Chapter 48: World 2 ends. Is he well served by his ministers?
Song Mingjiao was silent. To be honest, he had never encountered such a situation before.
He couldn't see clearly, probably because his eyes were covered with black satin. He could feel a layer of soft cloth covering his eyelids.
As for the clanking sound of chains, Song Mingjiao moved a little and found that his hands were not bound. Instead, he felt a slight chill on his ankles. The chains must be buckled there.
Song Mingjiao felt that he was still in bed, but when he lay there, he felt a cold feeling under his back. He should not be in his bedroom. It was probably someone who moved him out of the bedroom while he was sleeping.
Song Mingjiao had a blank expression on his face.
Oh, who else could be so audacious? Besides those two disobedient family dogs, who else would dare to do this to him?
Song Mingjiao didn't panic. From the moment he woke up, his expression had been calm. At this moment, he just said in a cold voice, "Come out, is it He Wen or Gu Linyuan?"
Song Mingjiao heard footsteps coming from beside him.
Sure enough, although Song Mingjiao was blindfolded and could not see, there was always someone watching him, like the darkest eyes at the bottom of the abyss, the moist and sticky gaze surveyed every inch of his skin.
"Bright and clear."
"His Majesty."
Two men's voices rang out at the same time.
Song Mingjiao was so angry that he laughed. Well, it turned out that it wasn't one of them, but both of them together.
"Okay, okay, okay."
"My dear ministers, you are truly my good subjects."
Song Mingjiao said "OK" three times in a row, and it was obvious that his expression was extremely unhappy.
As if sensing Song Mingjiao's displeasure and knowing that this behavior was indeed outrageous, someone hurriedly climbed onto the bed and tried to hug Song Mingjiao.
"Your Majesty, I, I, am guilty."
That was the extremely hot chest unique to martial artists, but Song Mingjiao just frowned and tried to break free.
But Gu Linyuan gritted his teeth and finally hugged Song Mingjiao again. After all, he had already done such a ridiculous thing and offended His Majesty. If he let go now, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
Unable to break free, Song Mingjiao was too lazy to move.
Although he was blindfolded and imprisoned on the bed, he was now more like the host, waiting for others to serve him.
"I'm very curious, how did you get me here without being able to get around Eunuch Zhao and the guards?"
Song Mingjiao was blindfolded and could not see, but at this moment he was hugged by Gu Linyuan in his arms. He was only wearing a moon-white single garment and leaning on the muscular general.
"Mingjiao, I was the one who brought you out. I only used the soul-soothing incense, which won't harm your body. Mingjiao, if you weren't so tired recently, you wouldn't be sleeping so deeply."
"After you fell asleep, I held you in my arms. When I walked out, Eunuch Zhao just thought Your Majesty was too tired and said a few words of concern, but didn't investigate further."
Another person climbed up from the end of the bed. Song Mingjiao heard a crisp jingling sound. Someone pulled the chain on his calf, and then moved up along the chain. The hands touched his snow-white ankles.
He Wen touched it and explained to Song Mingjiao.
Song Mingjiao was a little annoyed.
Well, it seems that he and He Wen played too recklessly some time ago, which not only encouraged He Wen's arrogance, but also made the people around him accustomed to it and lost their vigilance, allowing such a traitor to kidnap the emperor from the bedroom in a brazen manner!
"Should I praise you for being smart?"
Song Mingjiao's voice was cold.
He likes his partner to play some fun things with him from time to time because it can enhance his experience, and Song Mingjiao does not resist.
But he really hated being actually bound and imprisoned by others. The last time someone did this, he almost killed one and sent him to prison, and sooner or later he would destroy the host of the other one.
He Wen paused for a moment. Song Mingjiao couldn't see He Wen's expression and was too lazy to guess why this man did this.
But soon, someone grabbed Song Mingjiao's ankle tightly. He raised his leg to kick the daring prime minister, but he missed him and heard a clear sound like a silver bell.
