i want to love you

The emperor was sick in bed, and the birthday banquet was changed from extravagant and grand to cooperate with the national teacher to pray for blessings from the heavens.

But even if it is simple, it still invites the most famous opera troupe in the capital to perform, and still entertains all the officials.

The first dish is vegetarian, followed by the new dishes designed by the imperial chef for the state banquet. Naturally, the most precious ingredients and spices are used. Tea and wine are also treasures presented by the most prestigious tea houses and wineries. The official's congratulatory gift was naturally full of surprises, which made Long Ziye amazed and eye-opening.

Even though he was born in the palace since he was a child, his omnipotent fate has been regarded as a taboo in the palace after his mother died within a hundred days after giving birth to him.

He was left out in the cold when he was a child, and he was suppressed by the environment to form an indifferent temperament. After getting along with Feng Wuji for nearly a month and loving him, he has somewhat revealed his original disposition. After the death of the official, he enjoys the rare treasures from all over the world with relish.

The emperor barely attended the initial blessing ceremony, and Feng Wuji hosted the rest of the program.

This is the emperor's hand-picked appointment, and it is also the reason why all the princes submit to him. As Feng Wuji and Long Ziye said, his unintentional throne has already made the emperor who had placed high hopes on him give up, and let this neutral person who had no intention of the emperor's position It is most appropriate to host a state banquet at this sensitive moment.

In the beginning, the presence of Longde Prince Long Ziye, who was the imperial concubine, was a topic of discussion at the state banquet.

Long Ziye has a special status. At first, he thought that King Yuri would not take him with him. Even if he did, it was only superficial. Everyone didn't care about this foreign prince, but when everyone saw King Yuri, they turned their heads to ask him. His indifference towards him immediately changed, especially the status-seeking princes, who began to greet him one after another. Long Ziye was overwhelmed by flattery, and couldn't bear it, so he hid in the side hall.

At this time, he picked up the calligraphy and painting that a certain county magistrate paid tribute to, and was about to discuss with the servant, but Yunrong, the personal bodyguard of King Yuri, walked in.

"Princess, my lord is here to invite you."

Long Ziye was a little surprised to see him, he didn't tell Feng Wuji to come to the side hall, at that time Feng Wuji was surrounded by officials, he didn't want to disturb, so he came by himself.

He hastily put down his calligraphy and painting, followed behind him and said, "What's wrong?"

"My lord seems displeased to find that you are not here." Yunrong replied thoughtfully.

Long Ziye soon realized that it was not as simple as displeasure. As soon as he stepped into the banquet in the Imperial Garden, he saw that the original lively atmosphere suddenly turned into a solemn and dignified atmosphere. Everyone almost talked with their eyes. Extra clear.

From afar, seeing Feng Wuji's cup of wine in his hand, he immediately understood a little bit.

When several people saw him, they stared at him one after another. The closer they got each step, the more people focused their gaze on him.Long Ziye felt a little uncomfortable approaching the furious overlord in full view. To them, Feng Wuji's status in Feng Ling might even surpass that of the emperor.

"My lord." Long Ziye sat next to him and spoke softly, his eyes only dared to focus on Feng Wuji, lest he touch any pair of eyes that would make him timid.

"Where did you go?" Feng Wuji didn't even look at him, still drinking one cup after another.

"Go..." Long Ziye forgot the name of the palace, and was a bit at a loss for an answer.

"Choose one hall." Yunrong answered in a low voice.

Long Ziye looked at his indistinguishable expression, and felt that everyone's focus was on him. He had never seen such a situation before, so he inevitably moved closer to Feng Wuji a little bit timidly.

"Are you angry?"

Feng Wuji glanced at him coldly, and said in a lukewarm tone: "What do you think? Where is this place? You are not familiar with the imperial palace, so you walk around casually, so it's easy for Yunrong to find."

Long Ziye frowned, the man was indeed angry, but what could he do, he could only remain silent.

After Long Ziye was silent, the atmosphere became more gloomy, Feng Wuji drank more and more quickly, his brows became tighter and tighter, and Long Ziye's lips became whiter and whiter, everyone's conversation gradually became quieter, even the sound of breathing became more and more intense The lighter you are, the more you are afraid that the next unlucky person to be angered will be yourself.

