Gu Yuanbai brought Xue Yuan back to the palace that day.
When General Xue respectfully sent off the Holy Spirit, he watched his own son enter the carriage with a complicated heart.
The saint was angry for his son, that kind of anger made General Xue's heart joyful and terrified, the saint valued Xue Yuan so much, which he did not expect. But his son has holy favor, favor is still so high, General Xue heart happy, joy needless to say. But the same fear in such a holy favor, once the backlash whether it will again scourge Xue House.
It's a blessing not a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided. The saint can for his son rebuke Xue old general, Xue old general really feel flattered, only hope Xue Yuan can return the saint so generous love.
As the carriage gradually departed, Old General Xue was happy for a while, then suddenly slammed his face and followed Mrs. Xue, "I'd like to see which man is the one he likes!"
What kind of person can make Xue Yuan treat his future as a child's play, can he stand up to the Emperor? Can he stand up to his father and mother?
*
Day by day, the end of the month is the birthday of the saint, Xue Yuan finally let Gu Yuanbai taste a bowl of longevity noodles cooked by his own hands.
The bowl of noodles rose up, Xue Yuan held the empty bowl and looked at the slightly protruding belly of the saint, fascinated for a long time before turning around and carrying the bowl out.
It was half a month later.
The salt mines in the two Zhejiang provinces have been secretly carried out, and after about a year, they will be able to put into the official salt for sale. In the daytime, Gu Yuanbai and the ministers discussed the state affairs, Fusan was occupied by them an island, the location of the island is important, is Fusan foreign trade and armed preparation of the island.
Fusan offered to pay compensation, wanting to exchange real money for the islands, and they could even agree to a treaty with Daheng, and the courtiers were discussing whether or not they should agree to an exchange with Fusan.
Fusang's spice one fact is disgusting, even the old man who is usually the most antiquated also hates his teeth, looking forward to giving them a hard blow, so that the tiger and wolf hearted Fusang can take a good look at Daheng's ability.
This matter was talked about and talked about, and finally Gu Yuanbai clapped his hands, talked, and changed.
Fusang place is really less, in addition to the harmful spices is really poor, because of the distance, hit them down is not good control, not to mention that these years of foreign wars are frequent, the rear of the West Xia also eyeing, this business is not worth it.
But Gu Yuanbai absolutely can not let Fusang so free, Lin Zhicheng front to report, Fusang spice source will be in Southeast Asia a piece of this piece to completely burn, on its domestic, but also to constrain in many ways.
By destroying the source of his spices, Fusan would only become the same poor and backward country as before. As a result of this, not many of the neighboring persecuted countries were willing to be kind to Fusang.
After talking with his ministers, Gu Yuanbai broke out in a slight sweat, he wiped it away and couldn't help but smile for his body that was getting better day and night.
"Tian Fusheng, bathe."
When he came out of the bath, the sky was already dark. October's day is already chilly, Gu Yuanbai all in white robes, out of the spring hall, saw Xue Yuan squatting in the spring hall on both sides of the side of the thin stream, do not know what in contemplation.
The water in the thin stream was the Holy Lord's bathing water that had been let go from the spring pool, and Gu Yuanbai raised an eyebrow and called out, "Xue Yuan."
Xue Yuan turned around and really froze again when he saw Gu Yuanbai.
Gu Yuanbai had an indigo cloak draped over his shoulders, lining his slightly powdery skin like jade and flowers, and Xue Yuan, no matter how many times he had seen the saint out of the bath, would be deterred by such a saint, and his eyes would follow and turn, striking the mind of a tiger and a wolf.
His Holiness was amused by his demeanor, the corners of his lips that were reddened by the water were hooked up, his eyes were smiling, and he gently tickled Xue Yuan with a sidelong glance, "Nerd."
Xue Yuan's body was flabby, the soles of his feet slipped, and "flopped" and fell into the holy bath water.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't suppress it completely and laughed out loud.
He returned to the bedchamber with a smile, the palace staff made up the bed. Gu Yuanbai got on the bed, the tip of his nose was the fresh scent from the bath, he had a sudden movement in his heart and called out to Tian Fusheng who was ready to retreat, "Light up the smoky incense for me."