It turned out that not only was there a chain tied around his ankle, but there was also a small bell hanging on it. Because of Song Mingjiao's large movements, an extremely ambiguous and romantic sound was made, which was incompatible with the tense atmosphere on the bed at the moment.
"You! How dare you tie such a lewd thing to my body!"
It's been raised in the wrong way, completely in the wrong way!
Not only did his adopted brother become a pervert, but the rest of the fish in the pond also went crazy.
"No, Your Majesty, this is a specially crafted sterling silver bell. I learned how to make it from someone, and it was made by me. There is absolutely no problem with it."
The general, who had already put his arms around Song Mingjiao's neck, was still trying to explain to Song Mingjiao seriously.
"I don't want to praise you, I just don't want Your Majesty to leave."
He Wen's low voice came from the front, carrying a suppressed emotion that Song Mingjiao could not understand.
Song Mingjiao shook his calves, and the crisp sound drifted in the small space. His voice was mocking: "Is this your way of asking for help?"
He Wen was silent for a moment, then his hands followed the bell and the gold chain all the way up to the middle of Song Mingjiao. This part of Song Mingjiao was very delicate and preferred gentle treatment.
"I will ask your majesty."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Mingjiao felt a moist sensation on the surface of his body, which was caused by his mouth.
In the past, ointments were always used. This was the first time that Song Mingjiao felt the sensation of being opened by someone's mouth. It was a very different stimulation, and even her scalp felt a little numb.
The sound of gold chains and bells colliding could be heard from behind the curtains, tinkling and clear, mixed with the faint sound of water.
Song Mingjiao's waist softened weakly, and He Wen no longer needed to restrain her with his hands. Song Mingjiao had no way to kick He Wen away, and she fell into a state of powerlessness.
He wanted to make some sound, but he had no chance at all. The general who had been waiting for the opportunity behind him soon held his face and covered his mouth, swallowing all his words.
It was not until Song Mingjiao felt that she was wet and soft, and could completely accommodate He Wen's "request", that He Wen raised his head, even making a slight sound of water.
Song Mingjiao's moon-white dress had been undone long ago, and at this moment he heard the sound of someone undressing next to him.
Even without the black silk covering his eyes, Song Mingjiao didn't need to look to know that He Wen, who had just served him, must have been very eager to find another place to contact him.
Because Gu Linyuan, who was just hugging and kissing him, had not yet finished, his chest temperature had already risen by several degrees, making Song Mingjiao, who was already cold, feel a little warm.
Song Mingjiao admitted that He Wen made him very happy, but the source of this happiness was the forced kidnapping that made him unhappy, so he was not going to let He Wen feel happy too.
"Today's matter, um...was it your idea?"
Song Mingjiao's voice was a little breathless as he asked He Wen intermittently, saying that compared with the two people who caused this incident, He Wen was obviously the more dishonest one and the one with greater ambition.
"Yes, minister."
He Wen admitted it straightforwardly.
"It's really hard for you. You usually look down on each other so much, but now you use it to deal with me, and you write about the means of cooperation."
Song Mingjiao also didn't expect that He Wen, a man who wanted to have everything to himself, would actually cooperate with Gu Linyuan in order to complete this kidnapping and so-called keep him.
The man usually has such a strong possessiveness that he always wants to mark the back of Song Mingjiao's neck with He Wen's mark. But today he is willing to personally lead other people to his bed.
Is he sure that the emperor will still favor him a little more until this moment?
But Song Mingjiao was not what He Wen wanted. To deal with such a person, you have to poke at the point that he cares about most, otherwise he will only admit his mistakes verbally and deal with him.
"Okay, I don't want you, I want him to come."
Song Mingjiao gave the order calmly, and the men beside him couldn't help but look at him, but one was surprised as if he had found a pie in the sky, and the other was shocked in disbelief.
But He Wen had no time to hesitate. With the approval of Song Mingjiao, the general immediately came over to squeeze out the position of prime minister. He finally saw the scenery that the emperor had made him think about day and night.
Song Mingjiao also felt as if he was scalded. It was different from the previous feeling and more unfamiliar.
