaded: "Your Majesty, please keep General Zhan by your side."

Ling Jue held the sachet tightly, nodded slightly, and said firmly, "Okay."

"Master, Master!" Chang Fu knocked on the door outside.

Zhan Yanchu was lying on the bed in a daze, when he heard the sound, he sat up, dressed in obscene clothes, walked to the door listlessly and opened the door: "Changfu, what's wrong?"

"Master, someone invited you to the Temple of Flowers."

At the beginning of the exhibition banquet, he froze for a moment, and clung to the door tightly, Huashen Temple!That's the place where he has the biggest handle!

"Changfu, hurry up and prepare the horse!" He was so anxious that he had no time to think about it, and while letting Changfu prepare the horse, he turned and went to the room to hastily put on a coat.

"Hey! I'll go now, young master, you haven't recovered from your injury, so don't worry too much!"

Zhan Yanchu hastily jumped off his horse and walked into the Temple of Flowers.There was no one in the temple, and it seemed that they had been dismissed.

He couldn't help being a little strange, but after walking a few steps, he felt that he was worrying too much, how could he be discovered?Even if the note was found, no one would know that it was written by him.

Zhan Yanchu felt a little more relaxed after thinking this way. When he walked to the backyard, he looked at the flower god tree, hesitated for a while, and then walked over slowly.

This is where I met Ling Jue.

He suddenly forgot everything, gently stroked the bark like that time when they met, his eyes moved slightly.

Ling Jue, Ling Jue...

He caressed the tree and walked a few steps, and when he looked up, he saw Ling Jue standing under the tree again, with his hands behind his back, slightly raised his head, looking at the crown of the tree.

He thought it was hallucination for a moment, and blinked his eyes.

Ling Jue was still there, his side face was still handsome and delicate like a god, his beautiful eyes were no longer as painful and sad as they were that day, but there was a hint of anticipation, a hint of tenderness.

This kind of Ling Jue, compared to that day, made people unable to take their eyes off.

Ling Jue didn't wear the black and silver inlaid clothes that he was used to wearing when he went out on tour. Instead, he wore a snow-white long-sleeved casual dress. His ink-like long hair was tied up casually with a white ribbon, and there was no sword around his waist. It comes with a red sachet.

The sachet... Zhan Yanchu's heart stagnates, Ling Jue, could it be that he already knew it!

Feeling his gaze, Ling Jue slowly looked at him.

Zhan Yanchu and Ling Jue looked at each other, his nervous heart almost jumped out of his chest.

But at this moment, he couldn't think of whether he would lose his head, and his attention was completely attracted by Ling Jue.

At this moment, Ling Jue has removed all the sharp disguise. He is not that arrogant, cold, cruel and bloodthirsty tyrant, but just a cool, handsome, elegant and free-spirited young man.

So beautiful, how can a man be so beautiful!

Ling Jue's thin lips parted slightly, and he said provocatively like he was in a dream: "At the beginning of the banquet, aren't you afraid of me? Why don't you dare to come here?"

Zhan Yanchu's heart beat faster, he walked over in a panic, walked up to Ling Jue, blushed and looked away, not daring to look at him.

Ling Jue narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of warning in his tone: "Look at me, this is an order."

"Your Majesty, subject, subject, subject, I am afraid that I will not be able to bear it and offend Your Majesty." Zhan Yanchu was sweating coldly, shy and nervous, and stuttered directly.

"Zhen..." Ling Jue moved closer to his ear, pursed his lips and said, "You are allowed to offend."

Zhan Yanchu's eyes widened in surprise, as if he was afraid that it was an illusion, he stood there for a long time, then slowly turned his head to look at Ling Jue.

Ling Jue was so close to him that the tip of her nose almost touched his cheek.The cold and arrogant hostility faded from the bright black eyes, as if they were making an invitation.The shallow curvature of the always tight mouth made all the scenery around him eclipsed.

Are you dreaming?At the beginning of Zhan Yan's nervous heartbeat accelerated rapidly, he mustered up the courage to lean over, and tentatively kissed the corner of Ling Jue's mouth that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

That kiss was as soft as petals caressing the corner of the mouth.

Ling Jue's nervous eyelashes fluttered slightly, but he didn't resist. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly, lowered his eyelids obediently, and his fair cheeks also had a nice crimson color because of this kiss.

"Your Majesty!" Zhan Yanchu stared at Ling Jue, and only then did he confirm Ling Jue's words, he could no longer restrain his inner excitement, and kissed Ling Jue's alluring lips again, sucking Ling Jue's soft and cool lips , stuck her tongue into his mouth, and twisted and turned to deepen the kiss.

