They indulged in debauchery in broad daylight, and were entangled and embraced each other until dark... Rong Tang rarely spent his days in such a dissolute manner.
He knew that Su Huaijing was probably exhausted, and thought that he might have a good sleep to recuperate after returning home.
But it was not until dawn, dark, dark, and light again, the windows in the room were papered over, the faint light shone through the window frames and was blocked by the bed curtains. Rong Tang ate several meals in bed without knowing when, and slept in a daze for an unknown period of time, and fell asleep several times. The person lying beside him, on his body, behind him, pressing on him, or pushing against him finally left the room, and only then did he realize that his whole body was aching.
—The villain really forgot everything this time. He only remembered that people need to eat and drink water to survive. Other than that, all his usual tenderness and consideration were thrown away during the fight, leaving only surging and terrifying desire, showing his emotions that had nowhere to vent.
Demanding again and again, invading again and again, sticking to Rong Tang's neck, kissing, pecking or biting him, leaving one mark after another.
Rong Tang sat on the bed blankly for a long time. He didn't feel hungry, but his eyes were sore.
I cried for mercy too many times...
When he put on his clothes with great difficulty and went out, he almost cried when he saw the sun hanging high in the sky in the autumn.
Rong Tang was stunned for a long while. He closed his eyes to adapt to the surrounding environment. He opened them again when he could barely see again.
Surrounding him was a house that was many times larger than Tang Jing's. After coming out of the Wentian Tower that day, Su Huaijing brought him all the way to the outskirts of Beijing.
This was probably the property purchased by Su Xiaoqi himself. He had never told Rong Tang about it before, so Rong Tang naturally didn't know that there was a hot spring here.
Su Huaijing was really holding it in so much that even when he took off his clothes to wash himself, he would pull Rong Tang, who was clean beside the hot spring pool, into the water and toss around in the warm water with him. It seemed like he had no place to use all his energy.
Rong Tang gritted his teeth and looked at every corner of the yard. He felt that the marks on his body left by the villain were burning and painful.
Shuangfu appeared timidly at the gate of the courtyard. The moment he saw Rong Tang, he felt like crying. His eyes were red and he called out in a hoarse voice, "Master..."
Rong Tang turned his gaze away and suppressed the shame and annoyance that had just surged up in his heart.
He smiled and said lightly, "Isn't this coming back alive?"
It would have been better if he hadn't said it. As soon as he said it, Shuangfu's tears suddenly fell and rolled down his slightly silly face, which was both pitiful and funny.
Rong Tang laughed: "Okay, I said the wrong thing." He changed the subject: "Where's the rabbit? Didn't you say you would make spicy rabbit head for me when you got back?"
Shuangfu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and finally dared to walk closer, but he didn't know where to look.
He had little education and knew only a few words. He had only read some popular romance novels when he bought storybooks for Rong Tang. At that time, he did not find them so fascinating and he did not understand how a few lines of description in black words on a white background in the book could make the readers so obsessed.
Now he saw his young master lazily walking out of the house, slowly walking in the shadow of the sunlight. His autumn shirt was cool and thin, unable to cover the red marks on his neck. As his fingers rose and fell lightly, the kiss marks on his wrist and the bite marks on the base of his fingers were clearly visible, almost making people unconsciously imagine a blushing scene in their minds as soon as they saw it.
The soft tent and the red candle were overturned by the red waves. Even a calm and restrained person like Su Huaijing could not help but bite so many teeth marks on Rong Tang's fingertips.
That was a way of... thoroughly marking and possessing the things and people he loved, until everyone who saw Rong Tang knew that Tang Tang was his and he was Tang Tang's.
That was after walking in darkness for more than ten years, and suddenly letting go of the heavy stone in my heart, my heart was filled with a concrete clamor of conflicting emotions, which were unreasonable, stubborn and arrogant.
Shuangfu once read a poem: This person is like a rainbow, you only know he exists when you meet him.
Now he realized that to Yu Su Huaijing, Rong Tang was probably the rainbow in the sky and the moonlight on the edge of the clouds.
And now Yuehua was standing under the eaves, totally unaware that she had a completely mature temperament that was imbued with something. The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and her every frown and smile, every glance and turn back were full of flowing charm.
Shuangfu's throat tightened slightly, and for the first time he didn't dare to look at his own young master.
He lowered his head and muttered something under his breath.
Rong Tang didn't hear clearly: "What?"
Shuangfu made up his mind and said loudly, "My husband has ordered that you are not allowed to eat spicy food during this period. The kitchen has cooked pigeon and bird's nest porridge. I will go and bring it to you to nourish your body!"
