Tyrant's Secret

The coolness in the capital was gone, the sun was shining brightly outside the hall, and the poplar catkins floated with the breeze, drifting leisurely inside the hall.

Ling Jue was more likely to get sleepy than before, and he leaned on the couch and closed his eyes for a nap when he was rarely free, when someone touched his hair lightly, he opened his tired eyes.

"Did you wake up His Majesty?" Zhan Yanchu quickly withdrew his hand, looked at Ling Jue, feeling a little sorry.

There is no need to notify when entering the palace at the beginning of the exhibition banquet.After he entered the palace, he saw Ling Jue resting on the couch, so he kept silent, but when he saw Yang Xu falling on Ling Jue's black hair, he wanted to reach out and take it off for him. His actions startled Ling Jue.

Ling Jue shook his head slightly and sat up: "I haven't fallen asleep yet."

Zhan Yanchu sat by the bed, supported Ling Jue, and gently persuaded: "Then Your Majesty will sleep for a while."

"No." Ling Jue collected himself and asked Zhan Yanchu: "How long have you been standing here?"

"Not long." Zhan Yanchu smiled.

Ling Jue looked at the stick of incense in the censer, it was almost burnt out.His eyes moved slightly, he lifted the brocade quilt and got out of bed.

Zhan Yanchu took the dragon robe from the shelf, lightly dusted the Yang Xu on it, and then put it on for Ling Jue.

Ling Jue glanced at Yang Xu, and said calmly, "It's already June."

"Yes." Zhan Yanchu said while tidying Ling Jue's skirt.

"Your wedding day is coming soon!"

Zhan Yanchu paused, and looked at Ling Jue: "Your Majesty, I..."

"Don't think about it, I just want to say that the best time to eradicate the Dou family is coming." Ling Jue said again: "At the beginning of the banquet, I knew that you and your cousin's childhood sweetheart have a deep and deep relationship, but, you should know that the power of Fighting will inevitably lead to bloody storms."

At the beginning of Zhanyan's heart, he really couldn't bear it, but he still said solemnly: "The matter is of great importance, and no indecision is allowed. I will definitely take the overall situation into consideration and do my best to assist Your Majesty."

The pavilions, terraces and pavilions in the imperial garden are dense and dense, with strange stones and beautiful trees.

Zhan Yanchu and Ling Jue walked on the cobblestone path, looking at the beautiful scenery around them, they felt very comfortable.

Zhan Yanchu praised: "This imperial garden can really be called a fairyland on earth!"

Ling Jue looked at the Royal Garden and acquiesced.

Zhan Yanchu stretched out his hand, gently stroked the budding peony, and said with a smile, "It's so beautiful!"

Ling Jue froze when he heard the words, looking at the flowers that Zhan Yanchu was fondling, a scene from a long time ago suddenly appeared in his heart.

The handsome young man stood in front of the flowers, quietly stroking a peony.The boy's hands were slender and delicate, set off by bright red peonies in white.He gently caressed the budding flowers, even the smile on the corner of his mouth was so gentle: "It's so beautiful."

Then, he tightened his hands and crushed the budding flower, and the broken petals fell from his fingers to the ground.

He was still smiling gently.

That was the scene when Ling Jue met Ling Jiu for the first time.

He couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine, and there was endless hatred in his eyes.From the first sight, you should know that the man is a pervert.But what's the use of knowing it!When I ran into that person, I was destined to end up in the same way as that budding peony.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?" Zhan Yanchu withdrew his hand and looked at Ling Jue worriedly.

"I'm fine." Ling Jue looked at Zhan Yanchu's hand, which was bronze-colored, healthy, warm, and strong, completely different from Ling Jiu's hand.He collected his thoughts and said: "It seems that I haven't practiced swords for a long time."

He has been living so comfortably recently, how could he have forgotten that as long as Ling Jiu is still alive, he may be drawn back to that dirty and painful past at any time, and he must always be vigilant.

At the beginning of the exhibition banquet, it was just that Ling Jue liked to practice swords. After she became pregnant, it was inconvenient to practice swords, and she felt depressed, so she comforted her: "Don't worry, your majesty, it's not convenient for you to practice swords. There must be other things. Your majesty can paint! That day In the imperial study, I saw that His Majesty's paintings are very good!"

