Shock!Straight Man Long Aotian Secretly Hides The Villain’S Skirt Chapter 107
byChapter 107 The sick and violent prince 5
No, not until he recovers.
When tomorrow dawns, he will teach this slave who dares to offend him a lesson.
Xie Rong rolled his eyes and stuffed his other foot into A Chou’s generous palm. The warmth made him half-squint his eyes and patted the man’s face, “I’m scaring you. How can I be willing to kill you? As long as you warm yourself up, I will reward you.”
Since ancient times in the Kingdom of China, both its subjects and the royal family have had Duan Xiu who likes male sex.
But on the surface, it is taboo for everyone. At most, he hides people secretly in the back house. If someone makes a joke, he is immodest, disrespectful to morals, violates ethics, loses his official position and loses face, and finally cannot gain a foothold in Kyoto.
As a prince, Xie Rong has not yet accepted a concubine. If the news of the broken sleeves spreads, it will inevitably bring bad reputation to him.
Therefore, these Saibei prisoners of war sent by the queen were ostensibly to be slaves for the prince, but their real purpose was to use the pure Yang bodies of these prisoners of war to warm the prince’s bed and body.
那日母後特意交代了謝融，千萬不可被人瞧去。
Of course Xie Rong would do this in order to keep his position as the crown prince as secure as Mount Tai.
Whoever dares to speak out, he will silence his voice and gouge his eyes!
謝融這樣想着，擡手挑開陸元駒的衣襟，柔軟冰涼的指尖貼在男人滾燙的胸口皮膚上，漸漸有了暖意。
He lowered his eyes to contain his emotions.
When the time comes, the first person to be silenced will be the mouth of this cheap slave.
Xie Rongyou felt that it was not warm enough and put both hands on it.
The muscles in the man’s chest became harder and harder, and Xie Rong could feel the heartbeat that almost shot through his chest in his palms.
[How does the protagonist feel???, pain value +1]
Xie Rong raised his eyes suspiciously and saw the slave A Chou with a terrifying face, gritting his teeth and staring at him, as if he was enduring a great humiliation.
But Xie Rong no longer doesn’t understand anything. He always remembers that as long as he sits on a man’s face with his legs spread, he can make a man obedient.
他貼在阿醜心口的指腹慢慢往下，停在男人随即緊繃的腰腹，故意道：“好像這裏更暖和呢。”
Does the prince of this dynasty love to seduce men so much?
Lu Yuanju cursed secretly. He was already in his prime of life. Even though he had devoted himself to fighting with other warriors since childhood and had never experienced anything like that, he was still a real man.
Fortunately, he wasn’t Duanxiu. If it were his group of silly companions, they would have been stunned by the beauty.
Lu Yuanju’s waist and abdomen were hard and hot, like a piece of red-hot iron. It was warmer than Tang Pozi and Dilong. Xie Rong couldn’t help but feel happy, lowering his head and rubbing it with his cold cheek.
Lu Yuanju:!!!
The man froze as if facing a powerful enemy, his face became more ferocious, his chest heaved violently, his eyes were scarlet, staring at him fiercely.
[How does the protagonist feel???, pain value +1]
“It’s so comfortable. Although you Saibei prisoners of war are lowly, this male body is still somewhat useful.” Xie Rong’s cool breath blew on Lu Yuanju’s waist and abdomen. “Tomorrow, let them take turns to warm Gu’s bed. I will choose the most powerful one to warm Gu’s body.”
“No need to choose,” Lu Yuanju sneered in his heart. Does the prince still want to harm his companions?Don’t even think about it.
“I’m the best.”
“Really?” Xie Rong pulled away from him and patted the open space beside him, “Then come up and give me a warm bed. If you dare to lie to me, you will be rewarded.”
Lu Yuanju was not scared.
Isn’t it just to warm the bed for Duanxiu?
He suppressed his disgust and climbed onto the prince’s bed, lying next to Xie Rong expressionlessly like a piece of hot wood, letting the prince get into his arms, touch him here and there, and press his delicate face against his chest to seduce him.
Xie Rong was nestled between the quilt and the man’s chest, but he was extremely restless. One moment he would grab the tassel beads hanging by the bed curtain and play with them, and the next moment his face would be downcast, and he would sneak his head out of the bed curtain suspiciously to inspect the dark bedroom.
An hour later, Xie Rong’s breathing became longer and he fell asleep.
Lu Yuanju didn’t close his eyes all night, and didn’t fall asleep until dawn.
Ningshen incense was burned in the hall, and Lu Yuanju was tired for many days, so he slept unconsciously until he was kicked off the bed——
Lu Yuanju suddenly woke up.
“Damn you bitch, how dare you sneak into Gu’an’s bedroom to steal Gu’s treasure while Gu’an is sleeping!” Xie Rong sat on the couch, his messy black hair not even having time to comb it, half of his pale face hidden behind the bed curtain, “Why don’t you tie up Achou to Gu’an?”
Eunuch Gao waved his hand, and several young eunuchs came forward and tied up Lu Yuanju with hemp ropes.
Lu Yuanju smiled ferociously.
She took the initiative to get into his arms last night and didn’t look like a prince at all. This morning she turned against him and refused to recognize him, so she beat him up?
“Your Highness said I stole things, where is the evidence?”
Xie Rong turned his head, looked around on the couch, pulled out his underwear from the quilt, and gave Eunuch Gao a look.
Eunuch Gao took the obscene trousers and stuffed them into Lu Yuanju’s arms. He then pretended to search for the obscene trousers. He raised his orchid fingers and said in surprise and anger, “You are so ugly, how dare you steal His Highness’s obscene clothes!”
Lu Yuanju looked at him fiercely.
Xie Rong said calmly: “Hit.”
The two young eunuchs held long wooden boards and hit Lu Yuanju hard on the back.
The wooden board hit the skin with muffled sounds again and again. Lu Yuanju lowered his head and gritted his teeth, remaining silent.
The smell of blood gradually became stronger, mixed with the aroma of medicine in the temple, and became a good medicine.
A dose of medicine that could dispel the anger accumulated in Xie Rong’s heart last night.
“Your Highness, it’s time to drink the medicine,” the aunt in charge said with a normal expression as she walked into the bedroom carrying the hot medicine.
Xie Rong picked up a porcelain spoon and slowly stirred the bowl of bitter concoction. He drank a spoonful and then spit out his tongue.
The anger that had just subsided came back again. Xie Rong smashed the medicine bowl, clenched the quilt tightly with his pale finger bones, and said in a cold tone: “If the hospital dares to cook such bitter medicine to harm Gu, Gu will kill them all! Get out! A bunch of useless trash!”
Everyone even withdrew the eunuch who was scolding A Chou with a stick.
Xie Rong’s anger surged so much that his already weak energy and blood flowed backwards, and his eyes became black and dizzy.
He forced himself to stay on the bed, staggered up to Lu Yuanju, and grabbed the man’s neck.
“Weren’t you quite arrogant last night?” Xie Rong lowered his head and smelled the smell of blood on his body, gasping and laughing. His eyes were spinning so brightly and darkly that his pupils were dilated and he couldn’t see the man’s face clearly. “Why are you mute now?”
“Lan Jieyu died in Yeting. Do you know why she died?”
Lu Yuanju sneered: “Because you refused to save me.”
Xie Rong said coldly, “No, because she doesn’t even know who to ask for is the most useful.”
“You don’t know either,” Xie Rong covered his lips and coughed a few times, the corners of his lips raised, his voice weak and unable to conceal his excitement, “So you will die too.”