Tian Fusheng surprised, since the Western Xia national incense persecution, the saint will be on the spice some exclusion, this is that since then, the saint first time to point up incense.
Tian Fusheng was busy going to prepare spices, specially prepared incense to help you sleep, hoping that His Holiness would have a good night's sleep tonight.
The scent curls up and spreads slowly.
Gu Yuanbai clutched the quilt and gradually fell asleep.
When he was conscious again, someone had lifted his wrists above his head and was kissing his earlobe.
A tingling sensation ran up from the earlobe to the brain, Gu Yuanbai's eyes widened slightly, and when she raised her eyes, what came into her eyes was Xue Yuan's chest.
Gu Yuanbai said, "What do you do."
The nasal voice was thick with sleepiness.
Xue Yuan took advantage of the gap between his opening his mouth to speak and kissed his lips, driving in to a depth he had never experienced before. Gu Yuanbai pushed back uncomfortably and met Xue Yuan's eyes that were about to set him on fire.
Gu Yuanbai knew what he was going to do.
To bed.
The heart within the chest cavity abruptly began to beat rapidly, the beasts danced, the atmosphere steeply became thick and sticky, dark embers entwined and dripped into a great fire.
The bedding crinkled up into a river of peaks, fingers squeezing the yellow silk, hard.
The muffled sounds faded, and Gu Yuanbai's face colored a thin red as he painfully closed his eyes, trying to avoid Xue Yuan's greedy tongue.
With his lips wrapped and sucked, and every drop of water in his mouth taken away, Gu Yuanbai wanted to say don't kiss, but couldn't get the words out.
Such a scene was a bit different from what Gu Yuanbai thought.
It seems to be reversed.
The leg struggled out of the suppression, but no matter how much it was kicked, Xue Yuan still didn't move like a mountain. His teeth were so hard that his tongue broke the skin, Xue Yuan only frowned slightly, then lifted his eyes and looked condemningly at Gu Yuanbai with gluttonously reddened eyes.
The look was almost salivating.
"Let go," Gu Yuanbai snapped with a muffled grunt, kicking Xue Yuan hard again, "I told you to let go!"
Xue Yuan stood firm, but also smiled, lowered his head and sucked a mouthful, "Don't be afraid, Your Holiness, I've taken a lot of tonic medicine and learned a lot in this half month."
Gu Yuanbai suddenly lost his strength, his eyes widened, and there was some panic in his powerlessness that he couldn't find a reason for.
He was so obedient on the wagon and now he's not.
His Majesty's sentence of harsh words was released intermittently, and each sentence could scare people to the point of trembling. Xue Yuan, however, seemed as if he hadn't heard a thing, concentrating on the positive side, then slowly and methodically turned the saint over and tasted the negative side.
Every piece of meat should be savored between the lips and teeth. Some places are really tender, the softest place on Xue Yuan's body is the tongue, and when the tongue is used, the harsh words in the mouth of the saint suddenly stop.
Neck tilted up, bean-sized beads of sweat slid down from Xue Yuan's body to Gu Yuanbai's, freshly bathed but sweating again, on top of the fiery bed of the kang, the bedding did not serve as a moment's cover.
"Fuck off," containing a crumbling trill, "Xue Yuan, you don't listen."
"Be obedient," Xue Yuan's body's clothes had long since been thrown under the bed, he moved forward, circling the Saint's white and slender arm around his neck, coaxing, "There's no more injuries on your back, there's a large area for you to scratch."
He lowered his head to kiss, and Gu Yuanbai dodged. Xue Yuan laughed lowly and chased after him, still kissing.
The nails pulled out a red and white bruise.
There could not be a more obedient subject than Xue Yuan, Xue Yuan was so sure.
*
His Holiness is not well, everything must be slow.
Xue Yuan was slow, each stroke turning into a grinding torture, a slow, long night, dripping into water with the candlelight.
The saint told him to get out, told him to hurry ...... he did not listen, to ensure that the saint s body is well, then tough as a robber, became deaf, both ears are all deaf.
