He Shan saw them leaving one after another, stretched his neck to look for a while, turned his head and said to Hong Xue: "Our little brother is really valued by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He wants to follow him even for a while."

Zhao Lin, who was standing by, heard this and echoed, "Except for Eunuch Zheng, the one that His Highness trusts the most is probably Eunuch Xue."

He Shan became very interested upon hearing this, and was about to ask how to show favoritism when Ying Hongxue pinched him again.

He turned around with a grin, and saw Ying Hongxue looking thoughtfully in the direction the two had left.

She felt something was wrong.

But I couldn't tell what was wrong.

Yin Chengyu did not walk too far. In front of him was a forest covered with snow, and behind him was a camp with a burning bonfire.

Looking through the trees, you can vaguely see a jumping bonfire and people sitting around it.

The wind blew through the forest, making the dead branches rustle. From behind, there were the sounds of footsteps stepping on the floating snow. Yin Chengyu narrowed his eyes, looked sideways at the person who came, and asked with a half-smile: "Eunuch Xue, what are you doing following me?"

Xue Shu stopped in front of him and looked at him carefully with his eyes lowered.

The cold white moonlight shone down from overhead, falling on the pure white snow, making it even colder.

Yin Chengyu was standing there in the snow, looking at him with an indecipherable expression, as cold as the cold moon and white snow.

It was as if the Crown Prince who could be met but could not be kept in the previous life had returned again.

He knew, or maybe he just guessed.

Xue Shu's heart tensed up, and the emotions in his eyes also sank, even the moonlight could not illuminate them. He took a step forward and bent over to kiss Yin Chengyu.

He reached around with one hand to hold Yin Chengyu's back, and with the other hand soothingly stroked the back of his neck. He forcefully pried open his teeth and passed the jade ring from his mouth to him.

The jade ring, tinged with warmth, slid across his tongue. Yin Chengyu hummed softly, grabbed his collar, and pushed the jade ring back unwillingly.

The jade ring rotated between their lips and teeth, and occasionally a little silver thread overflowed from the corner of the mouth.

The kiss lasted for a long time before ending with Xue Shu reluctantly taking a step back.

The bright red jade ring was still in his mouth.

Yin Chengyu took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the corners of his lips before scolding, "What's wrong with you again?"

Xue Shu did not answer. He pulled Yin Chengyu's left hand towards him, and his fingertips carefully stroked his delicate and beautiful finger bones inch by inch, his eyes gloomy and dark.

Yin Chengyu was about to withdraw his hand, but he saw Xue Shu lower his head and take his fingertips into his mouth.

A soft, warm and wet feeling came from his fingers. Yin Chengyu narrowed his eyes and watched his movements. He did not resist, but instead used his fingertips to tease his tongue.

Xue Shu made a vague and dull sound in his throat. He lowered his eyelashes and licked every inch of skin repeatedly, occasionally raising his eyes, with a startling lustful look in his eyes.

"Do you like my hand?"

Although he knew that he was particularly eager for his hand, seeing him like this at this time still greatly pleased Yin Chengyu. He liked to control his desires, and he also liked to see him obsessed and crazy about him.

Xue Shu raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the smile in his eyes.

He responded through his nose, holding the jade ring between his teeth and slowly putting it back on his finger.

The hand was originally very white, but after being held in the mouth for so long, the snow-white skin was smudged with red and had some teeth marks. The water stains had not yet dried, and the red on the snow-white fingers added a bit of lewdness.

Xue Shu's breathing became heavier.

Yin Chengyu smiled at him, his fingers moving down along the smooth lines of his skin, then stopped.

Xue Shu's breath choked and he grabbed his restless hands. His heavy breathing became more and more obvious, making it hard to ignore.

Yin Chengyu looked at him with a smile, his fingertips deftly plucking the strings of a musical instrument: "You haven't answered me yet."

"Like...I." Xue Shu's voice was hoarse, and the corners of his eyes were red. The hand pressing on his back unconsciously used force. The two of them were pressed tightly together, intimate and without leaving any space.

Yin Chengyu took the opportunity to rest her chin on his shoulder, deliberately tilting her face to the side, and the breath she exhaled was like a string of small hooks, falling into the earlobe and drilling straight into Xue Shu's heart. It almost made him lose his mind, and he just wanted to possess him regardless of everything.

But at this moment, Yin Chengyu whispered in his ear: "If you were asked to be a real eunuch, you wouldn't be as happy as this, right?"

He carefully observed Xue Shu's reaction and continued to provoke him, waiting for him to lose his composure: "If he is a real eunuch, I am afraid he would not even dare to take off his clothes..." His lips curled up high, his eyes illuminated by the moonlight, and his emotions were clearly visible: "Eunuch Xue, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Xue Shu's eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly lowered his head and bit his neck.

He was careful not to let anyone see the mark he left, so he did not bite directly on the exposed skin, but instead bit through a high collar.

Pain and bliss intertwined into a web, binding him in it, unable to move. He could only feel the pain and pleasure in his heart through the force of biting his teeth.

Feeling a dull pain in his neck, Yin Chengyu licked his lips and used some force on his hands.

As expected, she heard him groan, so she relaxed her grip and glanced at him sideways: "Why don't you say anything?"

