Si Tian Guan

Chapter 115 Punishment

When the Empress entered the Compassionate Ning Palace, Concubine Xian had just exited from it.

This kind of thing is commonplace - Concubine Xian is weak, even if the emperor went to see it out of old love, he would not stay in the palace.

Concubine Xian has the most free time, so she stays with the Queen Mother all year round. In this way, there are more opportunities to meet the Emperor.

It was alarming at first, but after more than ten years, Concubine Xian never said a word, didn't make any splashes, and didn't even get a title for her son, so no one was willing to look at her more.

The queen received her salute, and was about to go up the steps, when she turned around and looked around.

Concubine Xian didn't leave any more, she stood aside with her head bowed, and after a while she heard someone ask: "I remember, there were two crabapple trees planted here before, why are they gone?"

Now it's the season when the trees are full of flowers and buds, and it's time to bloom in a little while.

"Go back to your majesty," Concubine Xian replied softly: "The empress dowager said she was tired of seeing it, but she still likes elm-leaved plums. Eunuch Xi taught people to dig the begonias. He is planning to plant some plum trees and bring some wisterias."

The queen smiled.

"The queen mother is not tired of seeing it, it's because the emperor likes Xiao Taohong."

Concubine Xian also pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Yes."

"Is the mother's health better these days? What did you eat? Did you sleep well?"

"After spring warms up, I feel much better, and sometimes I go for a walk in the garden." Concubine Xian looked up at the food box Min Yue was carrying next to the queen, and replied one by one: "I only ate half a bowl of lily japonica rice porridge today. , I just said I was bored and wanted to talk to someone to relieve my fatigue."

The queen nodded with a smile and left satisfied.

After coming out of the palace gate and stepping onto the walkway, Concubine Xian heard the maid beside her make a nasal sound of displeasure, and swallowed her full dissatisfaction under her glance.

She naturally understood what this girl was angry about.

These trivial matters can be known only by asking the palace people around the Queen Mother, but the Queen wants her to report truthfully.

But do these things matter to her?

She stopped and looked back, smiling slightly.

I don't know what shameful things are mixed in the soup that the queen sent in today, where the queen mother will let Eunuch Xi pour it out.

Those two crater crabapples still couldn't withstand several years of irrigation.

In this palace wall where freedom cannot be seen, everyone is a smart person, and everyone is also a fool.

When he was carried backwards all the way back, Qu Chenzhou knew that today would not get better.

I thought that everything would be fine if I got rid of the shadow guard, but I didn't expect Liu Chongming to know him too well and personally blocked him in a dead end.

"My lord..." he called with a sneer.

No one cares about him.

He was hanging on his back, pinching Liu Chongming's waist: "Chongming, let me sing a song for you..."

Liu Chongming finally hummed, kicked open the door, threw him on the bed in the inner room, pulled the sweat towel around his waist with ease, and tied his hands on the head of the bed.

He knew he was angry, so he didn't even dare to struggle, he tried his best to justify: "Last time King Ning interrupted me, I didn't see Liao Guangming, I should meet him today, he will never kill me, at most... ..."

Liu Chongming had already gone to the outer room, and the sound of water came from outside the screen.

Qu Chenzhou's scalp tingled when he heard it, he remembered how he was tortured when he first came to the other hospital.

But when Liu Chongming came in, he just shook his hands, it seemed that he just washed his hands outside.

"How about it at most?" He asked kindly: "The legs are so fast, I almost couldn't catch up. It seems that you didn't take my warning last time to heart, and I have to grow up for you personally." lesson."

Qu Chenzhou forced a smile: "My son...does it mean that he wants to break my leg?"

"How can I be willing, is it cold?"

He was confused by the sudden question, and just about to answer whether it was cold, the trousers were grabbed, and without the sweat towel, the trousers were already loose.

In the blink of an eye, the skin on his legs touched the air, and he shuddered.

I don't know if it's cold or frightened.

The corners of his eyes suddenly turned bright red, and he wanted to bring his knees together, separated by a fist.

One hand went around the back, between the back waist and the quilt, and gently stroked the birthmark.

"My son... don't..." He was so aware of the change in himself that his voice trembled.

"It's cold, it'll be hot soon."

Jin was pulled over to cover him, and scratched forward with the hand sandwiched between the knees, at first it was just a test, one hand touched from the bend of the knee in circles, and the other hand outlined the shape of the birthmark.

This heart-stopping provocation is like a tiny flame, shaking and licking, and like a drop of water falling in the desert, it disappears without a trace before it can taste the taste of thirst quenching.