In such eerie silence, the voices of the actors on the stage became abrupt and piercing, and it seemed that this state banquet might not be able to leave the stage.

Suddenly, a loud and clear childish voice popped out from the left: "Kiss."

All eyes were focused on the source of the sound, the woman beside the child seemed to be startled, and only recovered under her husband's stare, trying to hold the child, but the child had already run to Long Ziye's side first.

"Father and mother are angry and quarreling, just kiss each other, beautiful brother, just kiss the emperor's uncle."

Long Ziye's face suddenly turned red when he was told this, and when he turned around, he saw Feng Wuji looking at him with a half-smile, and hurriedly turned to the child and said, "Not everyone is the same."

"Really?" The child looked at Long Ziye suspiciously, "Aren't the beautiful elder brother and the imperial uncle husband and wife?"

Long Ziye stared wide-eyed, nodding and no nodding. "We are husband and wife, but..."

"How can there be a but?" The child interrupted him loudly, "Beautiful brother, are you shy? Your face is so red."

"Hahaha, Fifth Brother's son is really eloquent, and Jiao Ziye can't say a word." After laughing, he put down his wine glass, turned around and hugged Long Ziye, leaning on his shoulder, He said to the child: "Don't talk about it anymore, if you continue, your aunt will lose her temper with the emperor's uncle when she goes back."

"yes?"

Long Ziye's cheeks were flushed, as gorgeous as peaches and plums, he squinted at him, and said softly, "Don't talk nonsense with the child."

At this moment, the child tilted his head and asked, "When will my brother give birth to a daughter-in-law? Will I have to wait a long time for a daughter-in-law who looks like my brother?"

Long Ziye blushed, and took his hand, "You are such a young man, what if you give birth to a boy?"

The child spoke innocently, but Long Ziye mistakenly thought that at a young age, he also knew that he had inherited the ancient Atu bloodline that could conceive children, which was also the reason why Long De dared to marry the man to Feng Ling.

"My brother is also a man, isn't he?"

"You kid, obviously you just fell in love with the emperor's aunt, why? Want to rob someone from the emperor's uncle?"

The child raised his eyebrows and said: "Slender beauty, a gentleman is so good. Even if I compete with the emperor's uncle, I'm afraid I won't be able to compete. Even if I fight in the future, the beauty brother still likes the emperor's uncle. Why don't I choose a good wife myself and teach him There's only me in my heart."

"Then you only have him in your heart?" Long Ziye responded to his childish words with a smile.

"That's natural, the weak water is three thousand, I just take a scoop to drink."

Feng Wuji hugged Long Ziye with a smile and said: "Looks like we have to work harder, come here, please come back to your seat. Nephew, look carefully, there are many beauties dancing in a while."

After finishing speaking, he started to laugh, without giving the fifth prince a chance to speak, the beauties entered one after another and began to perform singing and dancing.

Feng Wuji lowered his eyes, looking at the man in his arms who was following the figure of the child with a smile, his gaze wandered deeply, thoughtfully.

"My lord, this kid is interesting."

"Really?" Feng Wuji smiled lightly.

Long Ziye looked hesitantly and said, "Are you still angry? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Amidst the singing, dancing and music, everyone's eyes no longer focused on him, so they dared to show their affection to Feng Wuji.

"I'm worried about you, and you also know that your status is not ordinary. Where do you want to go to tell me, can I stop you?" Prince Longde wandered in Fengling Palace, he didn't care, but not everyone could be relieved .

"I know, but you were busy at that time, and I didn't want to disturb you."

"It's too hurtful to say you're bothering me, and you're trying to make me angry again?"

"No, you know I can't talk." Long Ziye poured wine for him flatteringly, and simply changed the subject, "You said you have already made up your mind?"

Feng Wuji smiled lightly and said nothing, patrolled the candidates with unremarkable eyes, thought carefully, occasionally raised his eyes to look at the stars in the sky, finally lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, drank a glass of wine poured by a beautiful woman, dropped it into his throat, and everything was finalized.

After dinner, Feng Wuji went back to the study to discuss matters. The emperor's condition was getting worse and worse, and the candidate for the crown prince was becoming more and more urgent. All parties were making frequent moves. Although Feng Wuji had a decisive influence, he had to guard against the passing of time, and he would never allow things to turn out differently than he had originally expected. , This is the mentality that every strong man has.