After saying that, he turned around and was about to run. Just after running two steps, he thought of something, hesitated for half a second, turned around and rushed into the room. He grabbed a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on Rong Tang's shoulder. He said in a deceitful way, "It's windy outside. Master, be careful and put on your clothes!"
Rong Tang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and saw a series of new and old overlapping marks on his shoulders and neck. He finally understood where Shuangfu's words about not being allowed to eat spicy food during this period came from.
Rong Tang: “…”
I can't stay in this house anymore.
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As the old saying goes, this is a time of trouble.
The affairs in the palace came to an end. Sheng Chengli was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison for treason. Sheng Xuyan openly stated to the outside world that he had been murdered by Sheng Chengli. In fact, only a few people knew that Su Huaijing turned him into a human pig and locked him up in the Shoukang Palace of the late empress dowager.
Rong Tang had no intention of watching, and Su Huaijing naturally would not let Emperor Renshou's ugly behavior offend Rong Tang's eyes.
But in this case, the emperor is dead, and the only two heirs in Jingjing City are one traitor and the other is most likely not of royal blood.
The sixth prince Sheng Chengyun originally stayed quietly guarding the mausoleum in the capital, but as soon as the affairs in the capital were settled, he was immediately taken back to the capital by Xia Jingyi's old party, who attempted to make him inherit the throne.
But it is obvious that Prince Rui Sheng Chengming made many contributions in this campaign to support the king. Not only was he ordered to temporarily manage state affairs in times of crisis, but the ministers also pleaded with Sheng Chengming to inherit the throne on the grounds that the throne should be passed on to the wise and the eldest son.
Before he could respond, the Sixth Prince's party said that the biological mother of Prince Rui, Concubine Yi, was unclean and had an affair with someone, polluting the royal bloodline. Sheng Chengming was the eldest son of Concubine Yi. It would be a shame for the emperor of Dayu to have such a mother. How could he lead the people
It would have been fine if we hadn't mentioned this. Once this matter was brought up, the Rui Wang Party had something to talk about. They refuted the argument word by word on the spot, saying that Sheng Chengli had evil ambitions and was capable of murdering his king and father. Who knew that the slander of the Eighth Prince was not caused by him
Besides, speaking of background, the Sixth Prince's elder brother, his mother, and his grandfather colluded with each other to rebel. If it were not for Your Majesty's mercy, the Sixth Prince should also be punished. How could there be the opportunity to allow them to quarrel in this hall now!
Moreover, there was turmoil in the palace at that time. Since Your Majesty asked the Chief Censor to personally take the secret letter out of the palace and deliver it to Prince Rui, it seems that he had already intended to let Prince Rui inherit the throne. It was just that the matter happened suddenly and he didn't have time to issue an edict.
At the end of his speech, the old scholar exhaled heavily through his nose: "When Prince Rui entered the palace to protect the emperor, His Highness the Sixth Prince was still kneeling and crying in front of the ancestral tablet!"
The words were so sharp and contemptuous that everyone in the hall heard them.
When discussing national affairs, the quarrels between the two parties sound like children pulling hair.
In the end, Prince Rui's side narrowly defeated the Sixth Prince's party, as most of their supporters were those who had honed their eloquence with Lord Zhang in the cabinet.
As the officials were shocked, he added, "Sixth brother is not worthy either."
The ministers who had just stopped arguing in the Qinzheng Hall were stunned for a moment, and then they all raised their voices and were about to continue arguing, but Sheng Chengming asked: "Among the ministers present, are there any ministers from the previous emperor's time?"
After a pause, he added: "The First Emperor, my uncle."
The officials' expressions changed several times. They looked at each other, and no one spoke for a while.
Sheng Chengming smiled wanly: "You are all loyal ministers of Dayu, and have served in the court for a long time. Even if you have never served the late emperor, I think you know how my father got the throne, right?"
Someone's face darkened, not knowing whether it could be considered a threat, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness Prince Rui, please be careful with your words."
Sheng Chengming turned his head and asked the eunuch to pass down a bloody letter: "Before his death, my father felt deeply guilty and wrote a letter of apology. It not only detailed the details and process of his ascension to the throne, but also mentioned how many loyal ministers he had beheaded, how many refugees he had buried alive, how many wrong decisions he had made, and... "
He paused, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he couldn't bear it, his fingers clenched into fists, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The fact of poisoning my grandmother."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall fell silent, and all the ministers who had been arguing and wanted to fight each other were speechless.
