Shen Qingzhuo snuggled into the strong embrace. The thumping sound of his heartbeat against his chest made him more dizzy. His fingertips dug into his clothes.
“Xiao Qi…” He was drowsy, but somehow he recognized him. His voice was trembling, and the ending was unnaturally soft. “Xiao Qi, I want some water…”
“I’m here… Master, I’m right here.” Xiao Shen’s heart was about to jump out of his throat. He roughly kicked the door of the hall open and hurriedly but carefully put his master on the bed, taking off his outermost clothes first.
Xiao Dezi followed closely behind, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, “Your Highness! How is the Young Master?”
Xiao Shen turned around and shouted, “Get out!”
Xiao Dezi was so frightened that he could only quietly leave the inner hall, feeling uneasy.
When Xiao Shen turned his head again, his breath was instantly choked.
His usually neat black hair was now a little disheveled, his temples were wet with sweat and stuck to his cheeks, the upturned corners of his eyes were covered with an attractive blush, and the teardrop mole under his eyes was stained a light red, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow, so beautiful and enchanting.
After just one glance, he looked away in a wolfish manner, rushed to the table, and poured tea with trembling hands.
“The water is here, Master.” He returned to the bed with the teacup, helped his master up, let his master rest his head on his arm, and brought the tea to his lips.
Shen Qingzhuo’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he eagerly sipped the tea from his hand. When the cup of tea was finished, he licked the edge of the cup unsatisfiedly, “I want more water…”
When Xiao Shen lowered his eyes, he saw the tip of the bright red tongue sticking out from the lips, and a wave of heat immediately spread along the red eyes.
It’s killing him…
“Young Master! Imperial Physician Lu is here!” At this time, Kong Shang, who had hurried back, rushed in.
“Get out!” Xiao Shen was filled with anger that he couldn’t vent, and he shouted angrily when he heard this.
Imperial Physician Lu stepped over the threshold and said at a loss, “Your Highness, I brought a prescription for the medicine…”
Xiao Shen took a few quick, deep breaths, put his master, who was in his arms, down, walked quickly to the door, and grabbed the medicine bag. “What is this?”
“The medicine that calms the mind and relieves heat can alleviate the effects of the medicine.” Imperial Physician Lu said stiffly, “However, there is actually no real antidote for that medicine. His Lord will still feel uncomfortable tonight…”
Xiao Shen’s face was filled with gloom. “Is there any other way?”
“Well…” Imperial Physician Lu took a step back. “The best way is to find a palace maid to let His Lord vent.”
As expected, all he got was a single word, spoken with gritted teeth: “Get out!”
“Fine, then we’ll withdraw first.” Imperial Physician Lu quickly pulled Lord Kong, who was standing there in a daze, and retreated together.
If they stayed any longer, they would be kicked out by His Highness King Jin.
Xiao Shen tightly grasped the medicine bag in his hand and walked back to the bed in two steps.
The aftereffect of the medicine became more and more intense. His snow-white skin was covered with sweet pink clouds. The sweat on his forehead was like crystal clear dewdrops. His long and curled eyelashes were wet with tears. His rosy lips were still watery, and an unbearable moan escaped from his mouth.
It’s like the pure and clean snow lotus on Mount Tianshan, which was forcibly picked down to the mortal world and stained with the color of worldly dust.
Xiao Shen’s eyes sank completely, and he could even clearly hear himself swallowing heavily.
As if he was possessed by a snake, he bent over and made the same movements as the man in the dream, almost wantonly using his fingertips to open the red lips he had longed for.
The feeling was almost the same as he had imagined, the hot, moist, full, and soft tip of the tongue touching him, but because the force was too gentle, it seemed like he was reluctant but still accepting, which made him want to abuse him even more.
At this moment, the things that Xiao Shen had been suppressing with great effort finally surfaced, and a secret blasphemous pleasure surged in his heart.