In the middle of the hour, Long Ziye asked Ruqiu to go down to rest early. He was reading a book by himself at the table, feeling more and more tired. , frowning, walked to the side, carefully wrapped his arms around his waist and shoulders, and wanted to hug him to the bed, but Long Ziye was worried, and Feng Wuji woke up immediately when he touched him.

Long Ziye opened his sleepy eyes and said with a smile, "I fell asleep?"

"Why don't you go to bed first? Didn't Yunrong tell the girl to wait for you to go to bed?"

"I want to wait for you." Four simple words blocked Feng Wuji who was still thinking about it.

He smiled helplessly, "Your hands are so cold."

"It's cold." Long Ziye asked him to hold his hand and sat down beside the bed.

"Wait for me." Feng Wuji kissed his forehead, then turned and left.

Long Ziye, who was leaning on the bedpost, was drowsy. After a while, he finally saw a man come in with a basin.

The basin was placed in front of him, and the aroma rose with the dense heat. Long Ziye smelled a fragrance, and the hot water should be mixed with spices.

"what are you going to do?"

Feng Wuji rolled up his sleeve, lifted his left foot, took off his boot and said: "Wash your feet."

"Don't, it's not good, it won't work." Long Ziye woke up with a start, anxious to back off.

"Relax, the imperial doctor said that your qi and blood are not smooth, and soaking your feet more will help improve your condition. I have been busy for the past few days, and I am finally free today. I wanted to tell the girl, but I think I should do it myself." Feng Wuji smiled and raised his eyes, "You have to be careful, if you kick me and leave a footprint on my face tomorrow morning, it's not just me losing face."

When Long Ziye heard this, he immediately stopped, feeling helpless and sweet. Seeing him condescending repeatedly, and now disregarding his image as a lord, squatting in front of him to wash his feet, it's hard not to be moved.

This is what it feels like to be held in the palm of your hand and be pampered, right?

Thinking back to crying a few months ago, I never expected that I would win the heart of this man in the blink of an eye.

"If not, I'll help you later."

Feng Wuji raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't look like someone is a medicine pot."

Long Ziye blushed, "Are you kidding me?"

"Isn't it possible?"

Feng Wuji carefully washed Long Ziye's feet while massaging the acupuncture points on his feet.

Martial arts practitioners have a better understanding of acupoints than ordinary people, and he has a little superficial understanding of medical principles, so massage to soothe muscles and bones is a trivial matter, and it will not trouble him.

His strength was moderate, coupled with the hot water to dispel the cold, Long Ziye gradually felt his body warm up, and the tiredness from being disturbed came back again, so he leaned against the bedpost and squinted his eyes.

"Want to sleep?" Feng Wuji looked at his cute and naive appearance, and said while wiping the water on his clothes casually.

"Yeah." Long Ziye paddled his feet in the water before he tried to lift his feet, but was held down again.

"Let's soak for a while." Feng Wuji walked to the side of the screen, holding the silk cloth in his hands, followed by three maids.

Squatting back in front of Long Ziye again, calmly lifted his left foot from his hand, put it on his bent leg and wiped it carefully, the girl stared wide-eyed when she saw it, then looked at the embarrassed princess, and exchanged glances , They covered their mouths and snickered.

"Okay." Long Ziye hurriedly withdrew his foot, but the man didn't move.

"Hello, I'm not there yet." Handed the wet silk cloth to the girl, then took the dry one, and wiped it clean repeatedly. The same was true for the other foot, gently and carefully, without any impatience during the whole process.

After finally waiting for him to finish wiping, Long Ziye hurriedly withdrew his feet, staring at the man who was washing his hands in the basin prepared by the girl, his cheeks were flushed, his brows and eyes looked hazy due to slight tiredness.

"Go down."

"Yes." The girl blessed herself, and retreated wisely.

Feng Wuji unbuttoned his clothes, lay down next to Long Ziye with only his single clothes left, and hugged him into his arms habitually, kissing his delicate eye ends contentedly for the intimacy of his arms without leaving any gaps.

"Aren't you tired and don't want to sleep yet?"