Bandit wasn't as abrasive as he was, and Bandit didn't slow down this deliberately slow.
*
The next morning, the sun hung high in the sky before Gu Yuanbai barely opened his eyes.
He moved his hand, but even his fingertips were flushed with crispness, and when he raised his eyes, his fingers were covered in thin teeth marks.
Gu Yuanbai barely managed to hold himself up, but in the next instant he fell helplessly onto the bed, his bones exhausted.
Xue Yuan was too careful, and his every move was too long, Gu Yuanbai was not injured, but as the night passed, the ear-reddening torment of that slow movement was thoroughly soaked in his bones.
For the first time, Gu Yuanbai knew that it turned out that slowness was more unbearable than speed.
His expression changed as he remembered how Xue Yuan did not listen to him last night.
Lifting up the bedding, Gu Yuanbai looked down and realized that even his toes were covered in teeth marks.
His Holiness froze in bed, his face red and black.
The door was opened and Xue Yuan walked in from outside. He was carrying hot water and a handkerchief in his hand, and when he saw His Holiness waking up, a few insatiable smiles appeared on that humanoid face.
Gu Yuanbai stared at him, the corners of his lips pursed straight, the corners of his reddish eyes unkind. Xue Yuan suddenly sighed, "Your Holiness, in the middle of the morning, if you keep staring at me, I won't be able to take it anymore."
"......" Gu Yuanbai pulled his lips, "Huh."
Xue Yuan stepped forward and bent over, placing the saint's legs on his lap, softly, "Does it hurt?"
It doesn't hurt. If you ask how it feels, it's quite refreshing. As long as it is cool, Gu Yuanbai can say anything. But last night's Xue Yuan was like a silent mountain, half listening to Gu Yuanbai's words, Gu Yuanbai told him to hurry up, he was still slow. He was so happy that he was able to stop, but he continued to do so.
Thinking of this, Gu Yuanbai kicked Xue Yuan hard, showing no mercy, "I'm tired of looking at you."
Xue Yuan took a solid hit, held the tip of his foot in his hand, dropped a kiss on the instep, and laughed, "I'll trouble Your Holiness to look at the minister two more times, it's getting late, I'll wait for Your Holiness to get up."
"Wear one that can block your neck," Gu Yuanbai's voice was hoarse, "with long sleeves."
Xue Yuan couldn't help but smile, "Yes."
In the morning, the imperial physician has waited outside the temple, Gu Yuanbai pulled up his sleeve to let them take the pulse, wrist, three by three, two by two, teeth marks one next to one. The imperial physician's hand trembled, pretending not to see it.
When the imperial physician withdrew his hand, Xue Yuan immediately stepped forward and took out a handkerchief to repeatedly wipe over Gu Yuanbai's wrist.
Xue Yuan's hands were rough, and even the skin on his entire body was more sensitive than usual, and after the handkerchief had been wiped two or three times, Gu Yuanbai frowned and whispered, "It hurts."
Xue Yuan dropped the paddles and frowned deeply. That look was as if someone had stuck a knife in his heart.
Gu Yuanbai said in his heart that he was pretending again.
Obviously the beast is worse than the beast, if he is really heartbroken, how come he doesn't listen when he is told to stop while in bed?
After the imperial physician left, Gu Yuanbai placed his wrist in front of Xue Yuan's lips and ordered, "Kiss."
Xue Yuan's throat knots rolled tremendously, but he shook his head, "Your Holiness, you can't kiss it. This piece of skin is thin, any more kisses will hurt."
Gu Yuanbai felt slightly satisfied and was about to lower his hand when Xue Yuan grabbed it and lowered his head to blow on it heartily.
Bone-crushing numbness.
His Holiness' fingertips secretly shrank involuntarily, softened his voice, and asked Xue Yuan in a pleasant manner, "Are you in pain?"
Xue Yuan's face didn't change, "Where is His Holiness talking about?"
"On your back," Gu Yuanbai turned the jade trigger finger squarely, "this evening, take off your clothes, I'll see if I've hurt you."
Xue Yuan couldn't help but grin as he also pretended to nod his head and obediently said, "I will listen to everything Your Majesty."