The kiss at the beginning of the banquet was gentle but menacing.

Ling Jue was almost overwhelmed, being pushed by Zhan Yanchu to the flower god tree, he finally responded jerky to Zhan Yanchu.

"Hmmmmmmmm..."

The lingering and passionate deep kiss, until Ling Jue was almost out of breath, Zhan Yanchu reluctantly left his lips.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I, I really..." Zhan Yanchu was panting, staring deeply at Ling Jue, eager to express his love, but he was so excited that he didn't know how to speak, and his face was flushed red.

Ling Jue also panted slightly, blushed, and looked away: "I know."

"Then Your Majesty..." Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue anxiously.

Ling Jue and Zhan Yanchu looked at each other, and said solemnly: "Zhan Yanchu, if I tell you that the matter between me and you can only be a secret, would you still be willing?"

"Yes! Yes!" Zhan Yanchu hugged Ling Jue excitedly, and said firmly to Ling Jue, "Your Majesty, I am willing! Your Majesty did not condemn me for my unreasonable thoughts, but accepted me instead. The minister is already ecstatic!"

Zhan Yanchu suddenly pounced on him, Ling Jue couldn't help being startled, and quickly pushed him away: "You are still injured, don't move around."

At the beginning of the exhibition banquet, he smiled happily: "I know."

He smiled, and looked at Ling Jue's belly with a blushing face.Injuries are secondary, and children should not be frightened.

Ling Jue realized Zhan Yanchu's gaze, lowered his eyes in embarrassment, was silent for a moment, and said again: "Here, here you are."

Zhan Yanchu raised his eyes and couldn't help widening his eyes, what Ling Jue took out from his sleeve was actually the sachet from the Temple of Flowers.Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue in disbelief.

Seeing Zhan Yanchu's astonishment, Ling Jue was a little embarrassed, but still replied affirmatively: "I personally asked for this sachet for you."

"His Majesty!"

The sachet was actually requested by Ling Jue himself!At the beginning of the banquet, he naturally knew what Ling Jue did, tears filled his eyes, he took the sachet, couldn't help but hug Ling Jue again, and said earnestly: "My lord, thank you Your Majesty."

Ling Jue didn't push him away this time, but closed his eyes and hugged him back.

All this is like a dream, so beautiful that he dare not act rashly.

Ling Jue couldn't believe that he would have such a day, hugging tightly under the flower god tree with his beloved.So many years of loneliness in the deep palace, depression and boredom suddenly dissipated, he took a deep breath, as if it was a lifetime away.

Zhan Yanchu took Ling Jue to a place far outside the city before jumping off the horse.

Ling Jue looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him in surprise.

The peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains are blooming freely, and the breeze blows over, and large pieces of peach petals fall to the soft green grass.The shallow clear spring overflows layers of smooth stones, ripples, and casts sparkling light and shadow on the flowers and trees on the bank.

gorgeous!

Ling Jue couldn't help but walked to the side of the stream, squatted down, stretched out his hand to pick up the petals in the water intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhan Yanchu walked to his side, bent down and smiled softly: "Does Your Majesty like this place?"

Ling Jue's eyes moved slightly, and he said seriously: "I like it."

"This is the place I found by chance when chasing prey before." Zhan Yanchu squatted down, staring deeply at Ling Jue's figure looming on the sparkling water, and couldn't help but slowly stretch out his hand: " At that time, I was thinking that if I have someone I love in the future, I must bring him here. I thought that there is no more beautiful scenery in the world than this place."

Ling Jue acquiesced.

"However, I found out later that I was wrong."

Ling Jue was a little surprised.

At the beginning of the banquet, he dipped his hand into the water and couldn't help holding Ling Jue's hand: "Because I met Your Majesty, I realized that the most beautiful scenery in the world is Your Majesty."

Ling Jue looked at Zhan Yanchu shyly, and was at a loss for words: "You..."

Zhan Yanchu lightly smiled, grabbed Ling Jue's hand out of the water, kissed the back of his white hand covered with drops of water tenderly, and then looked up at him obsessively.

"Your Majesty, you are so beautiful."

Ling Jue blushed, Ling Jiu and Guan Qu had used such words to describe him before, he just felt it was an insult, unspeakably disgusted and disgusting.But now, being described by Zhan Yanchu like this, he actually feels a little good.