The general is as his name suggests, a true "warrior".
"Hmm..."
Song Mingjiao originally wanted to ask the general to be gentler and to guide the awkward Gu Linyuan, but after a few words, his body tensed up and his eyes widened.
These people are simply self-taught!
Gu Linyuan had already tried to be as gentle as possible, but being able to be intimate with the emperor he had been thinking about was something that the general, who had only been on the battlefield, had never thought of. His mind told him to be gentle, but his body just rushed around recklessly.
Song Mingjiao's body completely softened, like spring water, and was embraced by He Wen, who had quietly changed his position long ago.
He Wen forced himself not to listen or look at the scene in front of him, but the trembling of the emperor in his arms showed that his sweetheart could also give the exception to others, and this someone else was pushed to the emperor by him personally.
He Wen had clearly made up his mind before that as long as Song Mingjiao was willing to stay, he would be willing to do anything for her, but when the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, He Wen still inevitably felt heartbroken.
......
After a long time, Song Mingjiao's body suddenly spasmed twice, and then she lay weakly in He Wen's arms.
The general was full of energy, which made Song Mingjiao unable to resist and felt very full.
Jealousy gripped He Wen's heart. He couldn't help but ask in Song Mingjiao's ear with a malicious tone, "Your Majesty, is this what you want? Your Majesty, isn't he feeling uncomfortable right now? Is he being served well by your ministers?"
Song Mingjiao reluctantly turned his head. His voice was very soft, and he even laughed. He said to He Wen, "Lord Prime Minister He, you are the best at talking. I like you the most. So please, my dear, clean it up for me."
No man can stand such humiliation.
But He Wen was silent for a moment, then said, "Then Your Majesty, can you not leave?"
"Do you think the golden chain can trap me? How long do you think it will take for the Royal Guards to show up?"
Song Mingjiao was so weak that he was too lazy to move his fingers and just responded casually.
Soon, he heard the heavy breathing of the man next to him, and then a moment later, the man who had been holding him, hugged his legs again.
This time He Wen was not as gentle as before, and even used his teeth. Song Mingjiao was already sensitive after being fucked once, and when He Wen bit and nibbled her with suppressed anger, she couldn't help but bite her lips again.
"The Prime Minister is truly adaptable."
Song Mingjiao didn't understand what He Wen was obsessed with. Was it so important not to let him leave?
He Wen was disgusted by the smell of other people on the emperor, but what made him even angrier at the moment was the completely unaware emperor. He didn't show off his talking skills for long before he ignored everything and forced his way into the emperor's warmth.
"You, how outrageous!"
Song Mingjiao felt that he was already very satisfied, but He Wen actually wanted to increase his burden.
The bell rang violently again.
He Wen restrained Song Mingjiao's legs and raised his head to kiss Song Mingjiao's lips. Song Mingjiao turned her head away and refused to be kissed. This man had just licked that place, and even if it was Song Mingjiao's own body, Song Mingjiao was unwilling.
"Your Majesty, Mingjiao, please stay. If you find political affairs bothering you, I promise that these things will not bother you in the future."
He Wen's voice was full of pleading, but he was clearly the one who locked the emperor with chains, but his heart was locked by the emperor in reverse, and he could not escape at all.
"Don't... Ugh—don't interfere with my whereabouts!"
Song Mingjiao's body was already weak, and the additional pressure made him speak only word by word.
He Wen gritted his teeth and blurted out the words he had been thinking about for a long time:
"At least don't pass the throne to Song Chengnian. He is not worthy of the legacy left by Your Majesty. It would be better for Your Majesty to have a son, a young prince who is related to Your Majesty by blood."
Song Mingjiao was shaken continuously and his vision became black.
Men can't have children!
But He Wen was like a demon, maybe he had really studied how men could have children. He whispered to Song Mingjiao with strange joy:
"I heard that if the digging is deep enough, men can also have children. I guess I am not qualified enough and have not been able to help Your Majesty leave offspring."
A mess of madness.