Ling Jue is planning to go back to painting.At the beginning of the banquet, he suddenly said: "No, it's a pity to be bored drawing in the palace in such a fine weather. Now, can Your Majesty play the piano?"

Ling Jue paused, then nodded slightly: "I will indeed, but maybe I haven't played for a long time, and I'm a little rusty."

"Then just take advantage of such a good day today, let your Majesty come down and play a song!"

Ling Jue hesitated for a while, and said, "That's fine."

The palace people moved the Qin to the imperial garden.

Ling Jue sat next to the qin, and raised his sleeves to support the strings of the qin.

He was wearing a black brocade robe with dragon patterns, and the sapphire crown on his head shone with pearls in the sunlight, making him even more heroic.The straight sword eyebrows and the high bridge of the nose make him look a bit sharp, but the thick eyelashes that hang down like black butterflies make his facial features look much softer.

The pair of hands that often held the sword supported the piano, without any sense of disobedience.

The melodious piano sound flowed out from his fingers, like a trickle of water, clear and soothing but not dull at all, making people unconsciously intoxicated by it.

The first enjoyment of the banquet narrowed his eyes and savored carefully.

Another scene suddenly appeared in Ling Jue's mind.The beautiful young man sits playing the piano in disheveled clothes, strenuously playing the piano, only to find that the young man's indifferent face has a hint of pain, his pale lips have already been bitten out of blood, and the older man behind him is equally abnormal The handsome man leaned slightly with a smile, the red candle in his hand was burning with tears, and red hot wax dripped onto the young man's bare shoulders and back.

The sound of the piano suddenly became more intense.

"You can choose to die, but death also has a price."

"Only pain and humiliation can make you the most perfect plaything!"

"This pair of eyeballs once coveted something from the main hall! It's really beyond their control."

"You are mine, forever and ever."

"Do you think you have succeeded? I just won't let you do what you want."

……

Countless pictures, the auditorium covered with white veils, the corners of the table stained with blood, the dark secret room, the broken clothes...

Ling Jue's hand was out of control for a moment, and he exerted great force, and the string snapped, blood dripped from his fingertips in an instant.

"Your Majesty!" Zhan Yanchu immediately rushed over to look at Ling Jue worriedly: "Are you okay!"

Ling Jue was a little dazed, and clenched his fingertips into his palm.Suddenly there was a strong feeling of uneasiness in my heart.

Zhan Yanchu squatted down to look at Ling Jue's hand, but Ling Jue suddenly grabbed Zhan Yanchu's hand: "Zhan Yanchu."

"Your Majesty, the minister is here." Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue.

"Will you leave me?" Ling Jue clenched his hand tightly.

At the beginning of the banquet, Ling Jue said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, unless you die, I will never die!"

"You are not allowed to say such words!" Ling Jue stopped him abruptly, a layer of cold sweat already forming on his forehead.

When Zhan Yan saw Ling Jue's appearance for the first time, he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't get excited, I won't say such things again."

Ling Jue didn't speak, but tightly held Zhan Yanchu's hand with both hands, and pressed the back of his hand to her forehead.

He was really scared.He is not afraid of being hurt, he is only afraid that Zhan Yanchu will be implicated by him.How perverted and cruel Ling Jiu's methods are, Zhan Yanchu has never experienced it.

"Your Majesty?" At the beginning of the banquet, he wanted to ask Ling Jue.

But Ling Jue said to Zhan Yanchu: "Go back!"

Zhan Yanchu and Ling Jue returned to the palace.

Zhan Yan first saw Ling Jue's expression was not very good, but he didn't know how to comfort him, the two could only sit in silence, Zhan Yan waited for a while, and finally thought of something to say: "Your Majesty, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Pu Huaiyan came in from the outside: "Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

Zhan Yanchu and Ling Jue parted a bit, Zhan Yanchu went to bring the medicine over, a strong smell of herbs immediately filled his nostrils, he frowned slightly, and said to Pu Gonggong: "Elder-in-law, this anti-fetal medicine smells It must have been too painful."

Pu Huaiyan sighed: "There is no other way. Good medicine is bitter!"

"Give it to me." Ling Jue said calmly.

Zhan Yanchu handed the medicine to Ling Jue and sighed: "Your Majesty, these days have been hard for you."

