Multiple crimes

In the battle of Yecheng, Er Zhurong won many with fewer, and he fought beautifully.The handsome officers and soldiers who stayed in Luoyang couldn't wait to start arranging a guard of honor with great fanfare to welcome the general back to the city.

Yuan Ziyou really wanted to see Er Zhurong triumphantly, he must be very glamorous and charming, but he didn't want to lower his figure to please the entire Xiurong army.Besides, when the army entered the city, the scene must have been very chaotic, and Yuan Ziyou couldn't stand the noise.

According to the plan, Er Zhurong's army would return to the city before noon, and Yuan Ziyou nestled in the bedroom indifferently all morning.After Si Shi, he finally couldn't hold back his temper and asked Yan Shuo to go to the gate of the city to have a look.Yan Shuo was unwilling, so he turned around and asked a servant to go for him.

It took nearly two hours for the little follower to come back panting.

Yuan Ziyou asked casually, "What did you see?"

The young servant was in high spirits, and because of his excessive excitement, he was a bit confused: "Go back to the emperor, you will return as much as you have gone, and the loss is negligible. The general came later than the vanguard, and he can be seen from a long distance on horseback. How awesome! The prison cart escorting Ge Rong is so big..."

"Ge Rong is not dead?"

"Of course! It's captured alive, and it's great to be captured alive!"

The little entourage thought for a while, and then added: "The general still asks about you, the emperor!"

Yuan Ziyou gave an "um" and raised his head: "What did he say?"

"Go back to the emperor, it's too far away, I didn't hear clearly."

Er Zhurong was actually just asking casually, and had no other thoughts.Before leaving, Yuan Ziyou seemed to have shown great interest in fighting. He thought he would appear in the welcoming ceremony.It doesn't matter if you don't show up, I haven't had a good rest for a few days, and now I am physically and mentally exhausted, my mouth is dry, and I really don't have the energy to deal with Yuan Ziyou who is full of energy.

"Where is Er Zhurong now? Back to the camp?"

"Going back to the emperor, the general seems to have gone to the mansion, and Mr. Yuan is in the camp."

"... I see, you go down."

In the evening, the sky was dark.Yuan Ziyou lay on the bed waiting for dinner with a heavy heart, and wanted to take a nap first, but tossed and turned, he became more and more restless.

It stands to reason that the army should be the first to announce the good news to the emperor in triumph. Since he didn't go to the gate of the city to greet him, the general should take the initiative to come to see him.But it has been an afternoon, and there is no movement in the general's mansion.Er Zhurong didn't show up, and none of the servants who sent the message came.

"Isn't it an injury?"

After going on like this for more than an hour, it was completely dark.Yuan Ziyou finally couldn't bear it anymore and went to the general's mansion by himself.

It is reasonable to say that Er Zhurong killed his relatives, restricted his freedom, and did not take him as a monarch in the slightest, so he had reason to hate him.However, I don't know why the hatred doesn't last long, and I always think about him while hating.

Yuan Ziyou lived indifferently and meaninglessly for 20 years, never knowing what love is, but he decided that he couldn't do without Er Zhurong.What can I do without it?Then say hello!Who told people not to care about you?It's a good thing to get closer.

When the guards at the gate saw the emperor coming, they did not stop him as usual.Yuan Ziyou recognized the terrain, and walked straight towards the main building with ease.When I opened the door, there was no one in the front hall.Going further and bypassing a small courtyard, Yuan Ziyou bumped into Chen Dezhong at the entrance of the corridor on the right side of the courtyard, and there were two maidservants standing in front of the door behind him.

Since he was someone close to Er Zhurong, he would definitely be able to see Er Zhurong wherever he was.Yuan Ziyou was ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't stop walking. He called out affectionately: "Hello, Uncle Chen" and walked past him into the corridor.

Chen Dezhong was dizzy when he called "Uncle" and didn't know how to react.After a moment of hesitation, Yuan Ziyou raised his hand to push the door.

Stepping up to stop him, Chen Dezhong was in a hurry this time, he grabbed Yuan Ziyou's sleeve and dragged him back, while lowering his voice, "Your Majesty, please wait for a while... the general is not free, it's inconvenient... ...I can't!"

"Why don't you have time? Isn't the battle already over? I came to condolences to my ministers, why are you stopping me!" Yuan Ziyou broke away in a calm manner, smiling without getting angry.The old man had a kind face and kind eyes, and it was very funny when he was in a hurry, he liked it.

Chen Dezhong was almost dying of anxiety, wishing to knock Yuan Ziyou unconscious, but the opponent was the emperor who didn't dare to do it rashly, so he could only watch helplessly as he pressed his hand on the door panel.

Just as he was about to force the door, it bounced open by itself—it did, and the door frame hit the wall with a loud "bang", with such force that Yuan Ziyou was almost knocked out.

"What are you doing here?"

Er Zhurong stood at the door with a blank face, his voice was so cold that he could freeze to death.

Yuan Ziyou stood up and raised his head, and saw that he was only wearing a pair of obscene trousers, his exposed skin was covered with thin beads of sweat, and sweat was constantly dripping from his temples, stroking along his loose hair. over shoulders and chest.

"What are you doing here?" Er Zhurong repeated, suppressing his anger.