Long Ziye likes to lie on his chest, likes that his chest will vibrate slightly when his voice sounds, and even more likes to listen to his heartbeat.

"My lord, can I ask you something?"

"you say."

"You are so busy, how long do you need to be busy?"

Feng Wuji pondered: "I hope the case can be finalized as soon as possible before the early spring of next year."

"Really? But it seems a bit difficult."

"There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart."

Long Ziye looked up and saw his sure-to-win smile, so proud and convincing, he couldn't help the admiration in his heart, he was fascinated by it.

Feng Wuji smiled deeper because of his envious eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"When I was 16 years old, I first met you in the Longdeok Palace. At that time, I had a heart attack. You looked so worried. I wanted to tell you not to worry, but you picked me up and ran back to the house, and asked the doctor to look at it. Me, comfort me very gently, I fell in love with you at that time, but I don’t think you should remember, it’s been such a long time.”

Feng Wuji hugged him tightly and said, "But he doesn't know much about me."

If he didn't reply positively, he couldn't remember, and he couldn't tell him clearly. At that time, it was just for the woman who admired him, and he wanted to lend his hand to give this kind of favor, so that he owed him a favor. He thought he was either rich or Gui, affectionate, and easy to talk about in the future, but he never thought that he was just a prince who lost power, or that he had never gained power and could not benefit from him, so he was forgotten, but with this calculation in his heart, he would not tell Long Ziye of.

Long Ziye said bitterly: "I don't dare to say, and I dare not ask, I only know that you are versatile in both civil and military affairs, extremely intelligent, like a banished fairy from the sky, my brother would be in awe when he talked about you, if it weren't for each being the master, I want to be your friend."

"Don't worry, you will have a lot of time to get to know me well in the future."

"Yeah." Long Ziye smiled with relief.

"Ziye, you still don't want to sleep? What's the matter?" Long Ziye lay back on the pillow, Feng Wuji turned over and looked at him.

Long Ziye closed his eyes and asked, "Do you know why the emperor would marry me?"

"Huh? What do you want to say?"

Long Ziye reached for the buttons on his unlined jacket, grabbed one of them and rubbed it. "I thought, it would be nice to have such a smart kid."

Feng Wuji laughed softly, looked down at the hand that was frozen by his own laughter, covered it and clenched it tightly, not letting the hand retract. "Midnight, do you know what you said?"

Long Ziye snorted softly, "I didn't say anything."

Having said that, he felt worried. After all, not everyone can easily accept men. Did he miscalculate Feng Wuji's feelings for him?

He has long believed in him in his heart, since the two of them shared the same bed, he has been ready to dedicate himself to him at any time, but Feng Wuji's kisses and hugs to him often stop there, knowing that he is not a woman, so he can't seduce him arouse man's desire.

However, he has desires for him. Although he is very ashamed, he thinks of liking him. He has long known that he likes men, and wants to be with the men who have sworn to each other, and they belong to each other completely. Isn't it normal?

Feng Wuji grabbed his hand, gently pecked and said: "I endured it very hard, you provoked me." After saying this, she pushed his body lying on his side, let him lie flat on the bed, and leaned over With his lips in his mouth, his eyes gleaming with light, he untied his unlined clothes in two or three strokes, and threw them under the bed.

Long Ziye forgot the cold in his sudden enthusiasm, was lost and intoxicated in his more passionate and deeper kiss than usual, gently closed his eyes, and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"God knows how much I want you, but I have to take your body into account, but you pick a good time, tomorrow, Imperial Physician Ye will come to the mansion."

Long Ziye opened his eyes wide in fright and said, "What!"

Feng Wuji kissed his ear, jokingly said: "It's too late to regret, I want you to be mine tonight."

But Long Ziye was out of mood at this time, slightly pushing back and saying: "Wait, or tomorrow night..." He trembled all over, because the man rubbed his desire.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day." Feng Wuji kissed his neck, the wet and hot kiss sucked his crystal clear skin back and forth, and greedily absorbed the fragrance of his body.

"My lord..." Long Ziye called out his name worriedly, feeling weak all over.

"Don't worry, it's nothing. If nothing happened between us, he should be worried. It's Xiao Yeer's problem, or my problem." Feng Wuji held the pink bud that was waiting to be released, and tried hard to please the person under him.