Ever since Zhan Yanchu and Ling Jue were together, Pu Huaiyan treated Zhan Yanchu as if he was his own family, and he lost his restraint in speaking for a while: "Oh, Your Majesty has always been afraid of suffering, and if you are sick, you can not take medicine or not Medicine. Last time Major General Zhan was unconscious and couldn't drink the medicine. His Majesty fed you personally, and his complexion changed because of the pain of the medicine..."

"Pandelion!" Ling Jue interrupted him immediately.

Only then did Pu Huaiyan realize that he had slipped his mouth, and quickly covered his mouth: "The old minister is confused."

"Thanks to Your Majesty's great love!" Zhan Yanchu was both flattered and a little strange, and asked Pu Huaiyan, "However, the one who drank the medicine is the minister, how could Your Majesty suffer so much?"

Pu Huaiyan was very guilty, he bowed and saluted, and said with a sneering smile: "Your Majesty, I still have a lot of things to deal with, so I will step down first."

"Elder-in-law?" Zhan Yanchu saw Pu Huaiyan like this for the first time, and couldn't help being even more surprised.

Ling Jue coughed guiltily, and said coldly to Zhan Yanchu: "Don't worry about it, come and sit down."

Zhan Yanchu sat next to Ling Jue, quietly watching Ling Jue drink the medicine, his light-colored thin lips were soaked in the medicine and glowed seductively, he suddenly thought that in that situation at that time, Ling Jue could only drink the medicine with his mouth. After feeding him, his face flushed instantly.

Ling Jue finished drinking the medicine, frowned bitterly, looked up at Zhan Yanchu, almost choked, blushed fiercely and said, "Why are you blushing!"

"No, it's nothing." Zhan Yanchu scratched his head and smiled, paused, and said apologetically, "I made His Majesty worry that day."

"It's good that you know!" Ling Jue raised his eyebrows and said coldly, feeling very uncomfortable, he could only divert the conversation again: "I finished drinking the medicine, go get a handkerchief to wipe my mouth."

"Yes!"

At the beginning of the exhibition banquet, he immediately fetched the handkerchief.

Just as Ling Jue was about to reach out to pick it up, Zhan Yanchu had already lifted his chin, and carefully wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

"You!" Ling Jue looked at Zhan Yanchu shyly, feeling a little at a loss for a while, so he could only freeze his body and let him rub it.

"Your Majesty, wipe it off!" Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue deeply, and slowly put down the veil.

"En." Ling Jue lowered his eyes, trying to move his chin away from Zhan Yanchu's hand.

At the beginning of the exhibition, he suddenly tightened his chin and pressed his lips up.

Ling Jue stared slightly.

The soft lips pressed together, and Zhan Yanchu put his tongue into Ling Jue's mouth, sharing the bitterness of the medicine.This kiss was slow and meticulous, without wild lust, only tender and affectionate.Ling Jue couldn't help closing his eyes, and habitually responded to Zhan Yanchu.

It took a long time for the two to separate slowly, and Zhan Yanchu touched Ling Jue's forehead and asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you feel less bitter this way?"

Ling Jue closed his eyes and gasped, unable to speak, which was his default.

"Your Majesty's suffering will be borne by you. Therefore, don't be afraid!"

Ling Jue opened Ruyuan's cold eyes, looking at Zhan Yanchu, the black eyes slightly swelled.

The two looked at each other for a long while, then Zhan Yanchu suddenly blushed and said unsteadily, "Your Majesty, minister...can you stay tonight?"

Just a kiss is enough... At the beginning of the banquet, she was too energetic.

Ling Jue instinctively wanted to refuse, but seeing Zhan Yanchu's eyes staring at him tenderly, he said in a strange way.

"it is good."

"At the beginning of the banquet! At the beginning of the banquet!" Ling Jue suddenly woke up from the dream.

"En? The minister is here?" Zhan Yanchu opened his sleepy eyes: "Did Your Majesty have a nightmare?"

Seeing Zhan Yanchu lying next to him intact, Ling Jue let out a sigh of relief.

Zhan Yanchu put Ling Jue into his arms, and patted him on the shoulder: "Your minister is here. Sleep peacefully!"

Feeling Zhan Yanchu's strong arms and warm chest, Ling Jue was relieved a lot, and closed his eyes: "En."