Before Shen Que could finish thinking about how to answer, His Royal Highness Prince Yan suddenly came in without even saying hello. Glancing at Shen Xiangzhi, he paused and said with a half-smile: "Didn't you say you were going to count the number of soldiers? Why did you come here?"
Shen Xiangzhi turned around naturally, as if he had not asked anything just now, and nodded slightly to Xie Shiguan: "I heard that Guard Shen had a leg injury, and I happened to pass by, so I brought a bottle of medicine."
He called out in such a distant tone, as if he really just came to deliver the medicine and was just fulfilling his duty without any selfish motives.
There was really nothing wrong with Shen Xiangzhi's words, so Xie Shiguan just raised his hand and let him leave.
"What did you talk about with your master just now?" In order to prevent the remnants of the Miao Party from hiding on the road, Xie Shiguan also changed into a set of light armor. When he came close to him, his body was cold. The breastplate on his chest pressed against him, hard and cold. "Did you say anything bad about me?"
The mute hurriedly shook his head, avoiding him awkwardly. It was not easy to hug him in this position, so His Highness simply held him and made him sit on his lap, then rubbed his nose against the back of his neck and sniffed the fragrance on his neck.
Shen Que had always been very ticklish, so he quietly moved forward, but was immediately pulled back by him.
"What time did you take the medicine?" His Highness looked at his leg.
However, Shen was facing away from him and could not answer, so he just wrote on the palm of His Highness's hand: When we go down the mountain.
It was still early morning when they just came down the mountain, but now it was already dawn. Xie Shiguan didn't even think about it and reached out to take the medicine bottle on the table.
The medicine that Shen Xiangzhi carried with him was definitely more effective than the one prepared by the young widow herself, but it was quite painful when applied.
The wound of the mute was high up, and the hem of the winter underwear he wore was slightly gathered, so it was difficult to roll it up. His Highness knew that he couldn't roll it up to that position, but he still deliberately moved his hands, and then said regretfully: "Why are you wearing it so tight? How can I change the medicine for you?"
"How did you change it yourself just now?" Xie Shiguan smiled softly at his neck, "Teach me."
But Shen didn't know how to teach him, so he wrote on his palm with some embarrassment: I myself...
He had only written half of the word "来" when Xie Shiguan reached out and grabbed his finger, preventing him from continuing to write: "Why are you so annoying? I am condescending to serve you, you should be secretly happy, why do you always have to refute me? You are so bold."
He said this with a hint of ferocity in his tone, but it didn't seem like he really meant to blame him.
She put her hand into the hem of his clothes and pulled it gently, and the soft and smooth silk material fell down.
The tailor shop did not sell undergarments, and His Highness felt that the linen undergarment he had made himself was too tight, so he arrogantly confiscated the mute's two sets of undergarments, and then forced him to wear the undergarments he had brought with him, regardless of whether they fit him or not.
There was no other way for Chen. If he refused to wear it, then the outer garment would be empty, which would be inappropriate.
After this undress, there was no clothing blocking the way underneath, and underneath the robe His Highness was wearing was leather with hard armor plates attached, which rubbed against the mute's body and hurt him, but he was too embarrassed to say anything.
But Xie Shiguan seemed not to notice at all. He bent down very gently and lifted up his injured leg. The others pressed down, and Shen was squeezed in the middle as well. It was torture whether he moved or not.
After he had finally changed the medicine, the dumb man seemed to have a little sweat on his nose. His Highness leaned forward and touched his nose intimately, then smiled and asked knowingly: "It was obviously me who changed the medicine for you, why did I tire you out?"
Chen Que's heart was beating so fast and he didn't know how to answer him, so he just bent down to pick up the dirty leggings that had fallen on the carpet. However, Xie Shiguan held his hand and stopped him from putting them on.
"This morning, I carried you all the way up the mountain," Xie Shiguan said, aggrieved. "The mountain road was so difficult to walk on, I was almost exhausted, but you didn't even say a word of thanks..."
"When you did a good job in the palace in the past, the king would reward you, right?"
The mute stood there in a daze, not knowing whether he had heard what he said or not. But His Highness always felt that he was doing it on purpose, deliberately not responding, deliberately rejecting him, so he bit him, making him frown.
"Don't play dumb for me," Xie Shiguan pushed him up, obviously not going to let him go easily, "You know what I want."
Sensing the mute's resistance, Xie Shiguan leaned close to his ear and whispered coaxingly, "I know your leg is still injured, I'm just touching it for a bit, I won't go inside."
…
The little boy who had just fallen asleep was passed out of the curtain by His Highness, but Chen didn't see clearly who was holding him.
Fearing that his knees might be hurt, His Highness was kind enough to lay a thick velvet blanket on the side of the wall. He easily pushed aside the mute's knees and pressed the man against the wall.
The mute was pushed roughly inside by him, and it was getting more and more crowded, so he could only raise his forearms to lean against the wall of the compartment. Xie Shiguan rubbed against his back, and his sticky and heavy breath bullied him.
The carriage was still galloping, shaking, but Shen suddenly felt a little scared. He was afraid that His Highness would not keep his promise, and he was also afraid that the soldiers outside would hear it. Since morning, this carriage had been guarded by Shen Xiangzhi. The wall of this carriage was so thin, and Xie Shiguan never wanted to close it...
What if, what if the master noticed something, how would he have the face to see him in the future?
But Xie Shiguan didn't care about that. The more the mute struggled, the more he pushed him in. In this posture, Shen had almost no power to resist. The more he pushed outwards, the deeper he went.
