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When Pei Mi was talking to his daughter Shun Niang, Wei Liao was playing pitching pots with a group of maids in the palace.

This is a game of throwing pointless arrowheads into a pot far away, the one with the most number wins, Wei Liao mixed with the young palace ladies, it means that the victory is not martial arts.He has a strong figure and is often good at bowing horses. How can this group of girls who have not yet grown up compare to him.

However, even so, the hall was still filled with joy and laughter, taking turns to try, and even Zi Qiong couldn't force her to cast twice.There are many kinds of games for women in the palace, but nowadays they like to play polo, throwing pots, and other games that require physical strength. Gizmos.

She knew that Wei Liao was passing the time, so she didn't say much to ruin the mood, she smiled and retreated outside to prepare refreshments, and left with an excuse to let Wei Liao go to have fun.

Because he was born as the most noble person in the world, he didn't think there was anything wrong with a woman with a low status. It has always been a difficult step to promote a court lady to be a concubine, even if she is a mere talent. Not a lot.

The court ladies who were lucky enough to lose their status due to the king's visit will not be able to leave the palace in the future, let alone be remembered. The final outcome is that the white-headed palace maids will be there, and the lonely palace will be rewarded.Ziqiong always noticed his arrogance and gentleness in these subtleties, shook her head and sighed, not knowing what kind of mood she should have.

It was after Fu Xiru came back that Wei Liao didn't recruit concubines, he also lost interest in beautiful court ladies, and he didn't do anything to attract bees and butterflies.Ziqiong didn't think that this was the emperor's special affection, but only thought that this person could occupy all his mind whenever he appeared, and couldn't tell the hustle and bustle of the world.

This sounds very strange, but it is true.

Ziqiong has always been reluctant to comment.She watched Wei Liao grow up. Although there is not much difference in age between the two, it was self-evident that the queen sent her to her son first. She only regarded protecting this child as the purpose of her life, and never thought about it out of the palace.

Wei Liao became stronger day by day, but no matter in the eyes of his mother or Ziqiong, he was just a child after all, and only those who were closest to him knew the fragility and confusion in his heart, she could only swear to herself, never Don't mention it, don't expose it, and try your best to protect him.

Women are naturally good at making their own tenderness into armor, so as to dedicate themselves to protecting the one they love. Even for herself, Ziqiong is not willing to comment on Wei Liao in private, and analyze it in detail.She doesn't have to understand what Wei Liao wants and what to do, it doesn't matter in the first place.

As for the personnel and affairs around him, they were nothing more than faint beams of light surrounding Wei Liao, and Zi Qiong had no intention of exploring, let alone leaning towards any side.This may be loyal, or it may just be dedicated.

She was taking out the dripping cherries and lychees from the crystal jar filled with fruits and putting them on the plate. The little maid took a few lychee leaves to decorate, and hurried in through the yellow door outside.Ziqiong didn't see the figure, but if she felt something afterwards, she raised her head and took a look.

When Wei Liao heard that Fu Xiru was coming, he pondered for a moment and knew why he came. However, it was because of this that he didn't dismiss the little palace maid who was too busy playing around and forgot about her identity and rules. Instead, she turned around and threw another arrowhead into the copper pot. , casually said: "Xuan."

He has always been good at facing up to difficulties and staying calm. Even if he knew that Fu Xiru had come to ask his teacher for a crime, he didn't feel afraid because they treated each other like a guest these days.

Unexpectedly, when Fu Xiru came in with a gloomy face, he stepped in front of Wei Liao in a few steps, stared at him for a moment, and then bowed down to worship him.

Wei Liao was stunned, and then he yelled a little slower.He calmed down, playing with a blunt arrowhead in his hand, and adjusted his expression: "Aiqing came in a hurry, is there something important?"

Only a few foreign ministers came here. Although the court ladies had served banquets in front of the imperial court, they knew who this person was, and their laughter and laughter subsided. They all covered their sleeves and whispered, looking at Fu Xiru's face.

He was also the man in the dreams of countless spring ladies. The court ladies learned to read and write in the inner circle, and they also heard a lot of secret stories passed down by word of mouth from their predecessors, so they were inevitably curious.

Zi Qiong's rules are strict, but Wei Liao has no rules and does not prevent them from being more unrestrained when they play with him, so these little maids are a little bit bold in this matter, and they are not afraid because of Fu Xiru's ugly face, after all It is impossible for the courtiers to offend Tianwei.

Fu Xiru hated this kind of nonchalant behavior, avoiding the serious and taking the light.He has always been self-restraining and polite, and he doesn't show emotions, but now he broke through Wei Liao's prediction again: "Your Majesty, please stand back, I have something important to report."

For him, it was almost a temper tantrum.

Wei Liao's heart beat violently, he had a feeling of uneasiness, he didn't say anything, he waved his hands to signal the little maids to back down.

As soon as the people left, Fu Xiru reached out and took away the arrowhead from Wei Liao's hand, looked down, broke the arrowhead, and tapped the weight twice on the palm of his hand. He seemed to be satisfied, nodded, and said inexplicably: "The minister is going to be rude."

