Multiple crimes

The next day, Yuan Ziyou grandly drove to the General's Mansion and bestowed the gift of Jiuxi to Er Zhurong.Jiuxi is the highest level for rewarding meritorious officials. No one has received such courtesy since the previous dynasty. While Er Zhurong was flattered, he felt that Yuan Ziyou was a bit discerning.

He's trying to please me.You bastard, it's time to please me!

Yuan Ziyou watched Er Zhurong from the sidelines, and took advantage of Er Zhurong's good mood to invite him to the palace to have a talk at night, Er Zhurong readily agreed.

Speaking of which, although the two had hang out many times, they were always in the general's mansion, and Er Zhurong rarely took the initiative to look for him in the palace, and even if he came, he would leave in a hurry or break up unhappy.This time he was seriously invited to go, but he felt a little uncomfortable, and thought to himself: What's there to talk about, I'm afraid it's the sperm again.

Before it was dark, Yuan Ziyou ordered people to prepare drinks and snacks in the garden. As soon as Er Zhurong arrived, he held back and pulled him to sit down. He really wanted to have a good talk.

Er Zhurong was not interested in the things about the Yuan family's rotten millet, so he didn't understand why he dragged himself on and on about it.But since Yuan Ziyou wanted to say something, he could only listen reluctantly, for fear of missing something behind the scenes, but unfortunately he didn't hear anything important after listening for a long time.

"You can't stop talking about such a little thing, don't the people around you think you talk too much?"

"I usually don't talk much, and the servants in the house talk more than me."

Er Zhurong looked suspiciously at the wine glass in his hand: "Did you drink too much?"

Yuan Ziyou raised his glass and made a gesture of invitation: "I drink very well, so don't worry. But you, I'm afraid you won't last long."

Er Zhurong did not refute, because he knew that he was indeed easily drunk.Putting the glass aside, he stood up and said, "I won't drink."

"Come on, I haven't had much to drink now." Yuan Ziyou thought he was going to leave, and stood up anxiously, "I'm talking nonsense, are you angry?"

"It's uncomfortable to sit for a long time, just get up and move your legs." Er Zhurong glanced at Yuan Ziyou inexplicably, feeling that the other party had been trying to curry favor with him tonight, and it was suspiciously obsequious.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking me to drink?" he asked.

"You're going to Jinyang in a few days, and I won't see you for half a month."

"That's it?"

"Ah."

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Yuan Ziyou poured another glass of wine and handed it to Er Zhurong's mouth, and said with a smile, "What else do you want to hear?"

Er Zhurong frowned, took the wine and drank it himself: "There are not many things I want to hear, but there are many things I don't want to hear."

"It's really ruthless... I would love to hear what you have to say."

"Oh? What are my words?"

"You said... If I'm just a little prince, you can raise me in the mansion and do whatever you want."

"When did I say that?" Er Zhurong turned around to refill the wine, and drank it down with his back to Yuan Ziyou, "Why, are you really willing to be raised by me?"

"What about you? Would you like to?"

"Will what?"

Yuan Ziyou looked at him with a half-smile: "If one day becomes the emperor, will you really raise me in the palace?"

Er Zhurong put the wine glass upside down on the table, turned his head to him and smiled lightly: "Okay."

Yuan Ziyou wanted to ask him why he didn't deny that he wanted to be emperor this time, but he was so absorbed in this smile that he forgot to breathe.After a long time, he tentatively said, "Are you... drunk?"

"I'm not drunk."

"If you were really not drunk, you would have laughed at me. You have never heard me say such things."

"I'm not laughing at you... I know what you're thinking, so I just say what you want." Er Zhurong staggered suddenly, and managed to stabilize his figure by holding on to the edge of the table with both hands, "You're not happy to follow you? "

Yuan Ziyou turned his face away: "It sounds nice now, but before you clearly said that you would be annoyed when you saw me."

"No matter how annoying you are, I'm used to it."