Yuan Ziyou felt that the other party's voice was abnormally hoarse, his words were panting, and his eyes were unnaturally red.Suspicious in his heart, he turned his head and looked behind Er Zhurong, only then did he notice that there was a woman lying on the bed in the room.

"You..." Yuan Ziyou's heart suddenly burst into an unknown fire, which burned his eyes so hard that his eyes changed, and even his voice changed: "You are doing this!"

Er Zhurong was in the midst of the cloud and rain, and was about to get better, but was interrupted at a critical moment, and his face turned black with anger.Right now, he just wanted to get Yuan Ziyou out as soon as possible, so he refrained from using violence.

However, Yuan Ziyou was not relentless.He thought about Er Zhurong so much before, that now his grief and indignation had reached its peak, and he felt like he had been severely deceived.

I waited for you all afternoon in fear, but you are fine, nothing happened, and you are still here happily!

"The dignified general of the Zhu Kingdom... can't wait to do this kind of thing right after leaving the battlefield, Yin Chaos!"

"What did you say?!" Er Zhurong was so angry that he seemed to vomit blood, "Say it again!"

During the march, the time was tight and there were no women, and the desire could not be vented for ten and a half months, even a young man couldn't stand it.Right now, after finally finishing the battle and going back to the city, it is normal to be happy and happy after having enough energy.What "silver chaos" and "sanctuary" are really shocking slanders!

Yuan Ziyou turned a blind eye to the man's fury, turned around and rushed to the bed, grabbed the hair of the man on the bed and dragged it out.

The woman was frightened out of her wits by the sudden attack, hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover her body, and clasped the bed rail tightly with her other hand, screaming for mercy.Seeing that she still dared to resist, Yuan Ziyou simply twisted her head and slammed it against the bedpost.

Seeing this, Er Zhurong couldn't bear it anymore, and separated the two entangled people with his hands.

Holding Yuan Ziyou with his arms, he winked wearily at the woman who slid to the ground.The latter put on his clothes indiscriminately, covered his head and left tremblingly.

"You also go back."

Chen Dezhong who was outside the door hesitated a little when he heard the words, and finally led the maidservant out.

Yuan Ziyou broke free from Er Zhurong's restraint, leaned sideways against the wall, and said with a sneer, "I'm going to kill her...why don't you let me kill her? Do you like her?"

"Yuan Ziyou, are you taking too much care?"

"I am the emperor, so I can take care of whatever I want. Since you are my subject, you can only serve me alone. I don't like you messing around with women, and you don't even want to marry a concubine!"

"Don't talk nonsense...Your Majesty, what exactly do you want to do?" Er Zhurong clenched and loosened his fists, and Er Zhurong had no choice but to use a coaxing tone.

Yuan Ziyou didn't answer, but stared at him intently.The room was dimly lit, and he couldn't see Er Zhurong's expression clearly, he could only feel the corners of Er Zhurong's mouth slightly curved, which was regarded as a smile.

In the next second, he suddenly fit into Er Zhurong's chest, wrapped his arms tightly around him, and firmly pressed his lips against his chin—just at the height of his chin.

He just wanted to kiss, anywhere.

This intimacy came without warning, Er Zhurong couldn't dodge in time to be hugged dizzy, didn't react until his arm hurt from being strangled, and hurriedly pushed him away.

His chin was wet, thinking it was stained with Yuan Ziyou's saliva, but he didn't care about it anymore, he cursed secretly, turned around, picked up the clothes on the bed and put them on his body: "Your Majesty is so tired and confused. I send His Majesty back..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Ziyou posted it again—it was more like a bump than a post, and he threw him on the bed with the weight of his body.Immediately afterwards, he buried his nose and mouth deeply into his shoulder socket, exhaled tremblingly, as if about to whimper.

"Yuan Ziyou, get up!" The arm was wrapped around his waist and couldn't be pulled out for a while, so Er Zhurong had no choice but to stand still and let him torture him.After a while, seeing that the other party did not make any further movements, he tried to struggle, but found that there was a hard object pressing against his waist behind him.

Speaking of which, it wasn't the first time Yuan Ziyou was in heat in front of him, but this time the situation was different.

Er Zhurong took off his armor and returned home at noon, he was extremely exhausted.However, after sleeping and drinking some wine, the interest suddenly rose.Just now, when he and the singer Yunyu were about to enter a good state, even though they were interrupted halfway, the desire they provoked did not fade away so easily.At this time, Yuan Ziyou pressed it so hot and lingeringly, and then moved him up and down like this, his throat tightened and his body became hot again.

Lifting his chin to avoid the broken hair, he turned his head to look at the head resting on the side of his neck, thinking: "Is he really sick, or is he thinking about me?"

Yuan Ziyou felt Er Zhurong's gaze, and slowly raised his head, his face was flushed, and his eyes were scattered almost ferociously.

Due to his status, Er Zhurong never paid attention to Yuan Ziyou's appearance.Now that he looked at him from a close distance, he suddenly found that the other party was actually quite handsome.With a melon-shaped face, thick eyelashes, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with watery corners, if it weren't for the ferocious gaze now, it would have added a bit of charm.

"...Didn't you want me to serve you?" After a long time, he heard himself speak hoarsely and slowly, "Let me go, I will serve you."