After offending all the princes

As we all know, the relationship between King Baojun and the princes is not very harmonious, but His Royal Highness King Yan is different. He has always lived in the Prince's Mansion.

One-eyed and the attendant realized that something was wrong and wanted to run away. Almost instantly, people from the county palace came out from every corner of the courtyard that was empty just now and restrained them both.

The leader came over to greet Xie Chun: "His Royal Highness King Yan."

Xie Chun nodded and explained to him: "Something happened in Wei Wang's residence."

It means that King Wei can't come, no matter what plans Xuanhe has, it can be terminated.

As for why something happened in Wei Wang's mansion, this is intriguing.

They were not surprised that Xie Chun knew about this. Didn't they see the prince and His Highness Yan Wang coming in and out together recently?

Xie Chun glanced at the room: "Ahe drank too much, I'll go in and have a look."

The guards of the county prince's mansion have been guarding here. The prince pretended to be drunk as planned and was helped in. Now this situation is not known whether it is pretending or real.

They are not girls and servants, and they don't know how to take care of others, but His Royal Highness, he will help the prince every time he gets on and off the carriage, so he should be more reliable than them.

So without any hesitation, he just gave way.

Xuanhe didn't know what was happening outside, he had exhausted all his strength to resist his body's instinctive reaction.

He just felt that the room was getting hotter and hotter. He should have opened the window when he came in just now, and it was useless to regret it now.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more intense. Xuan He sweated a lot. He was a little thirsty, but his body was limp and he had no strength. Getting out of bed to pour water was undoubtedly a laborious task. If he fell to the ground halfway and couldn’t get up, Not worth it.

No matter how I think about it, the bed is comfortable, and besides, he dare not drink the water in this room.

His body was getting hotter and hotter, Xuan He tried to untie his belt to get some air.

However, today's body was tied around the waist. He tried several times but failed to untie the belt, but tore the neckline apart first.

Xuan He was very aggrieved by the girdle, lying on the bed panting for breath, almost exhausted all his strength just now, and his breathing became a little short.

Xie Chun pushed the door open and heard the scorching breathing, his eyes dimmed, he closed the door unhurriedly, and walked to the bed.

The person on the bed opened his neckline, his white jade-like skin was glowing red, and he was holding a whip in his hand, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood.

Xie Chun sighed softly and sat down beside the bed.

Xuanhe vaguely knew that someone had come in, through the change of light, he knew that the door was pushed open and closed, and he knew that someone was sitting down beside him.

He turned his head and tried to open his eyes wide, but he couldn't see who it was, only a human-shaped halo.

It wasn't the personal guard of the palace, the fingers holding the whip were tightened.

"Ahe."

Xuanhe responded subconsciously: "Mmm——"

The tone was soft and drawn out, and Xie Chun paused in helping him.

Xuanhe didn't clearly realize who the person was, but subconsciously felt that this person would not harm him, so he didn't struggle when Xie Chun helped him up.

Xie Chun put his arms around him and let him lean against him: "Ahe?"

Xuanhe didn't speak, but just panted, and a few movements made him exhaust the strength he had accumulated for a long time.

Xie Chun took his hand, and the whip fell to the ground. Xuanhe was distracted for a moment, the sound was not as pleasant as the golden bricks in the palace.

It took a moment to react, his hands were empty, he curled his fingers, and held a handful of air.

Xie Chun picked up his hand and felt for the pulse. He is not a doctor, and he doesn't know how to use the pulse to see a doctor, but it is still possible to judge the state by the strength and speed of the pulse.

slightly faster.

Xuan He was exhausted, so he leaned softly against him, half closed his eyes, and parted his lips: "It's hard."

"Ok?"

Xie Chun didn't hear clearly, so he moved closer.

"Uncomfortable."

Xuanhe said again that he wanted a doctor, but Xie Chun obviously didn't understand it that way.

He still hugged Xuan He with one hand, and untied his girdle with one hand.

He was hot all over now, and when his skin touched the slightly cool body temperature, Xuan He couldn't help but tremble, wanting to escape, but there was nowhere to go.

Like a fish strayed into a fish tank, struggling in vain, unable to find its way.

Xie Chun's movements were steady, but Xuan He's breathing became more and more rapid, more and more rapid. After a while, he completely relaxed, his chest heaved violently, and he took a big breath.

Xie Chun took out a handkerchief from nowhere and wiped his hands. His movements were very casual, but Xuan He somehow felt that he was showing it to him on purpose, although he couldn't see it clearly.

Then he closed his eyes and turned his head away.

Suddenly feeling heat in his left ear, he tensed his body subconsciously, but the muscles all over his body were weak and did not receive the signal from the brain. He still leaned softly on Xie Chun's shoulder and let him do whatever he wanted.

Xie Chun's hoarse voice almost sounded in his ear: "Ahe."

Xuan He looked at him ignorantly.

What is he doing?

Xie Chun wrapped his hands and led him to undo his girdle.

"The clothes you picked today are very good."

The girdle fell to the ground, and Xie Chun took off his outer robe.

Xuan He opened his eyes slightly, and the blush at the end of his eyes became more conspicuous.

Xie Chun also noticed his vision problem, so he leaned closer, pressed his forehead and asked, "Who am I?"

Xuanhe began to realize that something was wrong, and tried to push him away, but his hands were limp and lacked any strength. Xie Chun grabbed his hand, kissed his fingertips lightly, but met his eyes, and asked again Once: "Who am I?"

Xuan He only felt that he was controlling his gaze, and blurted out: "Thank you..."

"Ok?"

Xuanhe suddenly woke up and was about to call out, but Xie Chun saw through and squeezed his chin to stop his mouth.