"A long time ago, under the Temple of Flowers, I wanted to say that." Zhan Yanchu couldn't help but push him down on the grass beside him, and kissed his eyebrows, nose and mouth tenderly: "Your Majesty, You are so beautiful, so beautiful..."

Ling Jue reacted, tensed his body habitually, and curled his fingers in a panic: "Zhan Yanchu, you, don't be like this..."

Zhan Yanchu obsessively licked his slightly trembling slender fingers and the peach petals on the fingertips, and looked at him impatiently.

"Your Majesty, I want you."

Zhan Yanchu's eyes are so gentle.

Ling Jue suddenly remembered the absurd dream of that night, Zhan Yan Chu looked at him like this, and whispered affectionately to him: "Your Majesty, give everything you have to me!"

Ling Jue closed his eyes, and after a while, finally sighed softly: "Okay."

Whether it is a heart or a person, at the beginning of the exhibition, as long as you want it, I will give it to you.

Zhan Yanchu bent down again, kissed his neck, and put his hand into his skirt.

Ling Jue was unspeakably nervous, he closed his eyes, gasped for breath, but still tremblingly stretched his hands to his waist as before, and tried his best to untie his belt.

At the beginning of the banquet, he held his hand, stopped him gently, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I will help you."

Ling Jue paused, and slowly lowered his hand.

When the clothes under his body were removed, and his private parts were completely exposed in front of Zhan Yanchu, Ling Jue finally couldn't help but grasp the soft green grass under his body, frowned slightly, and couldn't hide the pain on his face.

There will always be Ling Jue's biggest knot in his heart.

When Zhan Yan first saw this, he suddenly stopped, and said softly: "Your Majesty, open your eyes and look at me, okay?"

Ling Jue panted, trembling her eyelashes, and slightly opened her eyes.

Zhan Yanchu smiled slightly: "It should be very wonderful to do this kind of thing with the one you love. Your Majesty, relax your body and feel this kind of beauty!"

Is it beautiful?Even if, facing such a deformed body...

Looking at Zhan Yanchu's gentle eyes, Ling Jue gradually relaxed.

Zhan Yanchu leaned down, gently kissed Ling Jue's thin and firm abdominal muscles, covered Ling Jue's penis with his hand and kept rubbing it, his thumb swept the top of the flower bud from time to time.

Ling Jue was trembling slightly due to the indistinctly grateful legs, the flower bud soon came to life under the caress of Zhan Yanchu, and a little honey juice spit out from the small hole.

Zhan Yanchu held the honey juice in the palm of his hand, and then flowed down along his flower buds.

Under the flower bud is the place that connects the two of them and conceives their child.

Zhan Yanchu narrowed his eyes.Since Ling Jue was pregnant, Zhan Yan Chu didn't touch that private place again, but leaned down and kissed it lightly, then put his mucus-stained hand back into Ling Jue's asshole, and carefully stretched it Zhang Zhang.

It was the first time for Ling Jue, even though Zhan Yanchu had lightened the pressure, Ling Jue still felt a little pain, and he groaned a few times.

"Your Majesty, this is the first time here, it will hurt a little, relax." Zhan Yanchu said to Ling Jue while separating Ling Jue's legs.

Ling Jue looked at him deeply, as if silently calling.

Zhan Yanchu slowly entered Ling Jue's body from that place where there was only pleasure.

"kindness……"

Ling Jue frowned slightly, opened his mouth in pain as Zhan Yanchu entered, but did not make a sound.

Zhan Yanchu hugged him deeply, and the two of them hugged tightly.

They took a deep breath in unison.Finally, completely belong to each other.

Ling Jue called out emotionally: "At the beginning of the banquet, call me by my name."

"Jue...Jue..." Zhan Yanchu's tone was a little hesitant at first, but the more he called, the more certain he became, and the more he called, the more eager he was.While calling Ling Jue's name, he twitched in his body indulgently: "En, Jue...Jue..."

Hearing Zhan Yanchu's call without any distinction between monarch and minister, Ling Jue finally couldn't help but hug Zhan Yanchu back, and wrapped his legs around his waist to cater to him, constantly moving along with him.

"En...en..." Ling Jue murmured subduedly, clasping his hands tightly on Zhan Yanchu's strong and straight back, staring deeply at the sky, countless flower branches intertwined, pink peach petals constantly The splash is down, the beauty is unscrupulous.

He finally stopped restraining his feelings, and moaned with the intense pleasure: "Ah...ah..."

"Jue, I love you."

Before his eyes turned gray, he heard Zhan Yanchu whisper in his ear.