Men are different after they start eating meat
The morning light streamed through the crimson gauze window and flowed into a warm golden river on the mandarin duck brocade quilt. Ruan Yunsheng's black hair fell on the jade pillow, her snow-white shoulders were half exposed, and her neck still bore the faint red mark of last night's lingering love.
Wen Ciyuan lay on his side behind her, his nose touching the back of her neck, his long eyelashes casting a thin shadow under his eyes, and his warm breath brushed against her skin, causing her to unconsciously shrink her shoulders in her sleep.
There was a rustling sound outside the door.
Mo Yu was holding his breath as he pressed against the crack of the carved door when Shen Yunzhou suddenly patted his shoulder from behind: "What are you doing, brother?"
"Shh!" Mo Yu covered his mouth with his hand in fear.
"Oh~"
Shen Yunzhou seemed to understand something and said with a teasing look, "I didn't expect you to have this habit, brother. I didn't realize it!"
Mo Yu's ears flushed red. "What nonsense are you talking about? I was thinking that it's already noon and you've never gotten up so late. Do you want to..."
Shen Yunzhou rolled his eyes and lowered his voice: "The young couple's love night is short, and you, a blockhead, are standing here ruining the mood?"
Before he finished speaking, Ruan Yunsheng's lazy humming was heard from inside the room.
Wen Ciyuan closed his eyes and hugged her tighter, his thin lips brushing her earlobe, his voice muffled as if soaked in honey: "Sleep a little longer..."
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms, his knuckles unconsciously caressing the delicate skin under her pajamas. Ruan Yunsheng pushed his chest, but was grabbed by the wrist and pressed against the pillow. Seeing her belt being loosened again, she woke up instantly and kicked him down.
"Bang!"
Prime Minister Wen sat on the carpet with his upper body naked, his black hair disheveled, his silk pajamas slipped to his elbows, revealing his muscular chest and a fresh bite mark on his collarbone.
The corners of his eyes were red, and when he looked up, his eyes were as bright as spring water, and his Adam's apple rolled with a wronged accusation: "Madam, you have such a cruel heart..."
Having seen how clingy and seductive this man was last night, Ruan Yunsheng quickly tied her belt. She couldn't afford to offend him, and she didn't want to be completely paralyzed in bed and unable to get up.
The morning light outlined his smooth shoulder lines, and the ambiguous red marks were particularly eye-catching on his honey-colored skin.
Ruan Yunsheng forced himself to remain calm, his eyes struggling to move away from the bite mark on his collarbone. He said earnestly, "You have to exercise some restraint. Doing this kind of thing too much is bad for your health."
Wen Ciyuan chuckled softly, stepping barefoot across the Persian carpet and approaching step by step. The belt of his nightgown hung loosely, and the lines of his abdominal muscles were as sculpted in the morning light: "How is your health, husband..."
He leaned over and trapped her between the door frame and his chest, his breath brushing against the tip of her ear, "Didn't Shengsheng have the test last night?"
Ruan Yunsheng's breathing stopped.
The corners of this man's eyes were still tinged with lazy red, his black hair hung down on his shoulders, and his lips looked particularly red and plump due to the rubbing of lips together last night.
The scene of the quilt fluttering in the wind flashed through her mind uncontrollably, and her throat felt slightly dry.
It's incredible! He used to be a well-behaved and harmless little lamb, but after starting to eat meat, he turned into a vixen who sucked people's semen and blood!
She pinched her palms hard. No, no, Ruan Yunsheng, you can't be so easily seduced by male beauty. So she pushed him away with a stern face: "I'm hungry! If you want to sleep, sleep a little longer!"
After saying that, she rushed out of the door like a frightened deer, not even bothering to fix her crooked hairpin.
Wen Ciyuan watched her fleeing back, stroking the tooth marks on his collarbone thoughtfully: "Could it be that my charm has diminished?"
In the corridor, Shen Yunzhou and Mo Yu saw Ruan Yunsheng rushing past like a whirlwind with agile steps. The two looked at each other and quietly moved to the door.
Shen Yunzhou lowered his voice while peeping through the crack of the door: "Do you think Wen Ciyuan is... not good enough?"
He had never seen a woman get up before a man after experiencing such a thing. He thought about it and wondered if the poison had caused too much damage to her body.
This won't do. If it doesn't work out, how can we keep the person? Shen Yunzhou was really worried about his brother.
“Squeak—”
Just as the two were whispering, the door suddenly opened and Wen Ciyuan appeared in a neatly dressed manner. He glanced at him coldly and asked, "Are you guys free?"