It was painful at first, then it turned into numbness. The mute felt an unconcealable happiness in this wave of stimulation, but shame and embarrassment still occupied his mind, making him afraid and feeling that he was hopeless.
The master and the soldiers were waiting outside the compartment, so close to him, perhaps just separated by a thin wall. How could he feel happy standing in front of him?
Seeing that his forehead was against the wall of the carriage and was about to hit it from time to time as the carriage swayed, Xie Shiguan supported his forehead with his palm with heartache, and then bit his shoulder without any heartache at all.
His knees could no longer support him and he slid slightly, but this just suited Xie Shiguan's wishes even better, as the plunge was too deep, and the mute's breathing became stagnant. Tears welled up in his eyes, slid down to the tip of his chin, and fell like rain.
Xie Shiguan kissed the mute's eyelashes carefully at his temple, but tasted a salty taste in his mouth.
"I'm very gentle," Xie Shiguan said gently, "Why are you crying? You feel so wronged."
In the past, he only cared about his own comfort and didn't care whether the mute was in pain or not. But when he saw that he couldn't help crying, he slowed down his movements and moved in very slowly until he saw that he was trembling with his movements, and then he became ruthless again.
He had endured it for too long, maybe four or five days, or five or six days? He couldn't remember, but the mute was always in front of him, making him want to eat it all the time, but he couldn't bear it anymore, so now he couldn't endure it at all.
"Aque," he called him, his ears filled with the deep breathing, "Aque... call me once, call me once."
His Highness always likes to force people to speak, knowing full well that he can't even hum a single sound, yet still insists on forcing him to speak.
"What should you call me?" Xie Shiguan made him so embarrassed that he was soaked all over, but he still refused to let him go. "What should you call me? Just tell me."
"If you can't say it, I'll shout it for you," His Highness shamelessly leaned close to his ear, deliberately saying it in such a sticky and sticky way, "Master, or husband?"
"How about Langjun? Do you like him?"
Seeing him close his eyes in shame and about to cry, Xie Shiguan felt happy in his heart, so he continued to cling to him and said, "Chen Lang, my dear husband..."
As he spoke, he deliberately rolled on that life-threatening place. The mute's body immediately turned red and he kept shaking, trying so hard to struggle free, as if he wanted to say something to Xie Shiguan.
He wanted to relieve himself so badly that he could no longer hold it in, but he couldn't make a sound and he was pressed against the wall of the room, so he couldn't even gesture.
Therefore, I could only struggle and tilt my head back, trying to attract some of his attention.
But Xie Shiguan either didn't notice or was deliberately ignoring him, his actions didn't slow down at all, instead they got even worse.
Shen was in a daze for a long while, and everything in front of his eyes was white for a while. He stretched his neck so hard that he didn't know whether it was pleasure or pain. He just felt a heat in the lower part of his head, and then he couldn't stop it anymore.
…
Xie Shiguan had never expected that he would treat the person like this. If his former bed partners had dared to behave like this in front of him, His Highness would have frowned and thrown them out.
But Shen did this, and he didn't find it dirty at all. Instead, he wanted him even more, and then bit his earlobe again: "Why are you the same as that brat? Do you have any shame?"
"Are you really that happy? Even after all this, you still won't admit it? You still won't admit it..."
After finally coming to his senses, Shen couldn't even cry anymore. He looked at the mess below in shock. He had tried his best, but he still couldn't control it. Every time the carriage shook, more of it would spill out.
However, Shen was unable to answer Xie Shiguan's words. He just felt so dirty and was afraid to see the disdainful look of His Highness. The embarrassment and self-shame were about to swallow him up completely, and the little bit of self-esteem that was left was shattered beyond repair.
He wished he were dead right now.
But Xie Shiguan didn't seem to dislike him. Instead, he picked him up from the blanket, held him against his chest, and kissed his tear-soaked cheeks closely.
"Don't be afraid," His Highness put his hand on his forehead, sensing the mute's fear, so he stopped and used his free hand to stroke his back, mumbling, "It's okay, I don't dislike you, I don't dislike you..."
This mute is so stubborn that even if he is happy, he will never honestly say that he likes it. Although he refuses to be honest, he can't hide his reaction.
Xie Shiguan liked him very much when he was like this.
Shen didn't know whether he took His Highness' words to heart or not, his eyes were on his shoulder, and he couldn't stop sobbing.
Xie Shiguan didn't know why he was so sad. He stroked his loose hair and made up a lie to comfort him: "Why are you crying? Others are like this too. If you do it right, they will all be like this too."
The mute didn't know whether he believed it or not, but his sobbing became lighter and his shoulders stopped shaking.
His Highness saw that this trick worked, so he took advantage of the fact that the mute had only followed him and didn't understand anything, and continued to deceive him: "If you don't believe me, when we get back, I will take you to visit them, and you can ask them yourself to see if I have lied to you."
However, Shen didn't have the nerve to ask others about this matter. Xie Shiguan was sure that he couldn't do it, so he dared to lie to him.
"Other people are like this because they are happy," Xie Shiguan asked, striking while the iron is hot, "What about you? Are you even a little bit happy?"
The mute refused to admit it, neither shaking his head nor nodding, he was extremely stubborn.
Xie Shiguan thought he had softened his attitude, but the mute insisted on being stubborn. If he refused to accept the soft offer, he would have to use the hard offer.
"No?" His Highness deliberately made an effort, "Really?"
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