Xue Shu avoided his eyes, hiding the deep emotions in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness is a noble man, how could he be hanging out with a concubine? I can't answer."

Yin Chengyu's expression turned cold, and he sneered, "You are right."

He pulled his hand out, wiped the stain on his palm on his chest, and said word by word with a cold face: "I really look down on the eunuchs!"

Having said that, she ignored him and turned away.

Xue Shu looked at his gradually receding back and suddenly felt flustered.

He walked forward quickly, hugged Yin Chengyu almost roughly, suppressed the anger that surged up, and said in a hoarse voice: "I am not a eunuch."

He hugged Yin Chengyu tightly, burying his somewhat evil face in his neck, repeating it over and over again.

"I am not a vassal."

He is no longer the most lowly eunuch, he is worthy of being Your Highness.

For so many years, he never regretted entering the palace to be close to Yin Chengyu. Otherwise, how could he hold the moon in his arms?

It's just that he is too pure, just like the snow on the top of a mountain that never melts, pure and clean, reflecting all his lowliness and meanness, leaving no place for him to hide.

Even though he had already become a black-hearted person, he still felt unbearable every time he met his clear eyes.

He is the god of the Ninth Heaven, the untouchable cold moon.

I should be sitting on a high place overlooking the world.

The ants pulled him into the mud. He wanted to save them, but his selfish desires led him to pull them tightly and cause them to sink into the mire.

It blasphemes God and blocks the moon.

He was no different from those people.

Madness and bigotry seemed to be ingrained in his bones.

His feelings towards Yin Chengyu were mixed with inferiority, bigotry, despair, and possession. These emotions wrapped around him like a quagmire, causing him to sink deeper and deeper as he struggled. So when he saw Yin Chengyu again in the imperial mausoleum, when Yin Chengyu invited him, he finally showed his grim claws and could not wait to drag him down.

He wanted to sink with Yin Chengyu, but he also longed for Yin Chengyu to rescue him like before.

The arms tied around his waist trembled slightly. Yin Chengyu noticed that he was on the verge of losing control and pursed his lips with some regret.

He shouldn't have provoked him like that.

Slowly exhaling a foul breath, Yin Chengyu did not continue to test him, but patted his arm: "I know you are not a slave, loosen up a little, it hurts me."

The pair of iron-claw-like arms did loosen a little.

Yin Chengyu took the opportunity to break free from his arms, deliberately ignoring his red eyes, patted his cheek, and said with a smile: "I saved your life, you should thank me."

Xue Shu looked at him with a gloomy look.

After a long while, he finally said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness should be thanked."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Yin Chengyu nodded slightly: "It's windy and cold outside, I'll go home first." He glanced at him again, and his eyes slid down meaningfully: "You stay here to sober up."

Having said that, he turned and left.

…

When Yin Chengyu returned, He Shan and Zhao Lin had stopped drinking and were sharing a roasted pheasant.

He Shan took a dagger and deftly sliced ​​the roast chicken on a plate and handed it to Hong Xue.

Seeing Yin Chengyu coming out, he passed the roast chicken on the rack to Yin Chengyu and said, "Your Highness, have a taste. This pheasant is good, roasted to perfection." As he said this, he didn't see Xue Shu coming out, so he poked his head behind him and said, "Why don't I see Xue Shu?"

Didn't these two go out together?

"I have drunk a lot of wine and have no appetite. You guys eat." Yin Chengyu refused the roast chicken and thought of Xue Shu who was left alone in the woods. He said without any worry, "He drank too much and is vomiting in the woods. He should be back after he finishes vomiting."

He Shan was a talkative person, and seeing that he seemed to want to ask something else, Yin Chengyu used the excuse of being sleepy and returned to his own tent.

"You vomited after drinking?" He Shan took back the roast chicken and whispered to Ying Hongxue while slicing the meat: "My alcohol tolerance is really poor. I'm not as good as you."

Ying Hongxue couldn't bear to listen any more, so she glared at him, stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth, and said coldly, "Even eating can't stop your mouth."

She thought of Yin Chengyu's unusually red lips and the wrinkled hem of his clothes, and she frowned.

…

After a night's rest, we continued hunting the next day.

Yin Chengyu sent people to search all around for large beasts and the whereabouts of the wolf king released by Emperor Longfeng.

After searching for half a day, there was still no trace.

Fortunately, we caught a lot of various prey along the way, so it wasn't a complete loss.

Just as Yin Chengyu was about to order everyone to rest and have lunch, he suddenly heard a tiger roar in the distant forest.

The tiger roared majestically, passing through layers of snowy forests, startling a flock of flying birds.

Everyone cheered up.

Yin Chengyu did not rest any longer and immediately ordered everyone to mount their horses: "Go find the source of the tiger roar!"

The tiger only roared once and then made no more sound. Fortunately, the hunter who was accompanying them was very experienced. After identifying the direction, he led everyone there.

After riding for more than ten miles, the hunter leading the way suddenly stopped his horse, leaned over and pulled aside a patch of weeds on the roadside, revealing the blurry animal footprints on the ground. After repeatedly measuring and comparing with his palm, he excitedly said: "It is a tiger, judging by the claw marks, it is at least nine feet long and weighs at least three hundred kilograms!"

If we can catch this tiger, we will be sure to win the championship this year.

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