Shen Yunzhou and Mo Yu were struck by lightning. They jumped up and shook their heads in unison, their movements so precise as if they had practiced them a hundred times.
"I suddenly remembered that I haven't watered the herb garden yet!"
"I have to go on patrol!"
Before they finished speaking, they had already rushed three meters away. The wind from their robes picked up the fallen leaves under the corridor, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared around the corner of the west corridor.
Wen Ciyuan raised an eyebrow as he watched their fleeing figures. He slowly smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves and chuckled, "You run pretty fast."
At lunchtime, something strange happened on the rosewood table in the hall.
Stir-fried bull whip, wolfberry and deer antler soup, steamed oysters... the table is full of aphrodisiac and tonic meals, the steaming hot air mixed with the strange fishy aroma of the medicinal food.
Wen Ciyuan paused holding his chopsticks in mid-air, his cold eyes casting towards Mo Yu, who was standing with his head bowed, "Explain."
Mo Yu gritted his teeth and picked up a piece of shiny, thick bullwhip with chopsticks, and placed it in the bowl with trembling hands. His eyes were sincere and almost tragic: "Sir, we can't hide our illness and avoid seeing a doctor!"
“Puff—”
Ruan Yunsheng hurriedly covered his mouth with his sleeve, but his shoulders couldn't stop shaking, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Wen Ciyuan turned his head slowly, a dangerous arc rising at the corner of his lips: "Shengsheng thinks so too?"
Ruan Yunsheng blinked, then seriously scooped a spoonful of wolfberry and deer antler soup and pushed it in front of him: "Mo Yu is loyal, Ah He, don't let him down."
She tapped the tabletop with her fingertips. "Like cures like, that's the wisdom of our ancestors."
Wen Ciyuan stared at the indescribable object in the bowl and suddenly chuckled. He picked up the bullwhip with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. The tip of his teeth made a slight sound when he chewed it. It seems... I didn't work hard enough last night.
Under the table, his knees pressed against the hem of her skirt inconspicuously, and his warm palms covered the back of her hand and squeezed it gently.
Ruan Yunsheng's ears suddenly burned red, and he abruptly pulled his hand away and stood up: "I'm not hungry yet, you guys eat first!"
She turned to flee, but he grabbed the jade ring around her waist and pulled her back to her seat. Wen Ciyuan leaned over and whispered in her ear, his breath hot enough to make her shiver: "Since my wife thinks I'm not strong enough, why don't we test it again tonight?"
Suddenly, Shen Yunzhou's heart-wrenching cough was heard next to him. There were people at the dinner table, and he didn't even know how to restrain himself!
Ruan Yunsheng glared at Wen Ciyuan in embarrassment and anger, struggled to get off his lap in a hurry, and sat up straight with a flushed face.
Just at this moment, a green shadow flashed outside the door, and Mingchen walked in slowly with a bronze tower in his hand. His Taoist robe was slightly lifted by the morning breeze. He saluted everyone and tapped the tower three times with his fingertips.
"Buzz..."
Ripples appeared on the tower, and a figure appeared on the ground, with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.
"Thank you, Madam Ruan, for lending me the magical instrument to help me clean up my mess." Ming Chen presented the pagoda to Ruan Yunsheng, "This item should be returned to its original owner."
Ruan Yunsheng didn't take it, but said softly: "This thing is useless to me, so I will give it to the master. Maybe it will be useful in the future."
Ming Chen was about to decline when Wen Ciyuan suddenly put his arm around Ruan Yunsheng's waist, his fingertips carelessly curling her hair: "My wife said it's a gift, so please accept it, Master."
Ming Chen lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then finally put the pagoda back into his sleeve: "I thank you, Madam, on behalf of Qinglong Temple."
As for the one sleeping on the ground, Mo Yu stepped forward and untied Ranxue Dao, who woke up. With trembling eyelashes, he caught a glimpse of Mingchen and the people from the Wen Mansion. "I was wondering how Senior Brother could find this place. It turns out he had been colluding with them for a long time."
His voice was hoarse and sharp, and the corners of his eyes were red and wet uncontrollably.
Ruan Yunsheng stepped forward and asked, "What is your relationship with Prince Yong?"
Liang Ran turned his head away and refused to answer, but the veins on the side of his neck, which was hidden by his hair, were bulging.
Ming Chen suddenly squatted down and placed his warm palm on the back of his cold hand: "Junior brother, Prince Yong is not a good person. As long as you are willing to tell the truth..."