But after He Wen finished his madness, he raised his hand to remove the black silk covering Song Mingjiao's eyes. Seeing only those clear eyes, the heat in his body suddenly cooled down.
He Wen smiled bitterly, knowing that it was all in vain. He just covered Song Mingjiao's eyes and finally connected intimately.
*
After that absurd day, He Wen and Gu Linyuan sent the emperor back in an orderly manner.
Because any attempt to retain him would be futile. Neither the system's task requirements nor Song Mingjiao himself had ever intended to stay in this small world for long.
The alarm sounded by the system in Song Mingjiao's brain became louder and louder, and the blood line that appeared in his mind became deeper and deeper, indicating that the male protagonist at the center of the original world had been tortured beyond recognition and was about to die.
It also means that the countdown for Song Mingjiao to leave this small world is getting closer.
[Character collapse degree 90%, 95%, 98%......]
Song Mingjiao's identity in this small world is the emperor after all. Many eyes are staring at him, and he cannot leave as he pleases like in the previous world.
So, when the system reported 99%, Song Mingjiao called Eunuch Zhao and instructed:
"If one morning you open the door and don't see me, don't make a fuss. Follow this list and invite the people on it to the front hall, then lift the curtain."
What Song Mingjiao handed over was not an imperial edict, but when Eunuch Zhao took the silk paper, his hands were shaking. He raised his eunuch hat for the first time and looked at the emperor in shock and disrespect.
"His Majesty?"
The emperor's face was slightly pale, but his expression was calm. He didn't seem to have a sudden illness. Instead, he seemed to be at ease and in control.
"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."
"Oh, by the way, no one is allowed to open the bedroom door before dawn. Do you understand?"
The emperor's calmness and composure also reassured Eunuch Zhao, who thought Song Mingjiao had something special to do. He responded immediately and quietly closed the door before leaving.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
When Eunuch Zhao retreated, Song Mingjiao could feel that an invisible restraint suddenly broke away from his body, and a system report came to his ears.
[The target of the mission has died - the character's collapse has reached 100%, and the backup separation program is being activated. Countdown - five hours.]
Song Mingjiao chuckled softly and lay down on the bed with his clothes on: "There's still plenty of time. It seems I can still get some sleep."
【Don't you want to say goodbye to your mistresses?】
The system's tone was sarcastic. It really didn't like Song Mingjiao's behavior of abandoning the mission object and having relationships with other men, but it couldn't stop it.
In the previous world, Song Mingjiao at least gave He Wen a farewell kiss before leaving. The system felt that the host was sometimes a person who paid great attention to rituals.
But when Song Mingjiao thought of the chains and bells on his ankles, and the fact that his cavity was still somewhat sensitive after being filled, and the vulgar words that He Wen and Gu Linyuan were saying, and the ridiculous words like asking him to have a baby, he became restless.
Song Mingjiao's originally calm face darkened, and he snorted in anger:
"What do you care about them? I think your system's program is full of loopholes. Maybe in the next world, you will meet some of those ghosts who are still lingering."
[The system program is perfect and cannot be slandered! ]
"hehe."
Song Mingjiao didn't say anything else. He really just regarded this as a long journey through time and space. In the last moments of the ancient world, he even dozed off sleepily.
Between half asleep and half awake, Song Mingjiao felt his body floating up. It must be the system transmitting his data and separating him from this small world.
Song Mingjiao was already prepared for another round of excruciating pain. After all, in the last world, he had only sent the hero to prison, and he was punished by the system. This time, he had killed the hero. Wouldn't the system take advantage of the moment when he was out of the program and retaliate fiercely?
However, apart from the slight pain for a moment at the beginning, Song Mingjiao felt as if his whole body was wrapped in a ball of warm light, which also restored his fatigue and damage over the past few days.
Out of confusion, Song Mingjiao opened his eyes.
He had not yet completely left this small world, but had already floated into the air, and the original bedroom was now empty.
Although it was far away from the ground, Song Mingjiao could inexplicably hear and see the movements outside the bedroom door.
"Alas, Prime Minister, General, His Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to enter. There is only one hour left until dawn. How about you two wait a little longer?"