He snorted softly, trembling slightly, if his hands were not tied, he might have gone up to meet him long ago.

Liu Chongming's heartbeat also went up and down, but the delicate appearance of the little fox exhaling in his hand was even more difficult to move his eyes away than in his every night dream.

The freshly washed hands are still cold, but the water has dried, and the contact with the skin has a different kind of tenderness.

His teasing heart at first became very affectionate.

There were tears in Qu Shenzhou's Liuli eyes, and he pushed his hand unconsciously.

I don't know if he is too worried about gains and losses, but he feels that what he sees in the blur is him, but it doesn't look like him.

Liu Chongming tried it twice, got up and went to the cabinet to find out the grease box, and melted some in his palm.After only leaving for such a short time, someone called him repeatedly with a weak cry.

"Chongming... Chongming..."

"Is it that greedy?" He leaned down, this time, he didn't encounter any obstacles: "I ran very fast, it seems that I have nowhere to use my strength, let me give you some energy."

Qu Chenzhou bowed his body suddenly, as if out of breath, begged for mercy tremblingly: "Chongming... I won't run away next time..."

"Still thinking about next time?"

Liu Chongming's face was also slightly red, and he was almost moved by the little fox's pity, but thinking about the horrible appearance of this man, he didn't intend to let him go easily.

The first time he did this, he was still a little rusty. He changed his sitting position and stepped back, but felt someone struggling suddenly, as if he was reluctant to let him go.

"Huh?" He pressed the quilt to his lower abdomen and asked with a smile: "Shen Zhou, what is this?"

The person under the quilt was terribly frightened, with his eyes closed, he trembled involuntarily.

"No..." Qu Chenzhou said weakly, "Don't...look at me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly raised his neck, but couldn't make a sound.

"Really?" Liu Chongming wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumb, brushed over his lips, looked at his expression carefully, and asked, "Is this here?"

Qu Chenzhou struggled violently, bit his lip and refused to speak, but before he could be stubborn for a long time, he surrendered in a blink of an eye, tears rolling down his temples.

Seeing him nodding desperately, Liu Chongming stroked his hair: "Good boy."

Qu Chenzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that there was a creaking sound on the edge of the bed, and Liu Chongming left just like that, and he couldn't help but uttered a voice to persuade him to stay: "Chongming..."

The quilt beside him was turning, I don't know what the sound was, but I only knew that after a while, the quilt was half rolled up.

He opened his eyes with tears in his eyes, and saw Liu Chongming holding a writing brush in his hand, the tip of the brush rolled a few times in something, and disappeared from sight.

Before he had time to beg for mercy, he felt the cool liquid stained on the soft brush.

He murmured, tears rolled down again and again: "Chong... Ming..."

The contents of the brush poured out backwards as if the water in the sweat towel had been wrung out.

It was cool at first, but after a while, it was like a raging fire, blown by the wind and burning the dry weeds vigorously.

It was as if all the bones in his body had been smashed, and someone had dug out his internal organs, and nothing was missing.

"Chongming..." He sobbed in his throat, as if he had forgotten that his hands were tied, desperately trying to lift himself up, longing for some comfort.

The brush was twisted a few times, and when I saw it again, it still fell down with a bright red tip.

Qu Chenzhou closed his eyes, only knowing that he spun his body twice.

"Chongming..." he called again.

Liu Chongming brushed the sweat-soaked hair off his forehead for him: "What?"

He raised his neck to lick that wrist, his eyes full of longing: "Give me...give me..."

"Be good, I promised you that I will give it to you when the newlyweds are in the bridal chamber."

Liu Chongming seemed to be flipping through the box beside him, but he had no energy to look at it, and felt something sticking to his cheek after a while.

trembling slightly.

"What is this?" Liu Chongming twirled the ball in front of his eyes: "That's right, I'll give it to you."

Qu Chenzhou was tortured until his muscles became loose and his bones became weak, his throat choked, and he answered with difficulty: "Mian... Mian Ziling."

"I understand, do you want it?"

Qu Chenzhou didn't care too much, bit his lip and nodded: "I want..."

Liu Chongming put his hand on his teeth and spread his fingers apart: "Holding it."

Mian Ziling was stuffed into Qu Shenzhou's mouth, and after soaking in the heat and humidity, it seemed as if a bird was trapped inside, bumping around, moving more and more violently in the mouth, and the soft tongue was trembling and numb.

"well-done."

Liu Chongming praised him, as if he didn't see his writhing body, he took the ball out of his mouth and put another one in.

When the third one was taken out, the base of his tongue was numb, and he couldn't even speak, but after the quilt was opened and closed, he suddenly cried out in a hoarse voice and burst into tears.

