Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

Translator: マイ

[Someone offered to proofreading for me for this novel, and I’d sent them the chapter but haven’t received their reply, until today. But I’ve said that I’d post the first chapter starting from this month, so getting proofread from them might not be on time. Maybe they didn’t see my message or maybe they were caught up with something before. So here it is, the chapter which has no edit, or proofreading. And I just hope it’s read-able.]

(Manhua ch 4 to 6)

After Zhang Cheng respectfully sent Yong Shan out, he hurriedly went back to handle the works.

Yong Qi was still remanded in the interrogation hall. The matters regarding this fallen Phoenix were really not easy to deal with, which include; the punishment had to be neither light nor heavy. He must not kill and still be treated with uttermost hospitality.

Zhang Cheng originally thought that Yong Shan was going to take revenge with his own hands, but to his surprise, he was told “torturing Yong Qi personally” was a joke instead.

This little honorable Prince’s mind was really hard to guess, which was even more hard to please.

In one command, Zhang Cheng immediately ordered people to dig up a pit with heating firewood under the cell. Next, he ordered someone to fetch the precious soft rope in the storage room, and then personally led two or three lower ranked officials to prepare the cell where Yong Qi was being held. He removed everything that was unpleasant to the eyes, especially those things that could be used to harm oneself or to commit suicuide; everything had to be checked throughout.

Not only that, but the bed cover also had to be replaced with a new set of thickened cover possible.

Prince Yong Shan was afraid that Yong Qi would feel cold, and would not wish to let him be kept in a cell with a thin and smelly quilt either.

After half a day, the preparation was almost finished.

With his backache and weak legs , Zhang Cheng came back to the interrogation room exhausted. He then ordered people to take Yong Qi to the cell and lock him inside. While wiping his cold sweat , he laid flat down on the chair guessing in his heart that His Highness Yong Shan would most likely make his trip here tonight, and as long as Yong Qi remained here in the Internal Punishment Court, his quiet days would be gone.

Aiyo, my Goodness, pleasing the cold Prince Yong Shan on one side, while the other side was Lady Shu Fei, what should he do now?

Just as Zhang Cheng predicted, Yong Shan really came that night.

Yong Shan came riding on a small sedan chair despite it still being a snowy night. He looked from his sitting position, and as soon as he saw Zhang Cheng coming out to greet him, he asked, “Has everything been arranged?”

“Yes, everything has been arranged according to Your Highness’ order.” Zhang Cheng responded as he followed from behind. “The time was rushed, so it was difficult to have things checked thoughtfully. If there is any place Your Highness is not satisfied with, please do mention it.”

Yong Shan hummed indifferently and walked to the side of the cell that he had checked during the day. He took a glance, and then immediately smiled, “You are very clever.” He said, glancing at Zhang Cheng.

In order to make it easier for the court officials to check the conditions inside the cell, they always used a row of wooden doors to make the cell. But now, with a glance, it could be seen that thick layers of curtain were hanging from row after row; hanging from top to the ground on these wooden doors. Suddenly, the cell that could be checked at any time became a hidden and private space.

“I was afraid Your Highness would think I am doing things more that it required.” said Zhang Cheng, a little proud of himself, but did not dare to show his self-righteous expression, “Servant did not have any other intention, but prince Yong Qi had a long and hard journey coming all the way here, not to mention his weak body. The heating system won’t be ready until tomorrow, so that was why I let them hang something and block the wind. If Your Highness dislikes it, we can take it off tomorrow when the heating pit is ready.”

“That’s fine like this, no need to take it off.” Yong Shan ordered someone to unlock the door, and he pushed the door half-open without the help of others. Suddenly, he remembered something, turned around and said, “Why don’t I see the dedicated items you mentioned before?”

“Your Highness will see when you go in.” Zhang Cheng groaned with a smile: “Servant was struggling enough to help him put…”

Speaking halfway, he raised his head, looking up and was startled.

Yong Shan’s face had sunk, staring at Zhang Cheng, like an eagle staring at a rat, “Who wants you to put it on him?”

“Servant……”

“I want you to set up the place. What were you doing touching Yong Qi?”

