The master doesn't want the monk to say

No one has ever told him what not to do and what to do.

His elder brother died young, and he was sent away... He was left alone, facing the throne, not knowing what to do.

He is the heir appointed by the national teacher, and everyone follows him and is used to him.His father looked at him, but he always had only a cold look.

Later, when he understood what happened back then, he felt that his father had blamed himself for everything.

Fortunately, there is still a national teacher who connects him into the tower.

He likes the cold tone of the national teacher when he speaks to others, which makes his gentleness when he speaks to himself more obvious and contrasts sharply; he likes the national teacher to follow him in everything, but he can always tell him what he must not do from the beginning ;He likes the temperature of the back of his hand held by the national teacher and the warmth from behind when the national teacher teaches him to write; he likes the eyes, hair, fingers of the national teacher...he likes everything about the national teacher.

Every day, he was delighted by what the national teacher said to him and his touch, and looked forward to every meeting.

He loves him, like spring rain, silently nourishing and filling every inch of him, regardless of space or time.

But no one came to tell him that such feelings were taboo.

He didn't even have a national teacher, he only told him "little turtle, don't do this again" after he couldn't control himself and kissed him while he was asleep. Since then, he has vaguely known such feelings is not allowed.

But the so-called hindsight probably means not realizing it until it is too late.

His feelings for the national teacher had already been overwhelmed, and it was too late.

……

It has been a long time since he came to the National Teacher Tower, the tower is empty and looks desolate.

All the gadgets that he liked to play with and didn't like to play with when he was young were all put away. After the heavy veils, there were only a few things left to attract cranes.

Yan Gui pursed his lips, waiting for Yin He to speak.

But, only one room was left silent.

After a long time, when Yan Gui was so frightened by the silence that his whole body froze, Yin He finally spoke, with a shiver that he didn't want to be known, "Do you think I'm forcing you?"

Yan Gui was silent.

Yin He turned around, "Look at me!"

The little emperor raised his eyes, his heart trembled, and Yin He's eyes, which were always indifferent, were faintly red, and he hurriedly shouted: "Uncle He!"

Yin He felt that he had lost his composure, closed his eyes, and asked again, "Am I forcing you?"

Yan Gui just wanted to shake his head and speak, but Yin He turned his back, with a heart-rending abandonment, "Yes, you are right, I am indeed forcing you."

"I have been forcing you since the first emperor made you the crown prince." Yin He took two steps forward, "I will force you with the world! Force with me!"

"After all the calculations, I have no choice but to force you according to what you are most reluctant to part with." Yin He turned around, "I want you to become stronger for me and protect the world for me."

"It's not fair to you."

Yan Gui froze on the spot, looking into Yinhe's eyes, he said helplessly: "It's not unfair, you have been drinking poison for me for three years."

Yin He never thought that he would know, but on second thought, Hua Ziyao kept teasing at the side, and the Empress Dowager, who had been waiting for the emperor for three years before his body was defeated, began to be uncontrollable, Yan Gui knew about it sooner or later.

He lowered his eyes, "This medicine cannot be used by ordinary people."

He is not an ordinary person, he thought that the medicine could be adjusted in his body, but after three years of accumulation, although the poison was slow, it was extremely strong, and eventually he became terminally ill, no longer curable.

Yinhe was amused in his heart, but it was hard to find this medicine for the Queen Mother and Prince Qi, but he failed to achieve his goal and was kept in the dark.

Yan Gui didn't think so, when he saw Yinhe admitting it, his heart felt cold.

Seeing the desperate and gloomy eyes of the little emperor for a moment, Yinhe's heart warmed, and it seemed that the little emperor's remarks just now were no longer annoying, "Why are you crying?"

Yan Gui subconsciously wiped his face and denied, "I didn't cry."

Yinhe's indifferent peach blossom eyes were instantly gentle, "Of course you didn't cry, I'm afraid if you say a few more words, you will be flooded."

Yan Gui stepped forward and gently hugged Yinhe, but he was only 16 years old and he was growing very well, he was already as tall as Yinhe, and even a little bit protruding.

His frame is also bigger than Yinhe's, so it's not strange to hold Yinhe in his arms like this.

Yin He didn't push him away, the young body was constantly transmitting heat, which made him feel warm and at ease.

He thought he was going to die...

"Uncle He," the young man's voice was clear but slightly aggrieved at the moment, "I was wrong."

Every time, it is this sentence.

Yin He was helpless, "What's wrong with you, you are the emperor, you can't be wrong."

"Uncle He, I already took all of this as my responsibility," Yan Gui buried his head on Yinhe's shoulder, "For you, but you don't want me anymore."

Yin He was taken aback, and patted the boy's thin back with his hand, "I didn't want you."

"You drank the medicine for three years and kept it from me," the little emperor was extremely wronged, "You asked me to choose a concubine to be a queen, and I moved the date forward, but you just want to predict the auspicious date!"

Yinhe was silent.

After a long time, he laughed, "Otherwise, what else can I do?"

The boy holding him didn't speak, but Yinhe felt his shoulders gradually becoming warm and moist.

It made him cry after all.

But what else?

You can't do anything, you can't do anything, he and he are just twists and turns, and finally a game of dead chess is achieved.

From the beginning, the end can be seen.

Yin He couldn't explain his feelings clearly, he slowly stretched out his arms and hugged the slightly trembling boy.

Unexpected response!

The boy's whole body shook, and his loose hug instantly tightened, so tight that Yinhe let out a muffled groan, unable to move.

