The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Feng Jiuqing wiped the blood from under his nose and looked at the man solemnly.

The man chuckled, and the water drops on his hair fell onto his face, along his neck, across his Adam's apple, and then slid down to his collarbone, falling back into the pool with a vague sense of seduction.

"Want to come together?"

Familiar eyebrows and familiar voice fell into Feng Jiuqing's ears. Feng Jiuqing suddenly came back to his senses, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes: "Is it a dream again?"

The man smiled, sighed lightly, and walked towards Feng Jiuqing step by step. "Plop——"

Feng Jiuqing was pulled into the water by that man. The splashing water wet the hair on his forehead. He looked like a kitten that fell into the water, ignorant, innocent and pitiful.

The man took Feng Jiuqing's hand and placed it on his chest. The smile in his eyes almost enveloped Feng Jiuqing. A muffled laugh came from above Feng Jiuqing's head: "Qingqing, why don't you touch it and see if it's an illusion."

The warm touch under his palm, the clear and powerful ups and downs, and the thumping heartbeat reached Feng Jiuqing's ears. Feng Jiuqing's eyes instantly turned red, and his voice was also a bit tearful: "I can't feel it, don't move, let me take a good look to see if it's an illusion."

"Don't cry, you can do whatever you want, I won't move."

A tear fell from Feng Jiuqing's eyes, and he raised his head and said fiercely: "You said it! If you move later, it won't count!"

The man wiped away the tears from Feng Jiuqing's eyes and said softly: "Okay, okay, whatever Qingqing says is what it is."

Feng Jiuqing's slender fingers stroked his warm face and gradually slid down to his neck...

"Qingqing!"

The man groaned, his tone was somewhat dangerous, his cheeks turned slightly red, and his chest kept rising and falling, as if he was suppressing something that was out of control.

Feng Jiuqing was even more fierce than him, staring at the man with a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes: "You can tell me to do anything! Don't regret it!"

The man took a deep breath, his eyes darkened, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Qingqing, I didn't say you can't, but are you sure you want to continue doing this?"

Feng Jiuqing increased the strength of his hands. He was not the innocent young master he was back then, who would be frightened by the person in front of him. This was a rare opportunity, so of course he had to get back what he owed over the years, including the principal and interest.

"Didn't I tell you not to move? Why don't you obey? You won't get any candy if you don't obey!"

The man's eyes grew darker, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead due to excessive endurance, but his face remained calm.

"Qingqing, I am older than you."

Feng Jiuqing's face turned red from his neck to his ears. He stared at the person in front of him and gritted his teeth and said, "Really? I didn't see that! I just know that if I use a little force, it will sleep forever!"

The sweat beads on the man's forehead slid down one by one, his brows slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were a little moist: "Qingqing, I'm talking about age."

Feng Jiuqing paused, glared at him fiercely, "Who cares what you say! Butler Yan, you talk too much!"

A faint blue light flashed in the depths of Yan Xun's eyes, and he looked at Feng Jiuqing pretending to be sad: "Master, do you dislike me? We haven't seen each other for many years. I just want to talk to you more. Is this not okay?"

Just listen to how pitiful the tone is, she looks like someone who has been abandoned by a heartless person. Her eyes are slightly red, and the feeling of brokenness hits Feng Jiuqing's heart directly.

Feng Jiuqing's eyes became even redder. He turned over and pushed Yan Xun against the edge of the pool. His voice seemed to roll out from the depths of his throat: "You still know it's been years! Where have you been all these years! Why! Why did you leave me alone!"

"You said you would stay with me forever! Why didn't you do it! You bad guy! You only know how to take advantage of my soft heart!"

"If you dare to abandon me again, I will ignore you! I will never pay attention to you again! Bastard! You bastard!"

Yan Xun let Feng Jiuqing bite his collarbone, sighed and gently wiped away Feng Jiuqing's tears.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I won't do it again. Be good and don't cry, okay?"

Feng Jiuqing let go of Yan Xun only after tasting the salty taste, tears streaming down his cheeks: "What's the point of saying sorry! Can saying sorry make up for the years you were away? Asshole Xun, I hate you! I hate you!"

Seeing Feng Jiuqing crying so hard that her heart was about to break, Yan Xun no longer cared to pretend to be pitiful. He pulled Feng Jiuqing into his arms and kept comforting her: "Qingqing, don't cry. I was wrong. Please don't be angry, okay?"

"It's me who made you suffer. I'm a bastard. I didn't protect Qingqing well. All the mistakes are my fault. You can punish me however you want. Stop crying, okay?"

Feng Jiuqing hugged Yan Xun tightly and cried, "Why have you become so thin, Xun? I can even feel your bones. What on earth have you been through?"

Yan Xun said softly: "I'm fine, Qingqing. This is a long story. I have reasons that I cannot tell you for the time being. I will tell you everything after it's over."

Feng Jiuqing raised his head from Yan Xun's arms, his eyes filled with uncontrollable anger: "What did you say? Yan Xun, say it again."

Yan Xun knew that Feng Jiuqing would be angry, but he had finally managed to save Qingqing from danger. He couldn't let Qingqing get hurt in the slightest. He couldn't afford to take the risk.

Yan Xun hugged Feng Jiuqing again: "I'm sorry Qingqing, I know I was wrong, but I don't want to lie to you, please forgive me."