"Okay, but I can't find out right away. It'll take some time, and during this time you have to detoxify yourself. Otherwise, by the time I find out, you're gone. That would be really frustrating."
Feng Qingwu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a plan."
They talked about other things for the whole afternoon, and when it got dark, Lu Yu left.
Feng Qingwu didn't even try to persuade him to stay, could she at least invite him to have a meal?
But Feng Qingwu didn't say anything, so Lu Yu had no choice but to put on a thick cloak and leave.
Sure enough, after getting a girlfriend, he doesn’t even want friends anymore.
Lu Yu walked out of the East Palace alone. It was a bit cold at night, so he shook himself.
As he continued walking forward, he suddenly saw a man walking in front of him. He walked up to him and asked, "What are you doing?"
After hearing the voice, the man turned to look at Lu Yu.
The light here is dim, and people can't see clearly.
Lu Yu squinted his eyes and could only look at the man. He could only make out the general shape of his face. He was a good-looking young man.
This was Cheng Xi's first time entering such a large Eastern Palace. His master said that as long as he could hook up with the prince, he could enjoy wealth and glory. Although it sounded unlikely, he was willing to give it a try for the sake of money.
I heard from the maids here that as long as we wait here, we will definitely see the prince coming.
And here he is, waiting for it.
This man has such a nice voice, is dressed so luxuriously, and has a handsome appearance. He must be the rumored prince.
This is his only chance.
He encouraged himself, picked up his overly long robe, and stumbled towards the man.
Lu Yu watched the young man running towards him, and then fell into his arms.
He reached out and subconsciously hugged the boy's waist: "What's wrong with you?"
"Grandpa, Xi'er is so cold. Can I keep warm with you?" Cheng Xi thought about how his friends usually hooked up with the old man, and said it haltingly.
Hearing the boy's voice with a babyish tone, Lu Yu was stunned for a moment. He suddenly remembered the description in the storybook: was the boy's body soft?
He touched the other's buttocks for some unknown reason, and the boy could hear a low moan.
Lu Yu felt quite aroused when he heard this. His eyes darkened and he picked up the young man who had entered the East Palace from unknown origins and walked towards the courtyard provided for him by the East Palace.
We have to investigate, but before that, how about letting him have a taste of youth first?
Cheng Xi didn't expect that the prince would be seduced by him so easily. He hooked his arms around the man's neck and snuggled in his arms obediently. His originally nervous heart suddenly relaxed.
That’s great, he will soon have countless gold, silver and treasures.
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At noon, Chu Yanyan got tired of the scenery, so he ran to the dining room to get seven or eight carrots, stuffed them into his wide sleeves, and ran back to his room. After washing them, he sat by the stove, warming himself while chewing on the crispy and sweet carrots. He was having a very comfortable time.
After his hands warmed up, he opened the book box he brought from the mansion, picked up one or two books, and continued to chew the radish while reading the traditional Chinese characters on them.
By the time it was time for dinner, he no longer felt hungry.
So I washed my hands and went to bed.
Just when he was falling asleep, the quilt suddenly became cold. He frowned and wanted to pull the quilt back. After pulling for a while, a thick embrace hugged him, and at the same time his quilt was returned.
Before Chu Yanyan could mutter for long, the bed warmed up again. He finally stopped mumbling and continued to sleep peacefully.
The candlelight in the room flickered.
Feng Qingwu stared at the young man in her arms, looking at his peaceful sleeping face, his lips slightly raised, very tempting.
At least he was tempted, and he couldn't help but peck the young man's lips, slowly tracing the shape of his lips.
Then he became domineering again.
The lust in his body was aroused by the sleeping little rabbit, but the culprit was sleeping soundly and showed no intention of waking up.
Feng Qingwu grabbed the young man's slender but somewhat soft hand and instantly had an idea.
The night is still long.
Chu Yanyan slept soundly that night, but when she woke up, her hand felt a little sore, probably because Feng Qingwu had pressed it.
And someone looked calm, pretending nothing had happened.
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