Multiple crimes

"Me? I'm here to add to the fun. Don't you guys want to watch the dance?"

Yuan Ziyou witnessed the whole process of the riot from outside the crowd.He had never seen Yuan Yu before, and he didn't understand why Er Zhurong was staring at him. Seeing that the entanglement between the two parties was endless, he rushed forward impatiently to make a rescue.

Er Zhurong didn't think he was making a rescue, he thought Yuan Ziyou was here to make trouble.He frowned and was about to reprimand, when someone in the crowd suddenly booed, "The emperor can dance?"

Yuan Ziyou raised his hand and touched the back of his ears, he seemed a little ashamed: "I know a little bit, I don't know if you like to watch it or not."

"I love to watch, I love to watch! Your Majesty is willing to show you face, and I'm so honored!"

"Okay, then I'll start... You guys come here!" Yuan Ziyou waved to the Hu musicians waiting at the side: "Come to my side. You guys play it, and I will dance to the music."

Several Hu people looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a moment's hesitation, they really moved their instruments and walked towards Yuan Ziyou.

"Stop!" Er Zhurong finally couldn't take it anymore, and slapped the table and shouted angrily.

The musicians were startled and backed away in fright.A few good ministers knew that they had played with fire, so they all lowered their heads guiltily and peeked at Er Zhurong's face from the corner of their eyes.The hall, which was still buzzing a moment ago, fell silent in an instant.

Standing up suddenly, Er Zhurong rushed to Yuan Ziyou's side and pulled him away, while lowering his voice and said viciously: "Don't embarrass me here!"

Er Zhurong took Yuan Ziyou's hand and pulled him into a side room at the back of the hall: "You are drunk. Rest here for a while, and I will send someone to pick you up when you enter the bridal chamber."

"I'm not drunk, I drink very well...much better than you." Yuan Ziyou took a step sideways and stuck to Er Zhurong's back, and was about to hug his waist with a smile: "Why are you so angry? "

"Yuan Ziyou! You are the emperor of my Great Wei! Do you still know what royal face is?"

"Isn't it just a dance? It's just to cheer everyone up...Why, just watch him dance or not?"

"You! Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?" Er Zhurong shook off the arms wrapped around his waist, turned around and stared into Yuan Ziyou's eyes: "They are making fun of you, can't you see? "

"Hee hee, that's really strange... Are you complaining about me?" Yuan Ziyou took a step back and sat on the bed in the corner of the room, then raised his head with a sad expression: "Master Erzhu, they made fun of me, Isn't this all your indulgence?"

Er Zhurong woke up suddenly when he heard the words, and he also became puzzled.Yes, what am I in a hurry for?What does it matter to me that he is willing to be made fun of like a fool?

Yuan Ziyou saw that Er Zhurong was speechless, so he curled his lips in a good mood, and fell back on the bed straight: "Don't worry, I won't go out to embarrass you. I'll rest here. Come and see me later!"

"...Don't run around, call me if you need anything." Er Zhurong didn't want to stay any longer, so he opened the door and walked out after saying yes.Yuan Ziyou accepted him when he saw a good deal, which reassured him a lot, and he didn't plan to send someone to guard him for the time being.

Yuan Ziyou lay on his back in the darkness, the noise in the hall could not disturb him, and fell asleep soundly after a while.After about an hour, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Yuan Ziyou woke up from his sleep and leaned to the crack of the door to look out in a daze.I saw two guards helping a tall man who staggered past the door.After the three disappeared around the corner, Yuan Ziyou pushed open the door and followed them lightly.

Er Zhurong's alcohol capacity was indeed not very good, and his head would start to feel dizzy after a few drinks.He was too complacent at the banquet just now, and if he accidentally got too complacent, he is a little powerless now.

Er Zhurong was familiar with his alcoholism, and knew that the drunkenness would come and go quickly, so he was not worried.He found an excuse to leave the table, planning to find a place to take a nap first.

