The assassin was sent to prison by guards.
Wei Lian was pushed into the big bed by Ji Yue.
…
The sky was as cold as water at night, but there was a scorching heat in the bedroom.
"... Ji Yue!" Ji Yue pulled Wei Lian all the way back to the Zhongling Palace and threw him directly on the bed.
Ji Yue controlled his strength, and Wei Lian fell into the soft bedding. He didn't feel any pain, but was a little flustered.
"We'll talk about it later." Ji Yue smiled, "Take off your clothes."
Wei Lian: "..."
Ji Yue reminded: "Don't forget what you promised just now."
As soon as this was mentioned, the young man became quite ashamed again.
Of course he won't forget.
In the Golden Palace, Ji Yue stopped in front of him, Wei Lian's face was calm, but his heart was still nervous.
He didn't know how he should face Ji Yue.
Will Ji Yue be very angry now
Ji Yue approached and asked in a low voice, "How should Gu deal with you?"
Wei Lian pursed his lips and said nothing.
He hid it for so long, Ji was more angry, and he should have wanted to punish him. He also believed that Ji Yue would not really hit him hard.
Wei Lian found that he was actually a little spoiled.
In the past, keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile, one was to leave a way out, the other was to fear that Ji would become more concerned, and the third was to wait for her birthday.
Now he gave Ji Yue the biggest retreat, Ji Yue gave his heart to him, his birthday has come, and he is no longer afraid of showing off.
It just might have to pay a small price.
Ji Yue then said the second sentence in a softer voice: "...Is it okay to die on the couch?"
"… "
Wei Lian blushed quickly.
This is in public! What's the point of talking about this!
However, Ji Yue was standing in front of him, with the attitude that he would not give up if he didn't answer. In desperation, Wei Lian nodded in agreement.
... It's a big deal if I don't get up tomorrow, I can't make Ji Yue get angry.
Wei Lian thought with a broken jar.
In this way, Wei Lian was taken away by Ji Yue in public and returned to Zhongling Palace.
Because it was to celebrate Wei Lian's birthday, the Zhongling Palace was decorated very festively today, with red silk hanging everywhere. Red wax was burning in front of the bed, and the bedroom was full of red.
If there is another big red double happiness on the wall, it is like a new house.
They are all dressed in red, they really look like two handsome grooms, and tonight is their wedding candle.
However, both of them knew that was not the case at all.
Looking at Ji Yuewen's smiling eyes with hidden danger, Wei Lian sincerely felt that his birthday would also be his death.
Under Ji Yue's gaze, Wei Lian lowered his head and slowly unbuttoned the bright red clothes on his body.
The slender and beautiful fingers opened the lace, excruciatingly slow.
It was not the first day that he was intimate with Ji Yue, and his usual style was even bolder, but at this moment, he was a little shy for no reason, and his face was burning badly.
Probably because he knew he was wrong, lacked confidence, and didn't know how he would be treated.
Ji Yue Yue waited without rushing. It's like watching a beautiful multicolored porcelain slowly peeling off the color paint, revealing the clean jade white bottle inside.
The young man's reddish cheeks were as bright as a national peony under the light of the candlelight. After the red clothes like a wedding dress were removed, the ice muscles and bones were as white as pear blossoms.
He was slender, with a striking appearance, his clothes faded little by little, and Ji Yue's eyes were a little deep.
However, he didn't take off his clothes, he pulled a piece of red silk, pressed Wei Lian's hands and raised his wrists above his head, and tied the person to the head of the bed.
Wei Lian was startled: "What are you doing?"
He was about to use his internal strength to shatter the red silk to break free, when Ji Yue said "you promised", and Wei Lian let off all his strength in an instant.
... Well, just let him go.
Wei Lian looked away awkwardly. Ji Yue was well-dressed, but he was tied up in such an embarrassed manner, which was extremely embarrassing.
He simply closed his eyes, thinking that no matter what Ji Yue did, he would just take it.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, Ji Yue didn't cover it.
... Shouldn't he just leave him here
That would be really overkill!
Wei Lian quietly opened his eyes again, and found that Ji Yue was opening a box, looking at the objects of different lengths, thick and thin.
Wei Lian was stunned.
Shouldn't Ji Yue want to use this thing to toss him? !
Wei Lian panicked a little: "Ji Yue... You shouldn't... "
Ji Yue picked the thickest one and played with it in his hand, and said casually, "Nothing?"
Wei Lian's expression changed, and he whispered with a bitter face, "I don't want to use this..."
Although he always said that, in fact, he had never used any foreign objects at all, and had an instinctive resistance to these cold appliances.
He paused, his voice even lower: "I want you."
Ji Yue's heart melted when he heard it, but he still said with a cold face: "I want to punish you, not to make you happy."
Wei Lian asked cowardly, "Can you change it to a smaller one?"
So big, he'll die.
He really will die.
Ji Yue held back a smile, changed the thinnest one, sat in front of the bed, and ordered, "Separate."
How could he be willing to really bully people, it was still necessary to scare him.
Having endured for so long, today may be considered a one-time and above-mentioned claim.
…
The hourglass passed little by little, and time became slow and painful. Wei Lianqing bit his lip, sweat oozing out, his long eyelashes trembled weakly, and a faint powder appeared on his neck.
After a while, even his eyes were filled with fog.
"Ji Yue..." He panted lightly, "Enough."
In fact, what he wanted to say was not enough.
He wants Ji Yue.
Ji Yue knew what he meant, but was not satisfied. Instead, he asked leisurely at this time: "Do you understand the technique of Qihuang?"