It was Eunuch Zhao who was trying to stop He Wen and Gu Linyuan, and he looked quite embarrassed.
Gu Linyuan looked anxious and wanted to break into the house right then and there to confirm the safety of the emperor.
But He Wen looked calm and did not go crazy and snatch people away as Song Mingjiao had expected.
Just as Eunuch Zhao was trying to persuade him politely, He Wen suddenly felt a divine presence from outer space. He looked up sharply and accurately in the direction of Song Mingjiao in the sky.
Logically speaking, it was impossible for He Wen to see Song Mingjiao due to the countless buildings and clouds between them. What's more, Song Mingjiao was just a ball of data at the moment and didn't even have a physical entity.
But Song Mingjiao's heart was shaken for the first time in a long time. He didn't know what that feeling was, but it seemed that He Wen was really looking at him.
He Wen, who was thousands of miles away on the ground, even raised the corners of his mouth slightly. The pair of eyes looking up were deep and dark, without any light, but faintly flowing with data fluctuations similar to Song Mingjiao's.
Song Mingjiao frowned, but before he could think of anything else, the next second, the system transmission was completed, and Song Mingjiao's body completely left the ancient mission world, and a perfunctory broadcast sounded in his ears.
[World 2 has been separated, congratulations host. ]
*
On the other side, Gu Linyuan paced anxiously at the door of the emperor's bedroom. After finally waiting until dawn, he immediately said to Eunuch Zhao:
"Can you open the door now?"
Then he didn't want to wait any longer and kicked the door open.
But the emperor, with whom he had just had a romantic moment, was not in the bedroom. There was only an empty room and fluttering curtains.
"His Majesty?"
Gu Linyuan's mind went blank, and he instinctively pulled open the curtain. The emperor was not sleeping peacefully inside, but only an imperial edict and several letters.
Your Majesty has left?
Song Mingjiao really left!
Gu Linyuan gritted his teeth, turned around abruptly, and pointed his gaze like the sharpest sword at He Wen, the last person to come in.
"Did you already know something?"
At the moment when he looked into Song Mingjiao's eyes, many memories that did not belong to him suddenly emerged in He Wen's mind, but he inexplicably felt that that was the "him" of the past.
The "him" of the past also once experienced a scene where his lover disappeared before his eyes.
Finally, He Wen found the place where he could surpass Gu Linyuan forever. He would "travel" with Song Mingjiao, while other beautiful women along the way could only watch Song Mingjiao from where they were and would never be able to catch up with Song Mingjiao.
He Wen smiled, patted his wide sleeves, and said:
"General Gu, have you forgotten the true meaning of the word 'Son of Heaven'? Your Majesty is truly a man of great fortune, a son of Heaven. Naturally, he should return to his rightful place."
"And I will always follow in your Majesty's footsteps."
*
The mission of the small world is a journey of no return. After leaving the world, neither Song Mingjiao nor the system can know the trajectory of the small world.
Song Mingjiao simply returned to the familiar void again.
He did not feel any pain this time when he was separated, but the system seemed unaware of it and was feeling smug, intending to see Song Mingjiao make a fool of himself.
Song Mingjiao secretly suppressed the doubts in his heart and acted out a pitiful look of bending over, biting his lips, and enduring the pain, successfully deceiving the system with a low IQ.
After the performance was over, Song Mingjiao asked:
"When will we go to the next world?"
[Hehe, host, please rest assured. This time, I have carefully selected a difficult mode for you, and will throw you into the nightmare shared by all of humanity!]
Song Mingjiao could even hear the villain's arrogance and gloating from the cold mechanical sound of the system.
Song Mingjiao tilted his head.
Huh? A nightmare for all mankind? How hard can it be? Let him see.
[Preparing to release the host, system transmission in progress. ]
[Ready! Welcome to World Three—High School Campus World. Host, please survive diligently and complete the mission!]
Song Mingjiao:?
Campus? A nightmare high-difficulty mode for all mankind?
——Are you serious?
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