The end of his eyes swept to the butterfly mark on his waist, and he stretched out his hand to gently rub it. It was the birthmark of this butterfly, which allowed him to bear a son for him as a man and marry Feng Ling far away.

He thought that he was destined to marry a beautiful girl, so he would count on the girl's life. No wonder he couldn't figure out his destined person.

Sure enough, there is a destiny in the dark, but his body, how can he be willing to let him have a child for him.

Kissing his flushed skin back and forth, biting his beautiful collarbone, and continuing to arouse his enthusiasm, the softness in Satisfaction's hands gradually became hot.

"Hmm..." Long Ziye snorted unbearably, his long curly eyelashes trembling slightly, and the rising desire in his lower abdomen made him a little panicked. This body is restrained, although he really wants to be completely with him, but at this moment , and couldn't help being timid and afraid.

The feeling of strangeness was urgent and quick, as if his body was not his own, every kiss, bite and touch of Feng Wuji made him hotter and hotter, more and more eager for something.

He also didn't know much about men and men, just because he accidentally saw pictures of having sex in the book, but because of his shyness, he didn't take a closer look.

I heard that it will be very painful for the first time, and he is not afraid of pain.

I heard that many men have bad habits and will use some tricks to play the young man to death, he is not afraid, because Feng Wuji will not treat him like this.

However, I still couldn't help being afraid.

Hugging the man who was biting his body tightly, Long Ziye couldn't help but tense up, still trembling faintly.

Feng Wuji stopped, stood up and looked at him, then kissed the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong? Really don't want to?"

Long Ziye looked at him hesitantly, with undisguised tension and uneasiness in his eyes.

"I don't know why, but I'm scared. Although I want to be with you, I'm still scared."

"Don't be afraid, trust me, I won't hurt you."

"I believe, but..." Long Ziye looked at him in fear, "Will you hate me because of this?"

"No, it's just..." Feng Wuji kissed his eyes, "I can't hold you for the rest of my life and do nothing. It's normal to be afraid for the first time. If you are not afraid, then I will worry."

"But..." Long Ziye wanted him to rein in the precipice, but he was afraid of offending him.

Feng Wuji stroked his desire down, and comforted him softly: "Let you be comfortable first, let you relax. Have you ever had a good time with the woman Yan?"

Long Ziye's entire face flushed red, and he quickly retorted: "I didn't..."

Feng Wuji raised his eyebrows, stopped the movements of his hands, and looked at him with some understanding. "Then did you do it yourself?"

"Myself? No, no." Long Ziye shook his head violently in shame, how could he do such a shameful thing.

Feng Wuji opened his lips slightly, showing a surprised expression, his eyes were filled with joy, he kissed the ashamed man excitedly, unexpectedly he got a pure baby.

With his physical condition and his scorned status, it is not surprising that he has never had an affair, but to Feng Wuji, it was a great surprise, and his heart was even softer.

Keeping his mouth shut and not asking about his past, this is the only thing Feng Wuji can do, but he didn't expect something unexpected, no wonder he was so disturbed.

Thinking of himself being No.1 with this body, Feng Wuji kissed his lips more tenderly.

"I will be gentle and never hurt you." Feng Wuji said while caressing his man, trying to make him feel comfortable.

Long Ziye groaned, bit his lips shyly, his eyes were confused and longing, and the part under his body that was touched brought a strange feeling, his whole body was so hot that it was about to melt, and he couldn't help but gently waved with his hand.

Long Ziye raised his head to pant, and the man took advantage of the situation to kiss his Adam's apple, and then returned to the ear where he seemed to feel the most, licking, biting, and kissing over and over again.

Feeling that his hand swelled to a certain limit, Long Ziye grasped his shoulders with restless hands, and as he accelerated, he felt a ray of light explode in front of his eyes.

In an instant, he seemed to be floating in the clouds, only feeling his own panting, and an indescribably wonderful taste.

Feng Wuji watched him climaxing and absent-minded, at some point in his hand there was a small square box, opened the lid, and it was filled with grassy green and fragrant milk.

Feng Wuji dipped a little bit with his hands, poked between his round and elastic buttocks, the secret forbidden area, spread the ointment near the cave, and then massaged gently.

The cool ointment woke Long Ziye slightly, and the strange feeling made him want to dodge the strange coldness.