Xuan He struggled like crazy, the smell of blood filled his mouth, it was Xie Chun's blood.

He was afraid that Xuanhe would hurt himself, so he let go of him, but before Xuanhe said anything, he told him: "The royal guards are outside."

Of course Xuanhe knew that his personal guards were outside. What Xie Chun meant by saying this, could it be that...

Xie Chun touched the corner of his mouth and told him: "Yan Wang's personal guard."

Xuanhe put away his thoughts of asking for help, the guards of King Yan, the protagonist's sharp blade is not comparable to the guards of the county prince's mansion who accompanied him in cockfights and dogs.

Xie Chun thought, Ah He really knew.

He continued to move, and Xuanhe struggled again. Xie Chun was afraid of hurting him, so he only vainly restricted his movements instead of completely suppressing him. Xuanhe still felt powerless.

He finally realized that he couldn't escape, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't waste any more effort.

Xie Chun kissed his eyelids: "Ahe, I will give you whatever you want."

If he usually heard Xie Chun say such things, Xuanhe would wake up with laughter even in his dreams, but now that he is under the control of others and has no power to resist, he just feels aggrieved and aggrieved.

He turned his head away, and Xie Chun kissed his temple hair.

The sun shines on the mountains, and the snow on the mountains melts and merges into streams, which merge into wide and shallow rivers at the foot of the mountains, moistening the vegetation and flowing into the valleys, bringing the breath of spring.

Tears oozed from the corners of Xuanhe's eyes, he didn't know if it was from grievance or pain.

Xie Chun leaned over to kiss away his tears, and said under his throat, "Ahe, don't cry."

Seeing that they hadn't come out for so long, the guards of the palace outside came to knock on the door.

Xie Chun didn't respond.

"His Royal Highness Yan Wang? How is our county prince? Do you want the younger one to come in and help?"

Xie Chun felt Xuanhe's nervousness, and leaned into his ear and asked, "Does Ahhe want them to come in?"

Xuanhe didn't expect him to be so shameless, so he bit him angrily.

Don't say that he can't use his strength and doesn't hurt now, even if Xuanhe tore a piece of flesh from him, Xie Chun wouldn't frown.

But he knows how to call out and vent his anger.

With a muffled grunt, he pretended to be quite serious.

The door was knocked again: "His Royal Highness?"

Xie Chun finally said, "Ahe is asleep, and will return home later."

Outside the door, the guards touched their heads and walked away, the four of them sat together under the shade of a tree, as for the two who were tied up, they were brought back to the palace.

Unexpectedly, the people in the yard next door breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Cheng and his brothers hid in the next yard, always paying attention to the noises here, trembling with fear.

Zhao Cheng was afraid of the guards of the county prince's mansion, they had all fought on the battlefield, and these people can hunt, but they must not be as good as them in fighting.

But he is guilty.

He only knew that Yan Wang's personal guards were going to fight the enemy, but he didn't know that he was going to help his master with this kind of thing.

He would rather go back to Liangzhou.

He looked at the brothers around him who thought the mission was over if the King of Wei didn't come, and he was very envious. As an adjutant, he always had to bear more.

Xuan He bit Xie Chun's shoulder at first and did not let go, but later realized how it affected him, and turned to bite his face, which was softer no matter how you looked at it.

Xie Chun laughed, Xuanhe could feel his chest vibrating, Xie Chun gently rubbed his face, if other actions were ignored, this scene looked quite warm.

It's just that he bit the saliva all over Xie Chun's face just now, and now the saliva returned to his own face.

Xie Chun was very restrained from the beginning to the end, facing each other head-on, and Xuanhe's expression could be seen all the time, as if he was completing a sacred ceremony.

Xuanhe felt that he was like a pebble in a valley, and the gurgling stream flowed into the valley, covering him.

The water flow was gentle and unstoppable, wrapping him around and washing away.

There is no strong stimulation, gentle and gentle but irresistible, smoothed his edges and corners, obliterated his sharpness, and made him unable to ignite any fighting spirit.

Just want to sink.

Stones should sink to the bottom of the water.

When the spring flood passed, the water flow calmed down, the pebbles were still submerged in the water, and the stream flowed slowly past him, lingering and long aftertaste.

Xuanhe was covered in sweat, Xie Chun kissed the corners of his eyes: "I'm tired, go to sleep."

The effect of the medicine has not completely passed, Xuanhe has no energy to argue with him for the time being, and he is indeed tired.

Xie Chun hugged him and gently touched his eyebrows, until Xuan He frowned before letting go with a smile.

Opening his eyes again, it was completely dark, and Xie Chun was not there. Xuan He tried to squeeze his fist, but his body was still limp, but he had some strength.

He propped himself up to sit up, and the door was pushed open.

Xie Chun came in with a wooden tray.

"woke up?"

Xuan He originally thought that he had already left, just like the fifth brother planned, he took advantage and ran away. Should he be said to be the protagonist?

But this also means that he is not afraid of anyone knowing this, and he is determined to win.

Facing the man who had just had a spring breeze, Xuan He didn't know how to react for a moment.

He didn't do it voluntarily, but he is a man after all, so he can't be like a woman who has lost her innocence, right?

But if you beat him up, let alone be able to beat him, he is struggling to get up now.

Xuan He's face changed again and again. When Xie Chun put the tray on the table and walked to the bed, Xuan He subconsciously avoided it. Xie Chun looked at him, but he just lowered his eyes and didn't look at him.

Xie Chun said, "Can you see clearly?"

Only then did Xuanhe realize that his eyesight had recovered.

He still pursed his lips and said nothing, Xie Chun came to feed him with porridge.

Xuan He finally looked at him squarely, his slightly dry lips uttered a word one by one: "Get lost."