"Uncle He!"

It was the voice of a young man who was ecstatic and at a loss.

He couldn't explain his feelings clearly, just like at this moment, he didn't understand the emotions that surged in his heart when he heard the cry of the little emperor-sadness, pain, pampering, and that indescribable joy of indulgence .

The young man's kisses fell densely on Yin He's neck, looking eager and happy.

When Yinhe was led staggeringly to the bed, he was startled by the little emperor's strength.

When lying on the bed, Yin He closed his eyes, not wanting to see the ecstatic and impatient eyes of the young man, and also unwilling to let the young man see his fragility.

But when the boy really came in, Yinhe bit his lips tightly, and at that moment he almost wanted to slap his face and backed away, but he endured it, feeling the boy's loving and tender kiss falling on him bit by bit , between his lips and ears.

"Uncle He, I love you."

Yinhe opened his eyes, the tassels hanging from the bed curtain swayed slightly, he still couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for the gentle yet cruel boy lying on his body.

Ask yourself.

He didn't know whether he drank the poison to save Yan Gui's life because the world must regard Yan Gui as the emperor, or he was reluctant...

He closed his eyes, hoping to wake up to dawn, and hoped that dawn would never come.

……

The next day.

When Yan Gui woke up, the person in his arms was still asleep.

Tonight, he still has some time to prepare well and return to his bedroom from the secret passage.

But he was reluctant.

Kissed and kissed that sleeping face, smoothing his slightly frowning brows, guessing whether his dreams were all about worrying about the world.

Yin He was woken up by him, opened his eyes, and saw the puppy-like emperor pushing back and forth on his body, touching his sensitive spot, he groaned unconsciously, Yan Gui raised his head, "Uncle He! "

Young people are always full of energy, Yinhe only feels sore and weak all over, especially that part, even though his body is very human, it is difficult for him to bear the excited and eager love of a virgin.

Seeing that he was feeling unwell, Yan Gui quickly stopped and hugged him cautiously, "Uncle He, are you feeling unwell?"

After finishing speaking, he got out of bed, put some clothes on his body, and was about to pick up Yinhe, "Uncle He, last night I..."

Yan Gui's face was a little red, last night he lost his virginity and was extremely energetic, after doing it for an unknown amount of time, Yinhe could no longer bear it, he was unconscious, and he was also extremely tired, the person he was hugging was all his own breath. He closed his eyes with great peace of mind and it was dawn!

Up to this point, he had thought of cleaning up the people under him without a teacher.

Fortunately, there is an artificial medicinal spring behind the National Teacher Pagoda, which was specially dug because the National Teacher's health has become worse in recent years, and hot water is always prepared, which is really convenient at this time.

"I'll take you to wash!" Yan Gui stretched out his hand, and easily picked up the frail person who was suffering from years of illness.

Yan Gui's eyes darkened slightly, and he said distressedly: "So light?"

Yinhe smiled and said nothing.He was very tired, even though it seemed that he was too delicate and feminine when hugged by the young man, he couldn't move, he could only blushed and let him pick him up and walk towards the medicine spring.

Arriving at Yaoquan, Yan Gui hugged Yinhe and sat in. He had never done this before, and he looked a little clumsy. Yinhe endured the pain and numbness, gritted his teeth, and vowed that he would never make any strange noises.

Yan Gui's face was also blushing, he had already reacted, but at least he cared about Yinhe's body considerately, focused on cleaning up, and didn't say that the atmosphere of the medicine spring was just about to come again.

After cleaning up, Yan Gui asked Yin He to soak in the medicine spring first, then he went out and made the bed, it was hard for him to think of this.

"Where should I throw it?" Yan Gui asked while clutching the crumpled bed sheet covered in suspicious liquid.

Yinhe lowered his eyes, "Just put it by the bed, I will come by myself later."

Yan Gui looked at the sheets, feeling a little worried, but obediently took out the new sheets and spread them out, then folded the old sheets and placed them at the foot of the bed.

"You want to go to court, go back earlier and get ready." Yin He sat in the water with his back to him, wondering what he was thinking.

The little emperor naturally refused, "It's still early, I want to accompany you."

Yin He refused, "Leave me alone!"

The little emperor was still immersed in the joy of love last night, and he didn't think much about Yinhe's words. The relationship between them developed so violently that even he was a little palpitating while being ecstatic, let alone the national teacher.

As soon as Yinhe said this, he couldn't stay any longer, and it was indeed getting late, so the little emperor had no choice but to go back to his bedroom through the secret passage.

When I got back to the dormitory, I realized that I was wearing the national teacher's inner garment, which was a bit small, but I didn't realize it just now.

The little emperor smiled and treasured the clothes.

It took a long time until Qingkui went outside to ask for instructions, and Yinhe came back to his senses. He stood up from the water, his legs and feet were still weak, but he managed to get back on the bed.

After instructing Qing Kui to go down and not to be disturbed, Yin He slowly put on her clothes. The messy folded sheets at the foot of the bed were a bit dazzling. Go to an inconspicuous wooden box in the corner.

Open the box, there are many gadgets and a handkerchief embroidered with turtles and birds, Yinhe put the sheets in, and then closed the wooden box.

The author has something to say: It's been a long time since I updated it!Originally, I started to resume updating articles in the past few days, but Jinjiang has a convulsion, and I can only read half of them in the past two days!Taking advantage of untold hardships, I managed to climb up once, and I changed it!I've been very busy recently, and I'm going to start updating again!Soliloquy_(:зゝ∠)_