"Don't move, apply the ointment, and you won't get hurt later." He continued to move his hands, and then spoke to distract him. "Are you comfortable just now?"

Recalling the process just now, Long Ziye grabbed his arm nervously, but the aftertaste of orgasm in his blood made him blushed and nodded slightly.

"Next, it will make you more comfortable."

Long Ziye was shocked when he heard the words, Fang opened his red, swollen and moist mouth, and was immediately bitten again, staring at Feng Wuji in disbelief.

I saw Feng Wuji smiled and kissed his white teeth biting his lower lip, comfortingly said: "Relax a little, take a deep breath."

"But, this..." Long Ziye shook his head restlessly, unable to speak.

"Ye'er, you can do it, I want you, I really want you."

Long Ziye's eyelashes trembled, Ruyan relaxed his body, and a slender thing penetrated between his buttocks. Although it was very slow and gentle, the pain still made him turn pale, his eyes filled with tears, and he was too ashamed to control himself.

Feng Wuji kissed his eyes, withdrew his fingers, took a pillow and put it under his waist, then dipped it in the ointment, opened up the tight flower hole again.Long Ziye took a deep breath obediently, trying to relax himself, so that the foreign matter could enter his body smoothly.

Thanks to his efforts, coupled with Feng Wuji's wordless comfort, his emotions were no longer extremely tense.

After finally pushing his fingers in, Feng Wuji twitched lightly, Long Ziye snorted with delicate eyes like silk, as if he knew what would happen in a while, and clasped his arms even tighter.

A tingling sensation hit him unexpectedly, Long Ziye snorted, and before he could bite his lip, the fingers inside his body had caught that point, rubbed it constantly, and the desire in front of him raised his head slightly.

"It's here."

Looking at his reaction, Feng Wuji let out a sigh of relief, carefully inserted his second finger, and continued to provoke him to respond more enthusiastically, exhausting all his patience and self-control, just because of pity for him.

When it was almost stretched, Feng Wuji withdrew his fingers from the soft and hot cave, trying to turn him over, but was strongly rejected.

"don't want."

"What's wrong? Change the position, you will feel less pain."

Long Ziye hugged him tightly, he knew what he wanted to do, when he saw that posture in the book, like a wild beast, he dropped it in fear, and didn't dare to look at it again, if he wanted to It was impossible to assume that kind of action, he would rather be in pain.

"That's it, my lord, I've seen it before, it's so embarrassing, I'm a human, not an animal."

Feng Wuji was taken aback for a moment, and kissed his wet red eye sockets distressedly, not knowing what stimulated him.

"Okay, if you don't want it, you don't want it, but it will hurt you a lot, you..."

Long Ziye stubbornly interrupted him and said: "I'm not afraid, then we're really together, a little bit of pain, I'm not afraid at all."

Feng Wuji kissed his mouth comfortingly, pressed his legs, tried to separate them as much as possible, so as not to hurt him who had just experienced human affairs.

When he entered, Long Ziye's face turned pale from the pain, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, but he felt very happy in his heart.

"Hey, relax." Feng Wuji kissed him, caressed his body, stopped at the same place and did not dare to move a little, trying to reduce his discomfort.

Long Ziye stroked his sweaty back, and the tense muscles under his palms showed how the man hugging him was enduring for him.

Hearing the comfort in his ear, he took the initiative to kiss Feng Wuji's lips in an extremely gentle and happy manner, and then Feng Wuji pushed hard, taking everything of the man into his body.

The pain was like tearing, and Long Ziye finally recovered, and was kissed fiercely again.

Feng Wuji was heartbroken, although he tried his best to restrain himself, not wanting him to be hurt, but in the end he fell short and hurt him.

After taking a breath, Long Ziye smiled sweetly.

"I'm yours."

"Yes, you're mine, fool."

Long Ziye paused, then pushed his shoulder and said, "Then can you come out?"

I'm glad I'm happy, but it still hurts a lot.

Feng Wuji paused and laughed dumbfounded. "Little fool, it's not just that, there's something more comfortable."

Kissed the small mouth that still wanted to spoil the scenery, and moved gently and softly.

He will let him be completely his own, and this night, from the inside to the outside, will be stained with his scent.