After the guard put him on the bed, he closed the door and retreated.Er Zhurong lay on his back and stretched out his limbs, letting the deep sleepiness sweep over his whole body bit by bit.However, at the moment when he was about to fall into a dream, something suddenly touched his lips lightly.

Er Zhurong frowned while half asleep and half awake, turning his cheeks from side to side to avoid the foreign object.However, the thing clung to him as if it had eyes. After rubbing its lips back and forth a few times, it slid down the throat line and touched his chest all the way.

Er Zhurong finally couldn't help itching and raised his eyelids, Yuan Ziyou's infinitely enlarged face flashed in front of his eyes.

"What are you doing?" He grasped the restless hand on his chest, and said hoarsely, "Where's the queen?"

"I don't know, I haven't entered the bridal chamber yet... Didn't you say that someone will pick me up when the time comes?"

Er Zhurong was still drunk, and his reaction was a little sluggish. After saying "um", he fell into silence, as if he was recalling what he had said.Yuan Ziyou took advantage of his trance and quickly stretched out his hand, and cleverly rolled up the hem of his robe.

"What are you doing, why are you so drunk? Watching that man dance?" He was talking about something, but his hands kept moving, and he tore off Er Zhurong's belt three times. Both pants and panties fell below the knees.

"Yuan Yu? Humph, you are protecting him..." Er Zhurong couldn't hear Yuan Ziyou's words, so he waved his hand impatiently, with some annoyance in his tone, "Don't try to plead for him...he This is courting death!"

Yuan Ziyou didn't care about Yuan Yu's life and death at first, but now he suddenly changed his mind.

"What? If I want to keep someone else, I have to ask you for mercy?"

Er Zhurong was trembling with laughter when he heard this, and he didn't know if it was because of his drunkenness or because he really thought it was funny.Raising his upper body to face Yuan Ziyou, he raised his voice and said, "Ha! You want to keep him? What are you keeping him for?"

The loose clothes that had been kneaded slid down the shoulders with tremors, and were wrapped around the wrists in layers.Er Zhurong didn't care, raised his chin and continued, "Is it okay to want to sleep with him?"

Yuan Ziyou could see that he was drunk and over excited, but he was not angry.Not only is he not angry, but he also likes his appearance very much - the expression is rich and clear.

Putting his knee on Er Zhurong's calf, Yuan Ziyou leaned forward and whispered something in his ear, and then backed away as soon as he finished speaking.Er Zhurong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then smiled exaggeratedly: "Is that how you like me?"

Yuan Ziyou lowered his eyes and did not answer, a moment later he suddenly bent down and buried him between his legs.

Er Zhurong didn't expect him to make such a sudden move. In shock and anger, his body swayed and fell back on the bed. At the same time, he felt an electric current rushing all the way along the spine, burning his waist and back softly, and his scalp numb.

Closing his eyes and taking two deep breaths, he began to peel off the clothes wrapped around his wrists, while mocking in a cold voice: "I never thought that Your Majesty would have such a hobby!"

Yuan Ziyou concentrated on performing his own one-man show, turning a blind eye to Er Zhurong's banter.

He actually doesn't like to do this kind of thing—he doesn't like it, and he's not good at it. At best, he's just interested in Er Zhurong's body.And that part is the most secret place on the whole body, which is not easily seen or touched at ordinary times.

He moved his head sideways and stroked the root of the utensil back and forth with his lips. He was like a child studying a toy he just got, full of novelty, to the point where he couldn't put it down.

In the end, it was Er Zhurong who couldn't hold his breath anymore—Yuan Ziyouguang kept fanning the flames, and after fanning for a long time, it was only a small fire, and he refused to give him a good time.If this continues, he will be stewed alive!

Putting his hands through Yuan Ziyou's armpits and dragging him to his chest, Er Zhurong lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: "You shameless thing... There will be no second time!"

Yuan Ziyou pressed his body down with his strength, buried his whole face into Er Zhurong's neck, and smiled sullenly: "This is already the second time."