“This…” Zhang Cheng’s cold sweat dripped out, and under Yong Shan’s line of sight, he felt even hard to breathe. How could this child so fearful? “The wooden shackle and iron chains are very heavy things. They were pressed on His Highness Yong Qi’s shoulder for too long, and he was crumbling, so…”

“Even if they are heavy, he won’t die. I will give you a chance, remember well; no one is allowed to touch Yong Qi without my orders. He is my elder brother and the former Crown Prince,” said Yong Shan coldly, and his voice was deep in the last sentence, “How can the likes of you be qualified to touch even the tip of his finger?”

Zhang Cheng didn’t even dare to answer, and just shut up and bowed his head very low.

Yong Shan seemed to calm down after a while, and slowly asked, “Where have you tied him? Isn’t it a whole set of soft-bidding ropes? Are they all bidded together?”

“No, no. Only the hands are tied, and just tied a little, not too tight. Everything else is on the table inside.”

As soon Yong Shan saw an even experienced Zhang Cheng was so frightened like a bird struck by an arrow, he accepted it and let the matter go. He didn’t say anything more, nodding his head, pushed the door of the cell, and walked in.

As soon as he entered, he could not help but sigh.

Yong Qi…

This person…

This graceful beautiful body, which always seemed to be in a mist whenever they met, and the dim and hard-to-see eyebrows; finally, he could see him clearly in front of his own eyes now.

Yong Shan stopped in front of the door. A flow of warm emotion rushed into his heart. It had been kept far too long that the warm emotion also became painful. He turned his body around, pulled the cell’s door and locked it carefully. He used that little time locking the door to converge the secret leaked in his eyes. Turning back to his usual sense in high spirited, he looked at the thin figure sitting on the bed.

Actually, it didn’t matter.

Except in recent months that he was rushed to Nanlin by his Father Emperor to become the King of Nanlin. Actually, from childhood to this sixteen years of life, was there a day he had not in his own eyes?

But himself… hum, had never been in his eyes, not even a day.

Even in today’s trial, when he stepped into the interrogation hall; as soon as he opened his mouth, he called “Ying Lin”.

What an unreasonable person!

“It’s you?” Yong Qi sat on the edge of the newly laid mattress, heard the footsteps, and raised his head for a look.

The side of his face that was illuminated by the candlelight was a little red, and the other side was pale. But his expression remained calm and quiet. Seeing Yong Shan slowly approaching, he opened his mouth and said quietly, “Yong Shan, I want to see Father Emperor.”

“What’s the use seeing Father Emperor?” Yong Shan sat down next to him, he swept his eyes away and met the rings he was tied to behind him.

Red soft rope, perfectly matched his pure white and transparent skin.

“Father Emperor was blinded by the traitors. They not only framed me, but also my mother and uncle, as well as my tutors. I want to… meet Father and clarify the truth.” Yong Shan’s eyes still made Yong Qi feel very uncomfortable. He dodged his gaze subconsciously, talking, while keeping his face invisible, pretending to be staring at the curtains on the wall.

Therefore, he did not notice the expression on Yong Shan’s face.

“Father Emperor will not see you.” Yong Shan raised the corner of his lips and seemed to laugh at how naive Yong Qi was. He slowly and coldly said, “How wise is Father Emperor, who can blind the Emperor? He was worried that the Song family would rise from its falls again, so he wanted to take this opportunity to hit a heavy blow and make the Song unable to stand up ever again. In fact, you understand this much, but you just do not want to believe it.”

Yong Qi froze. He looked elsewhere and slowly shook his head, still in a calm tone, he said, “No matter what, I want to see Father. I am his biological son, he cannot just send me to the dead without seeing him.”

“You will not die, and you will not see Father Emperor either. What’s not nice about here? It’s quiet, worry-free, no fight, and no one will bully you too.”

Suddenly, Yong Qi felt something surprising behind his back. He turned his head to look and frowned, “Yong Shan, what are you doing?”

Yong Shan touched his hair and placed it on the tip of his nose.

Seeing Yong Qi turning to look at him, he smiled softly and said something without thinking. “Your hair is so fragrant, is it the smell of rosette? You came back a long way from Nanlin, but still have the heart to care about your hair.”

