Lanxue Luoping Dark Red Banana

Want him?

What do you want from him?

Ji Mingxiu was a little confused, but the next second, he knew.

"What are you doing?"

He really didn't expect that Gu Zi'an's loyal appearance actually hid such a wolfish ambition!

"Gu Zi'an!"

Ji Mingxiu seldom called Gu Zian by his full name. He held down Gu Zian's hands as he was unbuckling his belt and lowered his voice, hardly able to believe that this was something Gu Zian could do.

"Are you crazy?! Aren't you afraid that I will call for help right now? Did the general break into the Qianqing Palace at night to kill the emperor and usurp the throne?"

"Will Your Majesty?"

The flickering candle flames were reflected on the curtains, cutting out a hazy yin and yang that was both strange and familiar.

Gu Zi'an continued to untie the dragon robe on Ji Mingxiu, using just the right amount of force to break free from the restraints without hurting Ji Mingxiu.

"If your majesty calls for it, who should be sent to the northern border in a few days?"

Gu Zi'an's voice was still so flat, as if he was just discussing where to go with him tomorrow.

"Are you threatening me?"

Ji Mingxiu finally understood that asking for a favor was just a pretext for Gu Zianbo's sympathy. He was not asking for anything. He had been determined to get it since he entered the Qianqing Palace.

Gu Zi'an didn't raise his head, as if he didn't care about anything except the belt in front of him. However, his eyelashes trembling like fallen leaves showed that he was not as calm as he looked. The heavy shadows obscured the deep sadness in his eyes.

Yes, he is that despicable.

This was a huge gamble. He used the excuse of going to war to satisfy his own presumptuous and despicable desires, and he left no room for loss.

When he sneaked into the Qianqing Palace, he only thought that this meeting might be the last time, and he didn't want to regret never expressing his despicable feelings when he fell on the battlefield in the future.

But he subconsciously avoided another outcome: What if His Majesty didn't want it...

He didn't want to think about it, nor did he dare to think about it.

But now he understood.

Gu Zi'an smiled faintly, with an indelible bitterness on the corners of his lips. The cold silk slipped from his fingers and piled up at his feet.

How could such a despicable and shameless person like him return empty-handed?

Indeed, he is unworthy of his Majesty.

But it doesn't matter, just this once...

From this time on, he will definitely leave far away with this despicable affection that he shouldn't have, and will never blaspheme his majesty again.

Ji Mingxiu turned his head away fiercely, and his hands hanging by his side clenched and unclenched.

Gu Zian was right, he couldn't shout.

Whether it was for the sake of the Great Xuan Dynasty, for Gu Zian, or...

He had no choice.

He was a little confused. When did Gu Zian develop such evil ambitions and why?

Power? Wealth? Gu Zi'an already has all these. How could a puppet emperor like him get the power and wealth?

Could it be that he was attracted by her beauty?

This is possible. Ji Mingxiu thinks he has a good appearance, but is too delicate and lacks heroism. But it is not worth it for Zi An to risk his life to sleep with him, right?

I never thought that my appearance is more handsome than I imagined, enough to make a great general risk his life to sleep with me.

Ji Mingxiu's mind was full of random thoughts, and he even felt self-deprecating, but he tried not to think about his current situation, as if that would make him feel less humiliated.

But the slightly trembling body would not lie, every inch of muscle was resisting this intrusive touch.

"Your Highness..." Gu Zi'an saw Ji Mingxiu's fear, but he was still unwilling to give up. He gently held Ji Mingxiu in his arms and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid."

Ji Mingxiu's eyes instantly turned red. He lost his mother when he was born and had been weak and sickly since childhood. Although his father and brother doted on him, they hoped that he could stand out on his own and live up to his status as the second prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Every time when he was being scolded by his teacher while studying, or when he was injured while practicing martial arts, it was only Brother Zi'an who would comfort him and tell him not to be afraid and that he would protect His Highness.

But the person who had always said he would protect him since he was a child was now forcing him.

"Cry, Your Highness." Gu Zian stroked Ji Mingxiu's back, which had lost a lot of weight and was even a little painful to touch, and said word by word: "You have done a good job, whether it is shocking the officials or balancing the benefits and disadvantages, it is all good. Your Highness Mingyu and the late emperor will be proud of you."

The darling and weak little prince finally grew up, even though the process was cruel and cold.

After crying for a while in Gu Zi'an's chest, Ji Mingxiu seemed to have vented all his grievances, fears and anxieties.

Although he often shed tears in front of Gu Zi'an when he was a child, he is now the king of a country and it is inevitable that he feels embarrassed to cry like this.

Gu Zi'an is still so cunning, and habit makes him soft-hearted.

Ji Mingxiu thought bitterly, and decided to just go all out and start stripping Gu Zian's clothes.

"Your Majesty?" Gu Zi'an froze, at a loss as to what to do.

"Didn't you come to the Qianqing Palace to sleep with me late at night, my dear? Why can't I take off your clothes?"

Ji Mingxiu glared at him and continued to fight with the belt. How did Gu Zian tie this belt? It was so difficult to untie!

"Heh." Gu Zi'an couldn't help but chuckle at Ji Mingxiu, who was pretending to be strong but had red eyes from crying.

He held down Ji Mingxiu's hands, which were becoming increasingly complicated, and quickly took off his clothes.

Now both of them were being sincere to each other. Ji Mingxiu was a little at a loss. No matter where he looked, it didn't seem right. He simply turned his head away with a red face and didn't look at Gu Zian.

Gu Zi'an looked at the shy Ji Mingxiu, and his smile deepened. He directly picked up Ji Mingxiu and placed him on the dragon couch.

The candlelight flickered, and the shadows fell on the snow-white skin, adding a touch of charm.

"His Majesty……"

Gu Zi'an carefully kissed Ji Mingxiu's forehead, the corners of his eyes, the tips of his ears, and finally landed on the lips he had been thinking about day and night.

Soft and sweet, just as he imagined.

After rubbing their lips and teeth for a while, he gently reached in to tease her, their hot breaths entangled and blended together, falling into the bottomless abyss.

"Blow out the lights..."

Ji Mingxiu was panting, every inch of his snow-white skin was stained red with passion. He held down Gu Zi'an's hand that was winding down, and regained a bit of rationality from his confusion.

Gu Zi settled down for a moment; he didn't want to blow out the light.

Just this once, he wanted to take a good look at his Majesty.

But it was this moment of hesitation that awakened the confused Ji Mingxiu.

"It's up to you..."

He smiled sadly and let go. After all this, what else could he ask for?

Gu Zi'an looked at Ji Mingxiu who was trembling slightly, and the pain began to spread from the top of his heart.

He kissed the corner of Ji Mingxiu's lips, and a gust of wind from his palm blew out the candlelight. The remaining flames slowly swayed and fell on the screen painted with red bananas, like a dream.

Ji Mingxiu panted, as if he was trapped in a deep quagmire. Every ups and downs made him suffocate. The overlapping and colliding pleasure almost drowned him.

Your Majesty, I am finally, completely yours.

In the orchid screen, the waves are surging and the current is endless.

People in this world always regret that there is not enough fun and entertainment, so they are willing to spend the night of spring in this life.