His Majesty And Ministers

At noon, in the bedroom of Xiaoshanju in the city lord's mansion, several dishes of tasty and delicious side dishes and two bowls of rice were placed on the table, and the heat radiated into the air little by little.

The maidservants were all guarding outside the green gauze cupboard. You looked at her and pushed each other out, carefully stepped into the inner room and said, "Young master, the food is getting cold, do you want to warm it up?"

The boy raised his head and looked at her gloomyly: "What do you think?"

Maid: "..."

Shuifeng wanted to avoid scolding outside, but when he saw that something was wrong, he hurried in, raised his hand to signal the maidservants to bring out the hot dishes, and blessed himself, saying: "Young master, when you come to Pingyue City for the first time, it must be a novelty. You have to forget that there is also time."

Shanyue and Shuifeng have served teenagers since they were young, and they are called maidservants, but they are no different from sisters in reality.He hummed, suppressing his anger for now.

Maids A, B, and C were waiting for food outside the house, and by the way, they got together to talk secretly.

Maid A: "You're still occupying someone's house before you're married."

Maid B: "Oh, you don't know the young master's temper. It's as dark as the next wall. Every time a little bitch gets close to Stupid Dou, it will rush up and scratch his face."

Maid C: "...keep your voice down."

Shanyue took Jing Ye hurriedly through the flower garden and entered the courtyard gate of Xiaoshanju.Maids A, B, and C were all sitting on the small couch waiting for the food and chatting, and when they saw this, they pointed their fingers into the room, making an expression that something was wrong.

tricky.

The two entered the room, passed through two green gauze cabinets, and arrived at the inner room.The young man was sitting at the table, his whole body dark and gloomy.

Shanyue smiled, stepped forward and said, "Young Master..."

The boy didn't look at her at all, and looked up at Jing Ye: "Where have you been?"

"I took a stroll around the city." Jing Ye replied meekly, "If the young master doesn't allow me to go out, I can stay here."

Boy: "You..." I wanted to say this at first, but when I saw the person in front of me calmly and submissively, I felt even more uncomfortable.

Jing Ye knew his youthful nature, and he felt uncomfortable without refuting a few words, so he changed the topic: "I haven't eaten lunch yet, has the young master already used it?"

"Of course I have used it!" The boy became irritable again, "Do you think you will have something to eat when you come back so late?"

As soon as he finished speaking, maid A, B and C brought the food: "Young master, the food is ready."

juvenile:"……"

Jing Ye smiled and said, "I have brought some water chestnut cakes, the young master can use them as snacks after dinner." He lifted the small wooden box in his hand and pushed it away. It makes people move their index fingers.

The young man stared at the pastry for a long time, then stared at Jing Ye again, his face flushed red as if he had thought of something, and after holding back for a long time, he said magnanimously, "Sit down and eat."

Jing Ye is as good as others.The two raised their chopsticks to eat, and the atmosphere was strangely quiet.The two blushes on the young man's face never disappeared. Jing Ye occasionally raised his head to look at him, but felt that the beauty was slightly embarrassed, and she was a little more moving than when she looked mocking.

After lunch is a nap.The boy dragged Jing Ye to the bed as a matter of course, took off his coat and his coat, and the two hugged each other to sleep.

Jing Ye was hiding something in his heart, he was not sleepy at all, he could only watch the boy rubbing against him time and time again, he really didn't know what expression to make.

In short, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

After lying down for a long time, he also fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, the bedroom was empty.He simply dressed himself, walked to the table, and found that there were only a few scraps of pastries in the food box.

Jing Ye: "..."

Even the most vicious kidnappers still have one or two cute spots...

... of it?

In the martial arts training ground of the city lord's mansion, the young man had just finished performing a set of sword skills. Facing the gratified and emotional face of the middle-aged partner trainer, he burped as soon as he opened his mouth.

Jing Ye didn't know what Gu Hong and his party were planning. He had been away from the capital for nearly ten days, and the fact that the emperor was not in the palace was obviously kept secret. Pingyue City had people coming or passing by from all over the city almost every day. A man from the rivers and lakes, he wanders outside every day, and has never heard any news from the palace.

The same is true in the city lord's mansion, except for Shan Yue, Shui Feng and the two who occasionally showed a look of knowing his identity, the rest of the people "don't know and won't know".

Jing Ye was not very flustered, Gu Hong would definitely try to hide it from the ministers and deal with the government affairs, or the current situation was considered safe, he just needed to sit quietly under the watchful eyes of those people and wait for the opportunity.

The Gu family has a certainty about Jing's bloodline that has lasted for several generations, and the dragon chair can only be sat by the Jing family, and Gu Hong is no exception in this regard.

"What are you thinking?"

When Jing Ye came back to his senses, Le Zhenghuan was sitting beside him, frowning.

"I'm thinking, there are a lot more people in the city these two days." Jing Ye lowered his head and took a sip of freshly ground soybean milk.

Le Zhenghuan watched him drink up the soy milk, his Adam's apple rolled, his face was a little red, but his expression was still impatient: "It's just some boring stuff."

Jing Ye raised his head: "The young master knows what's going on?"

Le Zhenghuan was stunned for a moment when he saw his smile, and then his face sank: "Why are you asking this?"

Jing Ye: "...?"

Young Master Le became irritable again: "Did you see something?"

Jing Ye reached out and scooped up a bowl for him too: "It tastes good, drink and see."

Le Zhenghuan: "..."

Jing Ye smiled at him and said, "I don't know anything, I won't ask if you don't want to."

Young Master Le's face slowly turned red.

The porcelain bowl containing soy milk was put back on the table, Jing Ye only felt a blur before his eyes, and the two of them fell on the bed.

Jing Ye pushed the man's head, dumbfounded, "You're going to practice swords this afternoon..."

Le Zhenghuan held his wrist, turned his fingers, and the two of them interlocked their fingers. Then they suddenly lowered their heads, buried them in Jing Ye's neck, and sucked a few mouthfuls.

"Lunch break for half an hour..."

Jing Ye was bitten by his licking and biting, so he had to raise his chin, and he sucked his Adam's apple in one mouthful, sucking harder and harder, making a "tsk tsk" sound between his lips and teeth, full of the taste of sex.He also kneaded Jing Ye's belly and waistline with his hands.

Jing Ye only felt the small current-like pleasure in the neck and waist and abdomen, which was so numb that he didn't feel like himself. It spread to all parts of his body like a stone thrown into the center of a lake. Let him lick and kiss from Adam's apple to collarbone, and then continue down.

Le Zhenghuan's lower body was already stiff, and it was between Jing Ye's legs, rubbing against the same place where he was ready to go, slowly and eagerly.

Jing Ye was a little dizzy from the heat from his body.Hearing Le Zhenghuan panting and laughing in his ear: "You're hard..."

A man can't stand such teasing, okay?

He dazedly felt a hand get into the back of his trousers, stroked it a couple of times, and then began to rub vigorously, the pain made him hiss, and raised his hand to "slap" Young Master Le's buttocks.

"I will hurt!"

Le Zhenghuan stopped and looked at him with a straight face.

The two looked at each other.

After a long time, Jing Ye smiled, pushed him away and straightened the clothes that slipped below his shoulders: "Young master, these things are all for the people you like."

Young Master Le: "Hmph."

Jing Ye: "I like the young master."

Lezheng Huanjun's face soared with heat: "...huh." The voice was like a mosquito.

Jing Ye looked at him, and suddenly felt that the blushing appearance of this man looked very much like Feng Ling.

Feng Ling.