“Hair is hair, where is there any fragrance?” Only then did Yong Qi find out that Yong Shan was sitting too close to himself. He used to think that his brother’s gaze was a little uncomfortable. Today, with his hands tied behind his back, for some reason, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. As he tried to move quietly to the side, he felt a sharp pain in his scalp. Sighing and said, “Let go, there is really no scent, you are mistaken.”

“No? But I really smelled it. Let me smell it again.” Yong Shan bowed his head, sniffed the hair in his palm to the tip of his nose.

It was just a simple action, but somehow made people feel embarrassed. Yong Qi’s hands were tied, knowing that his scalp would be hurt, he still had no other way but to shrunk back his head and pulled his hair out of Yong Shan’s fingers.

As the action was made, Yong Shan fiercely looked up at him. Yong Qi had already stood up from the bedside and calmly said, “If you say making procedure to Father is hard, I will not force you. It’s getting late now, your palace is far away from here, you should go back early. Don’t catch a cold on the road.”

He was surprised.

Zhang Cheng covered up the window with a thick curtain, and the moonlight couldn’t get in. Inside the cell, there was only one candle lit on the table in the distance, and the dim candlelight was up and down, shaking left and right, as if dancing uneasily.

This light fluttered and shone on the silent and cold Yong Shan’s face, and for a moment, it created an amazing falsehood in Yong Qi’s eyes.

Yong Shan’s face was twitching terribly!

Almost exactly the same face as Yong Lin when he showed a terrifying expression, as if he would pounce at anyone at any time, and frantically shattered everything in front of him; ruthlessly, thoroughly, tearing and biting anything at his sight. If he were to bite a person, he would have broken his throat, sucked up his blood, chewed all his flesh, and swallowed his bones.

Terrible……

Yong Qi absent-mindedly took a step back and tried to settle down.

Ah, he saw it wrong. The twitching and shaking illusion he saw on Yong Shan’s face was just a shaking candlelight. From the moment Yong Shan looked up at him, the muscles on his face had not moved at all. He maintained a look that was always inscrutable, always smiling, yet making people hard to see what he was thinking.

Perhaps because of this that Yong Qi didn’t like approaching him.

Yong Lin was just the opposite of him. That silly brother never hid his thoughts.

“Why so hurry to drive me out?” It took a long time for Yong Shan to open his mouth and spoke. “I thought you would still ask me about Yong Lin. After all, you have been away from Jing capital for a few months, and Yong Lin is your most beloved little brother.”

“Yong Lin… how’s he? Is he okay?”

“You’re standing, I’m sitting, I’m tired of talking to you with my head up.” Yong Shan stared at him and smiled: “You sit here, I’ll tell you.”

Yong Qi did not expect that he would mention this. He glanced at Yong Shan, pondered for a moment before shaking his head. “No need.”

“Oh? You don’t want to know the current situations of Yong Lin? But he keeps thinking about you.”

“His situation will never be worse than mine.” Yong Qi said softly, “If you see him, greet him for me. Don’t let him come see me here, this is not a good place.”

Yong Shan was silent again.

He sat by the bed, raising his head to look up those beautiful lips that were tightly pressed together.

This man who was still speaking quietly and lightly, without panic or restlessness in the slightest, was clearly terrified.

In the interrogation hall during the day, when Zhang Cheng pointed at the wall full of torturing equipment, his trembling body had not escaped under the observation of Yong Shan’s sharp eyes at all.

The black gem-stone like pupils that were hidden deep in his eyes, but still stands upright like a fine Jade tree, yet this fine carving jade was preparing to get suffered. Looking at his faint and stubborn face, Yong Shan could not wait to get down from his high seat, pounce on him and hold him down. Only in this way that he could crush him with his ten fingers.

Yes! Crush him!

He was forcefully suppressed his urge during the day, but was it not the right time now?

Yong Shan gritted his teeth fiercely.

Cry out to the heavens, but the heavens don’t respond. Cry out to the earth, but the earth is impervious. This… This person who never put him in his eyes, only favored Yong Lin…

“Sit.” For a long time, Yong Shan whispered without any expression.

“I am not tired.”

“We are brothers, getting a little close, what’s the problem?” said Yong Shan, for some unknown reason, his face was a little distressing under the candlelight. He smiled coldly and continued, “It would be boring if you force me to do something to you.”

Hearing such an unpleasant tone, Yong Qi was shocked and stunned. He speechlessly looked at Yong Shan, and when he locked into Yong Shan’s gaze, his heart shrank.