"You also said that I don't understand etiquette, and use foul language..."

"If you don't become the emperor, who cares if you have manners?"

"Oh, you have already thought about it for me." Yuan Ziyou raised his eyes, and the smile on his face faded, "Why don't you simply kill me?"

Er Zhurong sat down on the stool as if exhausted, panted lightly and raised his head again, with a blank expression on his face: "Kill you?"

Yuan Ziyou bent down and leaned in front of him, and said word by word: "Yes, kill me, and you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Er Zhurong looked up and down the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, and finally reached out to hold his cheek suddenly.

"I can not let it go."

Yuan Ziyou was stunned, and reached out to grab the man's wrist, but felt his fingertips trembling constantly.

The wine jug on the side of the table was brought upside down on the sleeve, and the lid of the jug was wrapped in the leftover warm wine and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.The night breeze was slightly cool, but the man's palm was warm, and the drunken breath brushed over his heart like a feather, slightly sweet.

I can not let it go.

After a long silence, he withdrew his hands suddenly and straightened up, but under his influence, Er Zhurong swayed and fell off the stool, and just fell on the ground and remained motionless.

"Er Zhurong?"

Yuan Ziyou stood on the spot at a loss, and called a few times but there was no response, only then did he realize that maybe the effect of the medicine had taken effect.

He took out the remaining two paper bags from his pocket and squeezed them, he sighed in his heart: "I thought one bag was not enough...it really is a good thing."

Yan Shuo said that he didn't want to disturb Yuan Ziyou's reception, but in fact he had been waiting outside the garden. Seeing that it was past the second watch and the two of them were still not finished, he felt a little anxious.Just as he was about to give an excuse to bring wine in to have a look, he heard movement inside from afar, and after a soft rustle, Yuan Ziyou carried Er Zhurong out of the garden.

Yan Shuo hastily went up to meet him, but seeing Er Zhurong's staggering gait and distracted eyesight, he couldn't help being stunned.

Yuan Ziyou motioned for him to come over and help him: "He's drunk and will be staying in the bedroom tonight, please send someone to add an extra bed to my room."

"Master, why don't you send it to another vacant room?"

"No, just sleep with me."

Yan Shuo lifted Er Zhurong's other arm, only to realize that his body was hot and his legs were so weak that he could hardly walk.

Secretly gave him a pulse, Yan Shuo immediately understood, but still calmly helped Yuan Ziyou send the man to the bedroom.

After a hasty arrangement, he called Yuan Ziyou outside the house: "What happened to him?"

"What's wrong?"

"Don't play dumb, you can't hide it from me." Yan Shuo lowered his face, "What medicine did you give him?"

Yuan Ziyou lowered his head and did not speak.

"I don't care what medicine you took, but he must leave here tomorrow intact." Yan Shuo pressed his shoulders and forced him to face up, "We can't do anything here! If Er Zhurong is so ignorant Bai Di died in the palace, and you can’t explain it to the outside world. The teacher came out of nowhere, don’t say Yuantian Mu’er Zhuzhao and the others don’t agree, and no one dares to openly support you!”

Yuan Ziyou blinked blankly: "You think I'm going to kill him?"

"Otherwise? Why did you stun him?"

"I, I just want to ask him something..."

Yan Shuo knew that the other party was not telling the truth when he saw him hesitating, but out of habit, he didn't intend to pursue it to the end.Besides, speaking of this, he believes that Yuan Ziyou is free and proper.

"No matter what you ask him, don't startle the snake." He sighed, "I'm nearby tonight, call me if you need something."

Yuan Ziyou closed the door and returned to the bed, looking from top to bottom at Er Zhurong who was lying unconscious on the quilt.The man frowned, and his thin lips opened and closed, as if he had dreamed of something unpleasant.

Pulling out the quilt and spreading it out, Yuan Ziyou gently took off Er Zhurong's coat, while he himself got into the quilt naked like a live fish, and lay next to him.

