Chapter 121 The Sickly and Tyrannical Crown Prince 19
“As Your Highness wishes,” Lu Yuanju said, lowering his eyes and then noticing that the Crown Prince was only wearing a dragon robe.
Did I deliberately dress like this in front of him to seduce him? Is that why I like him?
"Isn't Your Highness's foot cold?" He reached out and wrapped his hand around the man's slightly cool foot, his rough fingertips slowly caressing the delicate skin on the instep.
It's already early summer, and although Xie Rong isn't feeling that cold anymore, her feet still get chilly at night.
Holding the man's hot hand, Xie Rong couldn't help but squint her eyes comfortably and let out a soft moan.
Lu Yuanju's eyes were red and green, and he lowered his head and kissed his ankle.
Xie Rong couldn't help but laugh when he saw his pathetic appearance, where he willingly offered himself up to his enemy's feet.
"Your Highness is so happy after I kissed you?" Lu Yuanju asked in a hoarse voice.
Xie Rong leaned against the table, one hand on his shoulder, the edge of his robe slipping off his shoulder as he laughed, his whole body shaking.
Even the main characters are nothing special!
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Lu Yuanju moved closer to him little by little, when suddenly Eunuch Gao walked in from outside the hall.
"Your Highness, news has come from the Hall of Mental Cultivation that His Majesty's illness seems to have improved."
Xie Rong suddenly kicked Lu Yuanju away, stood up, his brows furrowed with gloom, and said, "Didn't you say he ate it?!"
Lu Yuanju knelt on the ground, “The vine of immortality has the effect of enhancing pleasure, but it only makes the illness seem better. After a while, the body will be completely drained, and the essence will be exhausted, leading to death.”
Xie Rong recalled that the original plot seemed to be the same; he had been too hasty and had wronged Lu Yuanju.
But he is the crown prince, so what if he is wrongly accused?
Xie Rong looked annoyed and kicked Lu Yuanju in the chest again.
That was also Lu Yuanju's fault!
Lu Yuanju was kicked back slightly by his weak kick, then crawled forward on his knees, hugged Xie Rong's waist, and put his nose right against Xie Rong's flat stomach, taking a deep breath.
He had actually been having a very unhappy time during this period.
If it weren't for his second brother's blunt remark, he would have continued to deceive himself and remain unhappy.
At this moment, he stopped deceiving himself. He allowed Xie Rong to trample his dignity and soul under his feet. He knelt at Xie Rong's feet like a dog, smelling the scent on Xie Rong that no one else could smell, and his heart trembled with satisfaction.
"It has been a long time since I served Your Highness," Lu Yuanju said, his straight nose gently brushing against his lower abdomen, his tone carrying an urgent hint of longing. "Does Your Highness not miss me?"
Xie Rong certainly wanted to.
He always wants to see the protagonist act like a jerk in front of him.
"This is the first time I've seen such a despicable thing as you," Xie Rong said with a smile, grabbing his chin and looking down at him. "Of course I'll grant your wish."
Xie Rong never imagined that a man could be so shameless.
After being humiliated once, this guy still remembers the feeling of being humiliated by the enemy who destroyed his country.
Xie Rong became more and more excited, so he grabbed Lu Yuanju by the collar and dragged him onto the bed.
The bed curtains were drawn, but they couldn't conceal the insults laced with sobs.
...
Lu Yuanju had never felt so exhilarated.
So this is what it feels like to be Xie Rong's dog, even to the point of being on his bed.
Xie Rong was also pleased, especially when he saw Lu Yuanju panting on him like a dog, his eyes red and glazed, willingly enduring his insults and serving him without any shame.
Unfortunately, this world lacks the recording stones of the cultivation world, as well as cameras.
Otherwise, he would definitely take a picture of Lu Yuanju's despicable appearance and show it to the Heavenly Dao!
Xie Rong, her snow-white legs trembling, kicked Lu Yuanju off the bed.
Lu Yuanju had bright red marks on his neck from being strangled, and looked satisfied. He picked up the soaked bedding and sheets and went downstairs to wash them.
...
Not only did the emperor recover from his illness and return to court, but he also seemed to have become much younger overnight, taking several new concubines in just two months.
Even last night, the palace lanterns in the Hall of Mental Cultivation were lit all night long.
Once the emperor recovered, he released the eldest prince from the Ministry of Justice prison, bestowing gifts upon him and sending imperial physicians to examine him. It was clear to everyone that the emperor was showing his affection for the eldest prince.
Feeling sorry for the eldest prince is tantamount to slapping the crown prince in the face, isn't it?
Xie Rong was so angry that his health deteriorated again.
He lay on his couch all day long, never seen by anyone. Only his slave, Ah Chou, would be occasionally summoned in, where the Crown Prince would vent his frustrations.
Xue Feibai was worried, so he came to the East Palace today, only to find his cousin fooling around with that slave on the bed again.
No, that wasn't fooling around at all; it was being bullied by that lowly slave!
His cousin, with his thin shoulders, was completely obscured by the slave's enormous shadow cast against the light. He lay on the couch, his slender white wrists, only half the thickness of a man's, trembling.
That's absolutely... damn it!
Xue Feibai's eyes reddened, and he rushed forward with his sword, only to be slapped by Xie Rong.
"Your Highness, you beat me for a slave?" Xue Feibai was stunned and slowly turned around.
Xie Rong's eyes lost their charm slightly, and he looked very unhappy when he was disturbed just as he was getting into the mood.
"You've repeatedly barged into my bedchamber; can't I punish you?"
Xue Feibai turned to look at the silent slave beside him, his heart filled with hatred.
His cousin was so well-behaved and close to him when he was young.
She must have been provoked by this slave to stop getting close to him.
What's so great about this man?!
Xie Rong looked at his ferocious face, then softened his tone and said perfunctorily, "Alright, cousin, I was just joking with Ah Chou. In my heart, how can a lowly slave compare to a blood relative?"
Seeing Xue Feibai remain silent with the slap mark on his face, Xie Rong reached out and gently stroked his swollen cheek. "I hurt you, cousin."
Xue Feibai suddenly grabbed his wrist.
The most honored master of this Eastern Palace has been pampered since birth. Even his wrists, which he loves to crack the whip with, are white and smooth, and his skin is covered with fine sweat from the men.
Xue Feibai closed his eyes briefly and said, "Your Highness should take care of yourself. Doing such reckless things is not good for your health."
In his eyes, his cousin was still young, a little snowball, and could never be associated with those lewd affairs in the harem.
I had long heard that the northern frontier was a barbaric and uncivilized land, where marriage did not involve the traditional betrothal and wedding rites; if you took a liking to someone on the grassland, you could live together in the same tent.
How clean could these slaves from the northern frontier be? Could they be as self-disciplined as him?
It's all this slave's fault; he must tell his aunt.
"I am only thinking of Your Highness, and I have no selfish motives whatsoever," Xue Feibai continued.
Xie Rong agreed verbally, but didn't really take it seriously.
If taking care of his health were useful, he wouldn't have been bedridden for so many years without any improvement.
"I have another matter to discuss with you today," Xue Feibai said.
Xie Rong didn't seem to care much, and yawned, "What is it?"
"His Majesty's newly appointed Consort Zhao is pregnant." Xue Feibai said with a solemn expression. "His Majesty has specially silenced all the imperial physicians. If a spies hadn't seen the imperial physicians preparing medicine for Consort Zhao to stabilize her pregnancy, the whole palace probably wouldn't have known until after the child was born."
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