"Chong... Chongming..."

Seeing his tear-stained face, Liu Chongming bent over to hug him, put one hand on his lower abdomen, and replied softly: "Shen Zhou, it's me."

Qu Chenzhou hurriedly responded to him, curled up and exhaled, but he could only hiss and groan over and over again: "Chongming...Chongming..."

Liu Chongming had never seen him so vulnerable and helpless, nor had he seen such a pitiful posture of putting down his guard. He was hesitating whether to take it out, but saw Qu Chenzhou put his leg on his arm .

The helpless little fox opened his mouth slightly to him, licking his lips anxiously with the tip of his pink tongue, looking for him in a panic.

He smiled brightly, relieved, and leaned over to kiss his steaming lips.

The trembling body in the arms was soothed by his kiss, as if gradually getting used to the noisy movement, sobbing loudly, in his arms.

The response was more enthusiastic and lingering than before, and the bright water marks were entangled between the two of them, and they were both delicacies that they couldn't get enough of.

"What color do you want...?" His voice was muffled by the kiss.

Qu Chenzhou lifted his head weakly, bit him softly, and whimpered: "Red..."

He squinted and bit the greedy little fox with a sneer.

"Red isn't enough, you won't be able to stand it," he said, shaking a blue lanyard in his hand, with a piece of carved nephrite jade tied on its head: "Let's go blue."

Liu Chongming sat sideways on the side of the bed, poked one hand into the quilt, and moved his lips bit by bit, trying to hang people up and down.

Qu Chenzhou's voice softened completely, and he said hoarsely, "Kiss...kiss me..."

"Where are you kissing?" Liu Chongming's fingers slipped from his ears, twirled around his neck, and stayed on his lips: "Are you still running?"

"Don't run away..." Qu Chenzhou shook his head desperately, not daring to defend himself at all, trying to look up to him: "Don't run away..."

Liu Chongming lowered his head, clamped his delicate jaw, blocked all breathing gaps, and slowly swallowed the sound from the tip of his tongue.

Qu Shenzhou's feet stepped on the mattress, and in the breath of kisses, he desperately sucked on the soft lips and kisses, and stepped on the soft and slippery tassels under his toes.

Liu Chongming held his narrow waist until the spasm from his arms gradually stopped, and then let him go, watching him panting rapidly with sweat on his face.

"What did you say just now?"

"Say... don't run away..." Qu Chenzhou's tears flowed down his face, knowing that refusing to answer would be fruitless, he dared not stop talking, and he whimpered again: "No, no... that's it... Just already..."

"Already what?"

After playing tricks just now, Liu Chongming had already begun to get familiar with him, and he could wipe it away with a tilt of his hand, but he seemed to know nothing, so he rubbed his two fingers on the mattress inadvertently.

"Where does the trickling spring water come from?" He sipped his fingers in his mouth: "Why is Shen Zhou so sweet?"

It was the most untouchable time, Qu Shenzhou didn't expect that there would be a lot of trouble after the first wave, so he struggled and cried aloud.

"Forgive...forgive me today..."

"Okay." Liu Chongming pulled a sweat towel, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and leaned over to kiss him: "You said just now, sing me a song, and I feel comfortable listening to it." , I will spare you."

"No..." Qu Chenzhou's refusal was blocked in his mouth, and his voice suddenly fell silent, tears rolled down.

"You don't want to sing again?"

"I can't stop... bees and butterflies are crazy..." He closed his eyes, humming intermittently, full of unwillingness: "Yellow flowers... tender pistils... so pitiful... how can it be forbidden... the rain is rushing... ..."

His wrist was untied, but he couldn't even use the strength to get up.

Liu Chongming supported him, picked him up, laid him on his chest, and was about to go out the door.

Qu Shenzhou's chin rested on his shoulder, strings of tears rolled down his shoulder and neck, he turned his face and bit his earlobe, begging: "...Take it out..."

"What?" Liu Chongming asked knowingly with a smile.

Before stepping out of the screen, he pulled off the cloak casually, wrapped the person around him, and left the bedroom in the low night.

The distance to the bathroom is not close, and in the steady steps, there is a voice calling him in a low voice, the sleeves are tightly pulled, and before reaching the door of the bathroom, the clothes are rubbed into a mess, and the person in his arms has fallen asleep from exhaustion past.

"Run again next time." He turned his face sideways and rubbed the little fox's hair: "Run again next time, let's get married."

The author has something to say: Knock on the blackboard, the last sentence is a spoiler, next time you run, you will get married