After marrying the disabled warrior king

Shen Muting felt the pain, and gave a slight "hiss", and felt more and more that Yue Zhuming's "Lord Dog" was not wronged at all.

He used a dog as a substitute when he got married, and now he is still biting the back of his neck like a dog.

Shen Muting was bitten by the back of his neck and did not dare to move, so he was forced to raise his head. Yue Zhuming stared at his beautiful neck in this posture, and did not let go for a long time, and gradually felt a sense of pleasure/sense of revenge in his heart.

But the next moment he couldn't be happier.

Shen Muting raised his neck and said with difficulty: "You don't want your legs anymore?"

The voice was slightly hoarse, Yue Zhuming's ears felt hot when he heard it.

This man is really...really...at any time, in any posture, in any environment, he can tease him.

Yue Zhuming reluctantly let go, and before he could catch his breath, Shen Muting kissed him back with a more forceful kiss.

After a long time, Shen Muting was condescending, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "My lord, your kissing skills are really bad."

At this time, Shen Muting's cheeks were a little red, and there was a glint of water in his slightly squinted eyes, which seemed to be seductive, Yue Zhuming: ...

Shen Muting lowered his eyes amusedly, turned around, and said, "You teach me how to write, not how to teach you how to be a family."

Yue Zhuming could hear that his tone was somewhat cheerful, and he stopped making noise, after all now——he couldn't stand up.

Yue Zhuming held his hand, but when she saw the copybook he copied, she asked curiously: "Why did you choose this copybook?"

Kill the world and stabilize the future, don't judge the generals by princes and princes.

This was written on the day he married Shen Muting.

"Your handwriting is beautiful, and this handwriting is especially beautiful. My lord," Shen Muting looked back at him, "You mean the emperor?"

Yue Zhuming remained silent, just looked deeply at Shen Muting, Shen Muting was so transparent, as if he could accurately guess no matter what he did or what he was about to do.

This kind of feeling made Yue Zhuming feel dangerous and happy at the same time, as if Shen Muting shared the same brain with him, extremely relaxed and carefree.

Shen Muting saw Yue Zhuming's thoughts at a glance, and said with a smile: "My lord, no one told you, are you so innocent?"

In addition to being vicious and cruel, and having been with him for a long time, Yue Zhuming's thoughts are easy to guess, and he hardly knows how to hide his thoughts. Of course, this is only based on what Shen Muting saw. In fact, how is he in the eyes of others? , Shen Muting has never seen it before.

but……

Recalling the occasional encounter with Lin Feiyu on the day when he returned home, Yue Zhuming seemed to have nothing to fear except for the murderous aura forged from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood on his cold face.

"What's this?" Yue Zhuming took out the paper hanging beside him, looked at Shen Muting strangely, and asked, "There are four different things?"

Shen Muting: ...

He sighed, took the paper in Yue Zhuming's hand, pointed to the crown on it, "King," and then pointed to the dog's wrinkled skin, "Master."

Yue Zhuming: ...

Even if he hurt Shen Muting, he would be bitten back, and now he still calls him a dog prince.

Now Yue Zhuming didn't intend to care about his loss or depreciation, he really used the dog as a substitute to decide the day of his marriage.

"Come here!" Yue Zhuming signaled him to hold the pen, resting his chin on his shoulder, "Can you write your own name?"

Shen Muting naturally knew it, nodded, and said, "But not you."

"I'll teach you." After speaking, Yue Zhuming held his hand, and as soon as Fang held Yue Zhuming, he felt that Shen Muting's hand was very cold, and couldn't help but said, "Why don't you wear more clothes?"

Shen Muting suppressed the throbbing in his heart caused by the hot hands of Yue Zhuming, and only said: "It's too thick." Although his body temperature was slightly low, he was not afraid of the cold.

Yue Zhuming couldn't help hugging him a little tighter, feeling that this person seemed to be thinner and thinner than before, even if there was a charcoal fire in the room, it didn't warm his body.

"Tomorrow, ask someone to make some more clothes." When Yue Zhuming spoke, his breath sprayed Shen Muting's ears vaguely, such a close and quiet distance was rarely seen between him and Yue Zhuming.

The corners of Shen Muting's mouth slightly curled up, "It's okay."

When he wrote down Yue Zhuming's name, Shen Muting wrote it down again, not afraid that Yue Zhuming would laugh at his handwriting, so he showed it to Yue Zhuming after finishing writing, "How is it?"

"Very good!" Although it was just a sketch.

"Lin Feiyu, I have asked Fuqin to arrange a place for him. Is there any place in your palace that he can't go to?"

"No, the important things are not in the palace." Yue Zhuming also has a house that no one knows about.

"That's good!" As for the maze, Lin Feiyu's qinggong is pretty good, so it should be fine.

"You have sent people to protect Lin Yuan these few days. Have you found out who the waves of people who want to kill him are?" Although Shen Muting didn't leave the gate of the palace, there was Fu Qin running errands, Yue Zhuming Shen Muting was very clear about what he had done in the past few days.

"Emperor, Duke, there is still a wave that has not been found out yet."

