Marrying Gold and Jade

Zhou Yuan, the seventh son of the Daxing royal family, has been trying to figure out the emperor's intentions since returning to the palace. At the same time, he silently reminded himself that his departure and the death of the sixth prince all had their reasons.

But even though he had private conversations with others several times, Emperor Xianzhen never mentioned a word about what happened that year.

Gradually he understood that his father did it on purpose, knowing what he really wanted and not wanting anyone to mention it.

He also realized that he and his fifth brother had a common enemy and were not enemies in essence.

As for Lin Ji, they have been working together quite well over the past few days, and Ming Yuan did not bring up old issues because of what happened in the Lin family. After all, if he were Lin Ji, he would probably be more wary of a family servant.

"I heard that Ayu moved back to Wangyue Pavilion."

At lunch time, most of the officials from the Ministry of Justice went to eat, and Lin Ji took the initiative to find someone to talk to.

"Yes."

Ming Yuan didn't blame Lin Ji at that time, but he still couldn't win him over like he did others.

He knew very well that Lin Ji had never given up on Lin Yu. It could be said that everything he did, including standing in front of him at this moment, was for her.

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness."

Hearing this, the overly tall boy glanced sideways, "Before you arrived in Kyoto, Ayu also lived with me, everything was fine."

After saying that, without even looking at him, Mingyuan put down the file and walked out.

Lin Yu meets with these two people every day. Compared to Xu Jinxuan who always makes a fuss whenever he meets someone, Lin Ji and Ming Yuan, at least, appear to be in harmony on the surface.

Until the night of New Year's Eve, Lin Yu mistook fruit wine for vinegar and drank until he was dizzy at the emperor's private banquet. He said he wanted to go out for some fresh air, but he ended up collapsing. Fortunately, a palace maid quickly helped him up.

At that moment, Lin Ji and Ming Yuan spoke at the same time: "I will go with her."

At that time, all the people present at the banquet were those close to the Emperor. The Empress was there, as were Concubine Rong and Concubine Xian, who entered the palace in the same year as the Empress. These two had heard about Lin Yu before, but this was the first time they had seen him so openly. Their eyes met for a moment, and they enjoyed watching the fun.

I could even read from the other person's eyes that if the most willful Old Five was also there, the situation would probably be even more lively.

But Lin Ji and Ming Yuan were not like Xu Jinxuan after all. They had some reservations and remained silent for a while.

"Stop." Emperor Xianzhen was also dizzy and hot, so he called Lin Yu and said, "Choose someone to accompany you out."

Lin Yu turned around with difficulty and counted on his fingers. It had been three days since he last saw Xu Jinxuan. It seemed that it was not only because he drank too much, but also because the love poison was taking effect.

There was a hint of cold sweat on his forehead, and his knees were shaking when he saluted.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I'll trouble Your Highness the Seventh Prince now."

She didn't care about Lin Ji's expression. She only felt as if there were many bugs crawling on her body, making her feel uncomfortable.

The emperor called "Seventh Brother" again, and Mingyuan stood up from his seat, bowed, and left with everyone else.

As soon as she walked out of the hall, the girl staggered and was immediately supported by the tall boy around the waist.

"Is it having an attack?" Ming Yuan had helped her relieve the pain before, so it was not difficult for him to guess her current situation. He also knew that his previous choice did not mean anything, because he could relieve her pain, but Lin Ji could not.

Lin Yu leaned almost his entire back on the man's arm, using his strength to move forward. No matter how cold the wind was, it could not blow away the heat on his face and body.

"A Yuan, I feel so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable..."

Without Xu Jinxuan, the physical "punishment" seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. She couldn't bear it more and more. Today, she couldn't even maintain a clear mind.

Mingyuan simply ignored the looks from everyone around him and with a slight movement of his arms, he picked her up horizontally.

"Just bear with it for a while, I'll help you when I get back."

With his head resting on the man's chest, Lin Yu couldn't help rubbing it again and again. Finally, he got a little comfort and couldn't help calling him: "A Yuan..."

"I'm here, I'll be right back."

The figures of the two soon disappeared at the end of the palace road, leaving Lin Ji alone at the banquet, who had not yet left, staring at the wine cup in front of him absent-mindedly.

Emperor Xianzhen saw it all, but he would always talk to him intentionally or unintentionally.

The Moon-Watching Pavilion on the other side.

Seeing that Lin Yu was carried back by someone, Qingdai opened the palace door and chased after her, asking, "What happened to the girl?"

Ming Yuan didn't have time to explain, so he just said, "Remember to prepare hot water for bathing at night."

After saying this, the palace door was closed.

Compared to Lin Yu's eyes closed and irregular breathing, his overly young face showed a calmness that was inconsistent with his age.

"Just like last time."

In the past, he would put Lin Yu on the couch, sit on the edge of the couch, and comfort her body little by little.

His palms were very big, so it didn't take him much effort to caress the petite girl's body. He just needed to repeat it over and over again, which required a lot of patience and concentration.

After all, her demeanor at the moment, with her occasional moans, was extremely erotic.

"Go harder today." Each time it took longer than the previous one and the force used had to be increased. Mingyuan only reminded her and did not ask for her permission.

Tears quickly welled up in Lin Yu's eyes. There was no reason, but she just couldn't hold them back.

Fortunately, it was not the first time. She completely trusted the young man beside her and entrusted herself to him. She felt relieved, but still seemed unable to suppress it.

After about an incense stick of time, Lin Yu regained some consciousness and clearly realized that his caressing her through her clothes was far from enough, especially since her clothes were exceptionally thick after the weather turned cold.

"Wait a moment."

She sat up and tried to take off her outermost coat.

But he had very little strength in his body, and his tender white fingertips slipped on the gold buckle, and he was unable to get out of the buckle.

"I come."

Mingyuan knew that she was afraid of being embarrassed at times like this, so he rarely asked and always did it first. She was unwilling to refuse again.

After all, if Lin Yu were to speak himself, he would probably almost faint from enduring it.

"You've sweated a little. Take off your shirt and I'll wipe your body for you."

Not refusing was a yes. He took off the layers of finely embroidered clothes and took the towel that was always on the washbasin rack.

Lin Yu did indeed break out in a thin layer of sweat, and with the scent of bath soap on his body, his entire body exuded a faint fragrance.

He turned over, revealing a large, snow-white back with only a strap, and his thin spine swaying with his breath, which made people jealous.

After wiping it once, something hotter and softer suddenly pressed against her back, causing her waist to tremble.

"A Yuan..."

It wasn't a handkerchief, as she had expected, but a man's lips.

"How about trying a different method today and see if it can suppress the disease faster?"

Lin Yu didn't know if her lips would be more useful than her hands, so she folded her arms and leaned on the couch, burying her face in the soft silk pillow.

A slightly hoarse voice came muffled: "You try it."

Her back seemed to be particularly sensitive, Mingyuan noticed.

Whenever I held her waist and gently kissed and stroked her spine, she would tremble uncontrollably and let out a few sweet moans.

It seems there are better ones.

Even though he thought about it this way, he was still afraid that people would have a grudge against him afterwards, so he restrained his strength and did not dare to insult him any further.

Until Lin Yu almost cried and said, "Can it be heavier?"

What she needed was to vent. At this moment, she wished someone could crush her into pieces to completely eliminate the itch that had penetrated deep into her bones.