What’s with this look?

Yong Qi’s face was cold, “What do you mean?”

“I mean it very clearly.” Yong Shan said lightly, “Look at the place around here, it’s a prison cell. It’s dark, and you can’t see the sun. Yong Qi, you are in my palm now, understand?” As he said, he patted the hem of his embroidered golden robe, and stood up slowly.

Yong Qi involuntarily took a step back.

“Retreat,” Yong Shan said with a smirk on his face, and raised his chin. “Retreat to the wall, then retreat to the corner along the wall, retreat.”

Step by step, he pressed towards Yong Qi.

Yong Qi took a step back and then took another step.

Yong Qi was startled by the depths of these black eyes, his handsome face barely remained impassive, but still tried his best to confront Yong Shan. He warned Yong Shan while backing away, “Yong Shan, although it is an Internal Punishment Court, it is still inside the palace. This place has its own rule, you you’t do anything against the rule.”

“Then you scream, I didn’t even block your mouth.” said Yong Shan, who did not even pay attention to Yong Qi’s warnings. “Be loud, I have never heard you cry out loud, Gege*.”

[*Big Brother, which sounds intimate in some way.]

He took his time approaching Yong Qi and really pushed him to the corner. However, he did not rush to take action, only smiling and enjoying the fear on Yong Qi’s face.

The stubborn and helpless face was extremely seductive, and the pale complexion made the already crystallized skin almost transparent.

Yong Shan stretched out his hands at will while Yong Qi was already pressed by him in the dead corner. With both of his hands tied behind him, how could he not look like an inescapable prisoner. Seeing Yong Shan’s claws come over, he desperately turned to avoid, but still couldn’t escape.

His jaw was twisted violently, with two fingers that were as cold as ice touched the skin, making Yong Qi tremble.

“Look, doesn’t it look like you can’t escape?” Yong Shan stared at him, whispering as he laughed.

Yong Qi turned his face away fiercely and shook off his two fingers.

Yong Shan didn’t lose his temper. The Yong Qi in a corner was so attractive that his chest was beating fiercely. His humiliated expression and the uneasy look on his face were all extremely cute.

For sixteen years, he always deliberately stayed that way, neither cold nor warm.

Now, he was trapped in a dead end in his hands; he couldn’t even hide or escape

“Longsheng’s Nine sons, they all have their own differences.” Yong Shan glanced at the prey that he was forced to the corner of the wall, and the corner of his lips evoked a smile. “The scene at today’s trail, if it falls on Yong Lin, he will fight back without a second word. Even if he couldn’t knock the others to death, at least he could let off some anger; if it fell on my head, I would at least bite the fingers that stretched out in front of me; but you… ” He paused, his smile deepened and full of wickedness, “You just stand there so stubbornly.”

[Long Sheng’s dragon sons are not all dragons. In ancient legends, metaphors show that brothers have different qualities and hobbies.]

His eyes suddenly flashed a faint light.

As if feeling something surprising, Yong Qi suddenly flinched, trying to escape from the gap between Yong Shan’s left arm and the wall, only to fall into Yong Shan’s calculation. With one grab of his five fingers, the iron hoop tightened Yong Qi’s arm.

“Let go!” Yong Qi’s face was red as he scolded.

The more he struggled, the more pain added to his arm, and Yong Shan easily dragged him out of the corner.

As he passed the table, he took out three red soft binding ropes that Zhang Cheng had placed there. He pulled the stumbling Yong Qi back and threw him on the bed with one hand.

“Yong Shan, you… what are you doing?”

When he found that Yong shan was passing the rope through his bound wrist and tied a knot, and was about to pass the other end of the rope around the copper ring above his head, Yong Qi struggled more and more uneasily, “Release! Let go of me !Are you crazy?”

The costume of attaching importance to civilian officials and despising military officials finally revealed deadly consequences at this moment, and Yong Shan easily stopped his struggle with only one hand.

After tying up Yong Qi’s hands to the copper ring, he tied his two slender ankles left and right with two other ropes. The other ends of these two ropes also passed through the copper rings that were extremely far apart from left to right on the same wall.

Soon, this simple binding showed its power.