His voice was extremely gentle, "Senior Brother will take you back to Qinglong Temple. Everyone misses you very much."
Liang Ran suddenly looked up, a fragile hope flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by ridicule: "Miss me? They wish I were dead!"
"We were all angry at the time, so we spoke harshly."
He took out a faded peace knot from his bosom and said, "Look, this is the new protective knot that everyone makes for you every year. We hope you can be safe and happy when you are alone outside."
Liangran stared at the red peace locket, his Adam's apple rolling violently, and suddenly a tear fell on the back of Mingchen's hand, burning them both and making them tremble.
"Really... can I go back?" He choked like a lost child.
Mingchen took his trembling hand in his palm, his eyes brimming with the gentleness of the warm sun. "Of course, it's a great virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them. From now on, we will plant chrysanthemums and brew tea, no longer care about the troubles of the world, and chant sutras and pray for those who died in vain."
Liaoran curled up on the ground, and suddenly burst into tears like a child. Tears washed over the scars on his face, as if he wanted to pour out all the grievances and sins that had accumulated over the years.
After calming down a bit, he spoke in a hoarse voice:
"After my martial arts were crippled, I was left on the streets. It was Prince Yong who brought the Southern Kingdom Gu Master to find me."
His fingertips unconsciously dug into the cracks between the tiles. "They said they could use poisonous insects to reshape my meridians, but the price was becoming Prince Yong's hidden blade."
Ruan Yunsheng frowned: "So the real culprit behind the fall of the Ye Mansion is Prince Yong?"
"Yes." His Adam's apple rolled. "Prince Yong wanted to use the Ye family's shipping to smuggle weapons from the Southern Kingdom, but the Ye family sternly refused."
"Later, the Ye family fell into decline, leaving behind a son who gradually displayed the same demeanor as his father. Prince Yong was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he had the Southern Kingdom Gu Master create an accident."
Ruan Yunsheng shuddered. He didn't expect Prince Yong to be so cruel and completely cut off the roots of the Ye family.
Wen Ciyuan asked, "What exactly are Prince Yong and the Southern Kingdom planning?"
"If my guess is correct, he wants to use the Southern Kingdom to control the court and become king himself."
He suddenly coughed violently. "Prince Yong seems to hate the current emperor. He has given the emperor a chronic poison. Although he appears weak and coughs up blood, he will actually become increasingly weaker, just like dying of an ordinary illness."
Ruan Yunsheng sucked in a breath of cold air. No wonder she always felt that the emperor was weak and thought that the people in the Imperial Hospital were just idlers.
Wen Ciyuan squatted down and looked him in the eye: "What are Prince Yong's plans next?"
Liao Ran shook his head blankly: "He never told me the core plan."
Ruan Yunsheng saw that he couldn't get any more information out of him, so he sighed softly, "Master Mingchen, please take him back to recuperate first."
Ming Chen helped the frail Liang Ran up and bowed, "I will place him in the back mountain of Qinglong Temple and will never let him get involved in any disputes again."
The two figures gradually disappeared in the bamboo forest path, and the sound of chanting could be faintly heard in the wind.
Mo Yu stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, do you want to report this to His Majesty?"
Wen Ciyuan shook his head: "Your Majesty now regards Prince Yong as a loyal and virtuous prince. Exposing him rashly will only alert the enemy. Besides, there is no evidence."
He tapped his fingertips lightly on the stone table. "Go and research Prince Yong's life, especially the details surrounding his fall from his horse twenty years ago."
"Yes!" Mo Yu took the order and retreated.
Ruan Yunsheng walked up behind Wen Ciyuan and gently rubbed his furrowed brow with his fingertips: "Okay, the thorn in the South has been removed. Prince Yong will not dare to make any rash moves in the short term."
Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze. "We have plenty of time to slowly set up the net."
Wen Ciyuan took her into his arms, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head: "Madam is right."
He sniffed the faint apricot blossom scent in her hair and spoke slowly, "But the poison Prince Yong has given Your Majesty won't last long."
It was spring outside the eaves, and a pair of sparrows were nestling beside the bell, chirping softly.
Ruan Yunsheng suddenly had an idea, a cunning glint in his eyes: "Why not give the bronze bell to Your Majesty? Although the broken bell is not as powerful as the intact one, it can still suppress the poisonous insects."
Wen Ciyuan's eyes lit up with a smile, and he lowered his head and pecked her on the lips: "Madam always comes up with clever ideas."
"Tomorrow I will have the bell repaired so that Your Majesty can't see the flaw."
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