Wei Liao didn't understand what he was going to do, but it seemed that he didn't need to understand, so he was forced to go to the apse.

The back is a temporary resting place, Wei Liao has hardly used it, but it is also fully furnished.Holding the arrowhead he had chosen in one hand, Fu Xiru came up and stretched out his hand to open his robe, and accurately touched Wei Liao's belt.

This doesn't look like secret love at all. Wei Liao had a premonition in his heart, but he couldn't believe it. He hurriedly refused like a little girl, and sternly stopped: "Presumptuous! What are you trying to do! Stop..."

But it didn't work, so Fu Xiru took off his trousers, pushed him to lie on the table, and only said one order: "Hold him up."

It's not that Wei Liao lacks brute force, he just couldn't really understand what he was going to do, so when he turned around and supported himself subconsciously, he felt his pants were slumped to the ground, and the soft robe was pulled up. Rise from soft meat.

He was beaten by Fu Xiru as a child who made a mistake, and he was beaten with the arrow that was taken from him and the arrowhead was broken.

In fact, Wei Liao had never been beaten.If the prince made a mistake, it must be due to the bad servants. With such a background, in fact, even in the Spring Festival Tent, he never really suffered.He bossed Fu Xiru around and did whatever he wanted, just because he knew how much this man pampered him and how hard he was, and when his delicate flesh was touched with pain, he was horrified and realized that the current situation was shameful and infuriating .

He had thought that Fu Xiru would question him, be disappointed in him, and he could afford to break up again, anyway, it would not be short of a quarrel, but he never expected that it would be a reprimanding beating.

Why is he?How can he have this power?Who is he to beat him instead of his father?

Wei Liao felt angry at first, and then felt sad and wronged, and there were a few swollen red marks on his buttocks. He finally understood, and naturally he refused to accept the punishment obediently like a child, and struggled immediately stand up.

Fu Xiru's hand was not weak, but he didn't press him hard, and seemed to be waiting for his counterattack. He turned around and grabbed a hand. Wei Liao forgot the pile of white silk trousers under his feet, and walked towards him as soon as he took a step. Before he fell down, Fu Xi subconsciously reached out to help him, but he fell to the ground forcefully.

"You bastard!" Wei Liao was really angry, he grabbed his hand and punched him hard.His identity is doomed, he has no chance to do it himself, and he has never fought with Fu Xiru before, but now he broke the precept, gave up his status, and also gave up his respect and self-control. He just wanted to let Fu Xiru know how uncomfortable he was. .

Both of them were considered weak and weak, this punch was caught off guard, Fu Xiru let out a muffled snort, but unexpectedly did not retreat at all, neither spoke nor let go, bent his knees against Wei Liao's abdomen, while he turned over in pain and pressed him against his body He pulled out his belt smoothly, suppressed Wei Liao, who was struggling and writhing with all his strength, and tied his hands.

Victory and defeat.

Wei Liao let out an angry roar, straightened his upper body from the carpet, half sat and half knelt, his eyes were red, and he stared at Fu Xiru unwilling to give in: "What else do you want to do?"

He has already been defeated, it seems that he should be smarter and give in, first figure out what Fu Xiru is doing to him, or he should tell him that there is a difference between a monarch and his subjects, and I want to chop off his head, but he is now The expression, I know it is I was about to cry.

Fu Xiru actually smiled at him, touching the wound on his face, so he subconsciously licked the wound on his mouth, and slowly squeezed his hot buttocks: "Since your majesty does not repent, our debt will not be repented of." We just have to start over.”

Wei Liao vaguely knew that he might not be able to escape this beating, and his hair stood on end, but he couldn't look away from him, as if he was frozen in place.

"It's fine if you hate me," Fu Xiru simply threw away the arrowhead, reached out and pulled the lapel of his robe, and peeled off the fabric covering Wei Liao's body. The distance between the two was so close that they could smell each other's breath. When we are together, the words we say are scary: "It doesn't matter if you love me, it's just a private matter. I don't want to get entangled in such a matter. On the contrary, it will destroy the relationship between you and me that has been known for many years and has survived until now. But back then I I have warned you, treasury, feudal town, faction struggle, state pastor, which of these things have you really dealt with properly?"

Wei Liao trembled suddenly: "You..."

He seemed to want to distinguish, but also seemed to want to ask, but Fu Xiru didn't want to listen to him, at least right now, he didn't want to hear anything, so he pulled a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his mouth, and said softly: "You really disappointed me .”

As soon as he pressed Wei Liao hard, he fell to the ground again, leaving only one buttocks raised high: "You don't hesitate to give up what I want to keep, do you really keep it?"

Wei Liao whimpered and kicked his legs wildly. He wanted to escape, but he realized that he might not be able to. Just now the maid went out, and the people outside knew that they should not disturb the affairs inside. Now he can't speak, it's really amazing No, it's not working.

He is locked up.

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The author has something to say

Prelude to domestic violence.

It's quite embarrassing, he didn't hesitate to break up and defend the uniqueness of power, but what he did in the end was all shitty things...Fu Xiru was so angry that he died.