"What did you just say? Come on, let's continue..." Yuan Ziyou put his arms around Er Zhurong's waist from behind, stretched his neck close to his ear, "Say, you don't want to kill me."

Er Zhurong twisted his neck slightly.

"I like hearing you say that."

……

"Say it to me again...you are reluctant to kill me."

……

"I can't bear it either."

The other party still didn't respond.

"Don't think about the throne, okay?" Yuan Ziyou rolled over on top of Er Zhurong, bent down and held his face, "I also want to be a little prince who doesn't understand anything, hang out with you every day, To please you... But no, since you made me the emperor, you have to keep making me the emperor."

……

"Isn't it as good as it is now... You will be my general, and I will be your emperor. You will pacify the world for me, and I will take care of the court for you."

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"Are you saying it's okay... okay? You talk!"

Er Zhurong's eyelids trembled slightly, as if he heard his words, but also seemed not to hear them.Yuan Ziyou lifted the hair around his ears, lowered his head and bit the snow-white side of his neck.

A fishy and sweet taste filled his mouth.Yuan Ziyou sucked the wound fiercely, swallowed a mouthful of blood impatiently, and let the unique fragrance of blood flow down from the mouth, through the spine and soak into his limbs and bones.

The people under him also responded, and let out a slender and soft moan from the depths of their throats.

Yuan Ziyou smacked his lips, and leaned under him to hold the slightly raised thing: "Do you want it? I know you want... Every time I treat you like this, you are so excited."

"I want to do what you have done to me... I must do better than you, you are satisfied, who told me to like you more." The right hand slowly slid across the smooth skin between the legs, Yuan Ziyou seemed to be admiring a rare treasure: "If I really do this, you have to show me a face again... Sigh, you have a really big temper."

Feeling the trembling movement of the thing in his hand, he changed his hand to pinch Er Zhurong's buttocks again: "Be quiet! Yan Shuo is listening outside, we can't do anything today !"

Er Zhurong probably was pinched this time, and opened his eyes with difficulty.

"... Yuan Ziyou?"

Sensing his struggle, Yuan Ziyou loosened his hands and straightened up.

"Call me the emperor."

"emperor……"

"I'm here, I'm here." Yuan Ziyou smiled, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the knuckles of his left hand, "You haven't replied to me yet."

Er Zhurong's eyelids trembled slightly, and his gaze stayed blankly on Yuan Ziyou's face for a few seconds.

"I'm asking you something!" Yuan Ziyou saw that he was about to fall asleep again out of his wits, raised his hand and slapped his face, "You are talking!"

Er Zhurong was beaten so badly that he would almost have rolled out of bed if he hadn't been grabbed by the collar.Fortunately, this slap temporarily took half of his mind back.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing that he was awake, Yuan Ziyou knelt and sat aside obediently.

Er Zhurong seemed to feel pain, and wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, wiping off a trace of blood: "You hit me?"

"No."

Er Zhurong subconsciously wanted to get angry, but his mind was in a chaotic state, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Yuan Ziyou clasped his shoulders and shook him violently a few times: "I ask if you can stop thinking about the throne? Do you want to force me to death before you give up?"

Er Zhurong half raised his eyelids and looked at him, his eyes flickered, showing a little hesitation.Just when Yuan Ziyou was about to give birth to hope, he heard the man sneer from his nose: "Hmph, is the emperor addicted?"

Yuan Ziyou let go of his hands and slowly sat up straight.At that moment, many scenes were skipped before his eyes, from the first encounter outside Luoyang city to the limited number of joys, and the little bits and pieces during the march. .After regaining consciousness, Er Zhurong lost consciousness in a groggy state again.

Yuan Ziyou straightened his sleeping position for him, and lightly made up the bed, barely covering the two of them from head to toe with a quilt.

"I'm sorry." Carefully pressed his finger on the bloody bite mark on the side of the man's neck, he closed his eyes while lying on his side, "Go to sleep."