Yue Zhuming has not been idle for the past few days, he has already prepared the fire that should be lit and the fish that should be caught.

Shen Muting raised his eyebrows, "There are still people you can't find?"

"I am a human being, not a god. There are so many things I don't know in this world!"

Shen Muting remained silent, and wrote Yue Zhuming's name again, and read it while writing. The elongated ending sound and the slightly tender tone made Yue Zhuming feel really attractive. He didn't understand how Shen Muting could grow up. With such an appearance, it seems that no matter what you do, you can easily seduce yourself.

"Fang Shijing arrived in Beijing around 25." Yue Zhuming said softly, ever since Yue Zhuming took Shen Muting for a tour, there have been many speculations about Yue Zhuming in Beijing, and now Shen Muting has left Lin Feiyu in the palace again, I don't know what kind of rumors will come out tomorrow.

Yue Zhuming stared at the back of Shen Muting's neck. When looking at it like this, Shen Muting was very obedient and quiet, if he sat on his lap and didn't move around.

Yue Zhuming sighed, Shen Muting looked back, "What's wrong?"

"I have a needle on my leg?" Yue Zhuming's tone was quite unfriendly, Shen Muting rubbed his innocent eyes again, and said, "The needle is probably quite thick."

Yue Zhuming was aroused by his words, her voice was slightly hoarse, and said: "Aren't you afraid that the needles will be stitched on your body?"

"What can I mend?" Shen Muting chuckled, "My lord, since my husband's hands and feet are healthy, there is nothing to mend, how about it? Are you ready?"

Yue Zhuming naturally knew what he meant by "preparation", looked at the study room, frowned and said: "Here?"

Shen Muting simply took a pen and stretched out his hand to hook his neck, "Could it be that the prince still wants to choose a good place?"

Yue Zhuming looked at Shen Muting, Shen Muting ate and lived with him every day, where did he hide the antidote?

"Alright, let's go back to the room!" Shen Muting went around behind him, put a cloak on him, pushed him and walked to the bedroom.

After entering the room, Shen Muting found the cloth strips that had been prepared and covered Yue Zhuming's eyes, and fiddled with himself. Hearing the voice, Yue Zhuming wanted to tear off the blindfold strips, but was hindered. Whether he can stand up or not depends entirely on Shen Muting, so he held back.

Shen Muting frowned uncontrollably when he slashed his finger with the knife. The tingling pain still made him feel very painful. He was really afraid of pain. In his previous life, he thought that he was already numb to the pain. It felt like the slightest pain had penetrated into the bone marrow.

He still dripped blood into the pastry in the old way, one drop more than last time.

When he finished packing and came over with the pastry that he gnawed down to the size of his little finger, Yue Zhuming was still uncontrollably nervous.

After this time, how long can he stand?

"Open your mouth!"

Yue Zhuming was obedient, this time he planned to taste the ingredients of the medicine, but when he was about to put it in his mouth and swallow it later, Shen Muting grabbed his throat, forcing him to look up, The next moment Shen Muting's lips pressed against her.

Shen Muting's blood is different from ordinary people, but if Yue Zhuming tastes it carefully, he will naturally discover the clues. Shen Muting doesn't want others to know about his special constitution, even Yue Zhuming can't.

After hearing his swallowing sound, Shen Muting let him go, and leaned over to undo the cloth strips from his eyes.

Yue Zhuming just looked at Shen Muting, his expression was indifferent, as if nothing happened just now.

"My lord, I have made it clear at the beginning that I can make you stand up, and naturally I can make you unable to stand up forever." He hooked Yue Zhuming's chin, "Have you thought it through?"

Shen Muting was still smiling, but there was a bit of coldness in that smile, Yue Zhuming narrowed his eyelashes slightly, the harmonious atmosphere just now disappeared, Yue Zhuming raised his neck, hooked Shen Muting's waist with one hand, and pulled him away Liao, Shen Muting immediately moved forward, and Yue Zhuming suddenly bullied him.

He wanted to see what Shen Muting did, why he was so good to you that your heart trembled when he was nice to you, and so ruthless when he ignored you.

Shen Muting frowned after being bitten by him, felt a little pain, and felt more and more that the dog prince is really a dog prince, and he would bite people at every turn.

Until her lips parted, Yue Zhuming's eyes were red, and she didn't know if she was angry or holding back.

Shen Muting caressed his face, "Be good, be obedient." After speaking, he sat on his lap as if nothing had happened, his voice became a little weak, "I don't want to move anymore, will the lord help me to undress and wash?"

Yue Zhuming had nothing to do with him, so she carried Shen Muting to the bathing room.

Shen Muting's weight was very light, and he seemed weightless when held in his arms. It had been nine days since he stood up last time, and he did not appear weak at all.

Shen Muting fell into his arms and let Yue Zhuming serve him.

People are lazy, soft as if they have no bones, slender, thin and thin, as white as jade, and black as ink.

Until the person was put into the bath, Yue Zhuming didn't come down, so Shen Muting lay down by the pool, lazily raised his eyes to look at Yue Zhuming who was condescendingly looking down at him, and then closed his eyes again.