When the imperial physician diagnosed and treated him that day, the wound had been treated so well, obviously it was not something that could be learned at will.
Ji Yue didn't mention it, it didn't mean he forgot.
Wei Lian frowned fiercely and looked at Ji Yue accusingly.
How could he be at such a time...!
Ji Yue stopped: "If you don't answer, Gu Ke will leave."
Wei Lian: "..."
To this day he still wants to scold, dog emperor, dog emperor, dog emperor!
"… Yes."
"You also solved the poison on Lonely's body?"
"Yes. I used a detoxification pill for you." Wei Lian did not say that it was a very precious revival pill.
What he paid, he just knew it, why did he need to say it.
"You killed all those assassins outside." Ji Yue already used a firm tone.
"… Yes."
"You're very good at horsemanship." Ji Yue gritted his teeth when he said this, "It's not an orphan."
Wei Lian gave up on himself and said, "Yes."
"Who taught that?"
"I, um, taught myself."
"Martial arts and medicine are also self-taught?"
"... That's it."
"What is considered?"
"...and a master."
"Who is the master?"
Wei Lian has been tortured to the point of crying: "Ji Yue, take it out first..."
Ji Yue laughed playfully and pulled out the jade potential.
Wei Lian's body froze, suddenly tense, and gasped for a while absently.
"So soon?" Ji Yue raised his eyebrows, and when Wei recovered, he untied the red silk that tied him.
As soon as Wei Lian was relieved, he threw himself into Ji Yue's arms and took a bite on his left shoulder.
asshole!
bastard bastard bastard!
Ji Yue's brows did not wrinkle at all, but instead smiled: "Little fox, sharp teeth and sharp mouth."
By the way, he rubbed the mark on Wei Lian's wrist that was stretched out by the red silk.
Wei Lian's strength loosened, lying quietly in Ji Yue's arms, maintaining a hugging posture.
The long hair was spread out, and the fair-skinned youth cuddled in front of the red-clothed youth, showing a posture of attachment.
I was finally reluctant to bite.
"Wei Xiaolian, you really hide it." Ji Yue said with a low smile.
Wei Lian said in a low voice, "...do you blame me?"
"If it's your fault, you should stay in jail like those assassins. What do you think is the crime of deceiving the king?"
Wei Lian stopped talking.
Seeing that the person was in a low mood, Ji Yue hugged him to his lap, raised his head and smiled and said, "Sinner Wei Xiaolian, won't he atone for his crimes?"
Wei Lian lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Bullying the king is a death penalty, how can I atone for it?"
"There are still injuries on the lonely body, and it is difficult to move." Ji Yue pinched his chin, his eyes were amused, "Do you know how to sleep?"
Wei Lian was startled.
Let him do it himself
Wei Lian's face became even hotter, and Ji Yue's eyes were even more smiling.
"...Understood." Wei Lian closed his eyes.
do my best.
Ji Yue fell in love with Wei Lian's shy look.
The first time he took the initiative to do this, the young man was so ashamed that his whole body was like a cooked shrimp. The eyelashes trembled so much that he didn't even dare to open his eyes, and the occasional small moans that spilled out of his mouth were swallowed again, which was incredibly cute.
Ji Yue admired enough, turned over and regained the initiative.
Cute is cute, but it's too slow, and it's torture for both of them.
Wei Lian opened his eyes, still a little dazed: "Aren't you inconvenient to move?"
Ji Yue kissed his eyebrows and eyes: "For you, Gu also needs to get better soon."
For you, I have to get well soon.
Because of this sentence, Wei Lian's whole person is not well.
Ji Yue did what he said and didn't give Wei Lian a chance to beg for mercy overnight. Wei Lian was also stubborn, made up his mind, and endured it all.
But also can not stand the never-ending request.
No matter how ruthless Ji Yue was in the past, he was worried about Wei Lian's frail body and always left a line of leeway. Tonight was a complete occupation, completely relying on Wei Lian's foundation to get it to death.
Wei Lian was unwilling to cooperate at the back, struggling to escape, Ji Yue grabbed him back and tied him up and continued, showing with actions that "death on the couch" is not a joke.
The red gauze tent is warm, lively and fragrant.
The young man's wrist was tied with red silk, and a dark blue vein was winding out. The skin was white and almost transparent, and the end of his eyes was fiercely red. The red plums are covered with white snow little by little, and they bloom quietly, doing their best.
Wei Lian couldn't take it anymore, his voice was a little dull, no longer Qingyue: "Jiyue, that's enough."
Ji Yue ignored it.
Wei Lian's heart swayed, he broke free from the red silk, rushed forward and hugged him, and whispered: "... Husband."
Ji Yue moved for a while, and immediately handed down the flag.
He really... can't help it.
Wei Lian's whole body was trembling slightly, and he hugged Ji Yue tightly and didn't let go: "No, okay?"
Ji Yue can't bear it anymore.
They bully people like this.
Today's Wei Xiaolian is not drunk. When Wei Lian is sober, his endurance is a hundred times stronger than when he is drunk. This is forced to be like this. It can be seen that he has really reached his limit.
Ji Yue took the young man who was curled up like a small beast into his arms, and patted his back gently. After a while of silence, he opened his thin lips, and his tone was solemn as if he was taking an oath:
"My Alian, I have not been able to participate in the past nineteen years, and I regret it too late. But I hope it's not too late today, I wish you a prosperous life, I wish you a carefree life, and keep you worry-free for a hundred years. Ji Yue will accompany you later. You are around, I love you for a long time, year after year, until the blue and yellow springs."
He kissed the young man's forehead: "Wei Xiaolian, happy twentieth birthday."