This is his master, the moon he looks up at in the abyss, and the one that keeps him tossing and turning in sleepless nights.
He fiddled with his lips and tongue wantonly, carefully exploring every line in his mouth, trying to leave his own unique mark on his master.
“Mmm…” Shen Qingzhuo let out a pitiful whimper from his throat. His delicate pink fingers rested on his muscular arms, trying to push away the ruthless predator. “Xiao, Xiao Qi, don’t, mmm…”
The broken call brought Xiao Shen back to his senses suddenly.
The saliva that he had no time to swallow wet his pointed jaw. He pulled out his wet fingers, put them into his mouth, and sucked them clean bit by bit. His heavy eyes were still fixed on that lustful face, as if he was sucking his master’s skin and flesh.
The warm water only brought a brief peace, and the tormenting burning fire swept over again. Shen Qingzhuo couldn’t help but raise his hand and tug at his clothes.
The gloomy gaze moved along with his movements, and an indescribable dark color surged in Xiao Shen’s eyes.
After a moment, he picked up the packet of medicine powder left by Imperial Physician Lu and sprinkled it all into the teacup. He didn’t even have time to dissolve it and drank it all in one gulp.
The tea can calm the mind and relieve heat. It can probably relieve the effects of drugs on people who have been drugged. But he drank it just to temporarily restrain the madly roaring beast in his body.
Compared to two years ago, he knew what had changed in his body. He had become a bloodthirsty beast that had been unleashed on the battlefield. His fangs had grown sharper, and his greed was becoming more and more insatiable.
But—
It’s not the right time yet, he doesn’t want to hurt his master even a little bit.
The boiling blood gradually calmed down, he knelt on the bed and then held his master in his arms.
“Xiao Qi…” Surrounded by the familiar and pleasant scent, Shen Qingzhuo clutched the collar of his robe and instinctively asked for help, “It’s so uncomfortable… so hot…”
Xiao Shen restrainedly touched the red earlobe, adjusted the sitting position of the two, let his master be held in his arms in a more comfortable position, and hoarsely said, “It’s alright, I will help you, my good master…”
Shen Qingzhuo weakly climbed up the strong and broad shoulders and buried his hot cheeks in the young man’s neck. His red lips parted, and from time to time he let out a broken and trembling sob.
……
Not sure when it started to rain heavily outside the window. The bean-sized raindrops were hitting the red plum blossoms on the tree. The poor petals could not withstand the ravages of the heavy rain and were trembling in the wind and rain.
Xiao Shen couldn’t help but bend over and pick the most beautiful red plum. The juicy petals fell between his slender and powerful fingers. He rubbed the petals with infinite love, squeezing out the rainwater that had just been absorbed by the petals bit by bit…
After a long time, he let out a long breath and put the sleeping master in his arms into the quilt.
The red and swollen eyelids were quietly closed, the crow-feather-like eyelashes were wet in clumps, and wet tear marks were faintly visible. He looked extremely pitiful, as if he had just been severely tortured.
Who could have imagined that the one who was being tortured was actually he himself?
The tea that was supposed to calm the mind and relieve heat had almost lost its effect. Xiao Shen walked into the courtyard in the biting cold wind, forced himself to calm down, and then returned to the inner hall.
***
The next morning, when Shen Qingzhuo regained consciousness, he felt the blue vein on his forehead throbbing, and his head was splitting with pain.
He groaned, slowly opened his eyes, stared at the top of the bed curtains blankly for a moment, and suddenly remembered what happened last night.
He attended King Chu’s Hongmen Banquet, but the talks broke down halfway. That damned Xiao Hongyao actually put drugs in his tea, causing him…
His memory suddenly interrupted. Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to recall what happened afterwards, but he only remembered that Kong Shang carried him back.
Wait!
A fragment suddenly flashed through his mind, and he remembered that he seemed to have had a hazy dream last night.