Sheng Chengming: "You are all my father's trusted ministers. I think you should be familiar with his handwriting?"
Everyone lowered their heads, not knowing what expression to use as they looked at the memorial. Even though they had been in the court for many years and had expected this, they still couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the contents written on these thin pieces of paper.
Every word Sheng Xuyan spoke was sincere, as if writing down his guilt could move heaven and bring him peace of mind.
Brother-killing, mother-killing, son-killing...
Killing loyal people, harming the people, being incompetent...
Collaboration, rebellion, cession of territory...
Each and every one of these crimes was punishable by death and was unacceptable to Heaven. When they all happened to an emperor, it was hard not to be terrified.
Some military commanders with bad tempers were so angry that their eyes widened on the spot, staring at the line of words on the paper that colluded with Da Sui to harass the northern border, their chests heaving violently: "That's the border that my brothers and I guarded with our lives!"
In the end, she was just a chess piece that Sheng Xuyan casually discarded when he was seeking the throne.
After the failure of the border battle that year, Dayu paid Dasui countless gold, silver and jewelry as compensation, and also exempted the other party from tariffs for three years.
But it turned out to be just a transaction.
If the previous intrigues could be attributed to the family's struggle for the throne, the charge of treason alone was enough to cause Sheng Xuyan to be punished by being burned to ashes.
Sheng Chengming's face turned pale. He had already anticipated what everyone's reaction would be when they saw this letter.
He pulled the corner of his lip weakly and asked, "Ministers, do you still think that I am qualified to be the emperor?"
He said: "Father, he is the sinner of Dayu."
They are the sons of sinners and have the blood of traitors flowing in their veins. How can they deserve to sit on the throne, enjoy the worship of the people and be loved by the ministers
The hall was as silent as death. No one dared to answer Sheng Chengming's question. After a long, long time, a faint voice came from the corner: "Who else is suitable?"
Sheng Chengming looked up and saw the young boy who had followed him at the flower-picking party that year. He was wearing an official uniform and a black gauze hat, and was standing at the end of the team. The youthfulness on his face had disappeared, but his brows were deeply furrowed, and he looked extremely worried.
The moment he saw his old friend, inexplicably, the anxiety and entanglement that had been lingering in his heart for many days dissipated a lot. Sheng Chengming showed his first faint smile since entering the palace. He said: "That year when the Yujing Incident occurred, Aunt Duanyi saved a prince."
Everyone was shocked and asked quickly: "Who is it? Is he still alive?"
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince died on the frontier, and the Third Prince was beheaded. They no longer expected these two brilliant young men to be alive, but with the examples of their fathers and brothers, they thought that those princes and princesses back then were not too bad either.
If they had said this before the dispute, they might not have realized that the second and sixth princes were actually not very suitable; if they had said this before the confession was circulated, they would probably still have stubbornly believed that even if they were not suitable, the throne of the royal family should not be lost.
But when Sheng Chengming suddenly said this, everyone seemed to be ignited in an instant, and looked at him expectantly.
Sheng Chengming said softly: "Seventh Prince, Sheng Fuya."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to look at Su Huaijing, who had remained silent since entering the palace, standing by the window looking at a persimmon tree outside the palace. So the ministers followed him and looked over, and uncontrollably came up with the most unlikely yet most reasonable guess.
Noticing the gazes, Su Huaijing came to his senses and looked back at everyone with a calm look.
After a moment, he smiled softly and said slowly: "Ah... I haven't heard my real name for a long time. I almost forgot it. Please forgive me."
In an instant, the fog was cleared and the truth came to light. They finally understood the reasons for the situations in Beijing that had been linked together and exploded one after another like thunder and lightning over the years.
Or, for whom
Su Huaijing smiled lightly, without any oppression, and started a discussion as if chatting casually: "Since none of my cousins are suitable, I will take the throne. What do you think?"
Everyone lowered their heads and looked at the tiger talisman hanging casually around his waist, then looked at the general behind him who commanded the city's Jinwu Guards and the palace guards.
Looking back at the people around him, those officials who have emerged and gradually become the backbone of the court are almost all discovered, promoted and cultivated by this Lord Zhongcheng. The power has infiltrated silently and is so huge that it is frightening.
Su Huaijing's smile was clearly gentle, but it only made people feel that he actually had no interest in or need for an agreement.
It would be best if you agree, as this will save bloodshed and bring wealth through harmony. It’s okay if you disagree, as the worst that can happen is you can just seize the throne and change the country’s name.
The world has long been in his pocket.
(End of this chapter)