In his dream, he felt hot all over, as if he had fallen into a cool lake. A blurry figure hugged him tightly, and then the warm and soft jade made him feel comfortable…
Shen Qingzhuo suddenly sat up. No way, right?
Could it be that he couldn’t resist the effects of the drugs and casually molested some woman last night?
“Master…” At this time, a low and hoarse hum came to his ear, “You are awake ah.”
Shen Qingzhuo’s body stiffened, and he turned his head awkwardly, facing a lazy and sleepy handsome face.
After looking at each other, he asked tentatively, “Xiao Qi…were you the one who accompanied Master last night?”
Xiao Shen lazily raised his arms, like a wild animal that had just woken up. “What’s wrong?”
Shen Qingzhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If his little disciple had been with him last night, then he would have had no chance to pursue other girls.
However, the next moment, Xiao Shen asked, “What happened last night? Does Master not remember at all?”
The clear pupils trembled slightly, and Lord Shen couldn’t remember clearly, “What, what happened?”
Xiao Shen did not answer either but stared at him dimly with his dark eyes.
“Could it be…” Shen Qingzhuo suddenly asked directly, “Could it be that Master raped a young palace maid?”
Xiao Shen: “……”
He choked and tilted his head with a half-smile, “If I answer yes, what will Master do? Will you be responsible for him?”
Shen Qingzhuo was confused for a moment, and his eyelashes trembled nervously.
He has always been a chaste man. In the few years since he came to Dayong, he has never had any contact with any woman. One reason is that he has not met anyone he likes, and the other is that he will have to go back sooner or later, so wouldn’t it be a waste of time to let down the girl?
As if he had guessed his reaction, Xiao Shen said, “I said—”
“Master is not an irresponsible scumbag. If I really ruined a girl’s innocence, I would never pretend nothing happened.” Shen Qingzhuo said seriously, “Master will find a way. Tell me who it is first.”
Xiao Shen stared at him steadily. After a while, he smiled brilliantly. “Last night, I was with Master the whole time. There was no one else.”
“Whoosh…” Shen Qingzhuo finally felt relieved and reached out to hit his little disciple, “I’ll beat you to death so you won’t scare Master.”
He didn’t think about it too deeply and just regarded it as a spring dream without any trace last night.
Xiao Shen smiled and said meaningfully, “But I remember what Master said.”
“What’s the use of remembering this?” Shen Qingzhuo got up from the bed, but his legs went weak, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, a big hand reached out from behind and held his waist in time.
“Master, be careful.” Xiao Shen reminded in a low voice. Even through the undergarment, the palm of his hand could still remember the soft and slippery touch.
He didn’t dare to be too unrestrained last night, but in the end he couldn’t control himself. He reached into his clothes and measured his slender waist with his palm.
But his master’s waist is too sensitive. Just a touch of the fingertips will make him tremble…
“Ai, Master has become more and more useless.” Shen Qingzhuo sighed softly, steadied his body, and broke away from the big hand’s control.
He walked to the bronze mirror, raised his hand to open his collar, and the mirror reflected a small red mark on his protruding collarbone.
“Why is it a little painful here, Xiao Qi? Where did I bump into something last night?” Shen Qingzhuo couldn’t help wondering, “No, this doesn’t look like a bruise ah.”
Xiao Shen calmly replied, “Maybe it was bitten by an insect. I’ll find some ointment for Master to apply on it.”
Shen Qingzhuo frowned slightly. “Where did these big bugs come from in the cold winter?”
Xiao Shen, the big bug, sat on the bed, secretly licked his sharp teeth, and changed the subject: “Master, what happened in King Chu’s mansion yesterday?”
The author has something to say:
The Wolf Cub: Master, you will be responsible for me, right?
The Master: Hehe, I will be responsible for people, not for a big bug…
Take a sip to satisfy your craving. A feast must be enjoyed in a sober state and taken slowly. Hehehe~