“No……”

Yong Shan slowly tightened the three ropes in his hands and controlled Yong Qi like a marionette.

Unable to bear the strength of his brother’s exertion on the rope, Yong Qi’s struggling legs were finally pulled open a slit. Yong Shan stopped and fastened the rope. He lifted the hem of Yong Qi’s coat from below, and placed it on the belt.

The white flickering silky intimate long pants appeared under his sharp eyes.

His ankles that were tied by a rope, were pulled up from the left and right, forcing Yong Qi to close his thighs together. Under the swaying candlelight, this tiny little gap was immersed in a fierce shivering feeling. With a thin layer of clothing and a gaze full of affection, even Yong Qi felt ashamed.

“Yong Shan, you… you… you let go of me!”

Yong Shan’s response was to calmly tighten the fixed rope even more tighter.

The legs that were pulled apart appeared under his eyes. Covered with white silk cloth, it could be seen that the muscles under it were constantly tense and tight, especially the inner thighs. Moreover, the strong contraction was approximately lower abdomen.

“Do you want me to let go?” Yong Shan asked while pulling another rope.

The wrists tied behind him were constantly lifted up. Due to the restricted legs, there was nothing to support his lower body. As Yong Shan tightened the rope little by little, the weight gradually transferred to those both tied wrists.

This was another change in the “Phoenix Sunshine” in the criminal law. This kind of act; tying both hands and feet up high, although it was not a serious torture, it was enough to make Yong Qi, who had always been respected and honoured, shed out a cold sweat.

His graceful appearance enveloped a layer of pain.

Watching him gritting his teeth, Yong Shan finally let go. He coldly looked down at him and asked with a smile, “Do you really want me to let go?”

“Let go!” Yong Qi stared at him angrily.

The painful wrists continued to tremble as if to be broken by the force falling on them.

“You… what the hell are you doing…?”

“What do I want to do, you don’t know?” Yong Shan did not know whether he should laugh or cry or whether to be surprised or angry.

Fallen in the palm of his hand and was tied up like this; he was still deceiving himself, even dared to pretend that he couldn’t guess anything.

He was suppressing the raging anger that was developed from the deepest in his heart, and only his eyes revealed a little madness. He twisted the chin of the prey in his, slowly and unrelentingly linger with his fingertips.

Forehead, hairline, collarbone…

“I want to sniff your hair, I want to kiss your neck…”

Yong Qi was trembling as he tried to avoid, but the only consequence of the vain struggle was to make his wrists more painful.

Yong Shan almost coddled his helpless resistance. He smiled and pulled his face back as far as possible, and swiped his fingertips over his blood-stained lips, rubbing fiercely back and forth, until it was red and swollen.

“I want to hug your waist…”

His fingertips got into the clothes, and gently moved to the sensitive waist side making Yong Qi shivered in horror, “No… don’t want, Yong Shan…”

“You don’t want it, or you just don’t want Yong Shan?” Yong Shan’s lips were raised, and there was no smile in his eyes. His pupils were so cold as if they were made of ice. “If I were to change to Yong Lin, I don’t know how happy you are. Don’t you often play with Yong Lin in the baths of your palace like this? Don’t pretend you don’t.”

The body that had been shivering under the fingertips became rigid for a moment.

Yong Shan continued to mock, “Aren’t you two having a good time? You touched him, he caressed you. So lovely-dovey, very intimate. How happy you are.”

“You you……”

“You only play like this with Yong Lin, right? I was born with Yong Lin, the same mother, the same height, how can I be worse than him? Why can I not be in your eyes?” The last few words; his sound suddenly sank.

The violent tingling from the side of the waist made Yong Qi scream sadly, and twisted regardless of the consequences of his wrists.

Yong Shan slowly pulled his hand out of the fabric. Slightly hot blood remained on the fingertips, which was left behind when piercing Yong Qi’s skin, and the color was dazzling and beautiful.

“Ying Qi, I don’t want to hurt you.” He carefully licked the blood on his nails with the tip of his tongue, and the sweet smell was strange and fragrant. “Do your hands hurt? Let me loosen it for you a bit.”

Yong Shan did loosen the rope tying on his wrists. Yong Qi was startled by his approach, stopped writhing, and his black eyes watched him alertly.

As if in response to him, Yong Shan deliberately explored the white underwear with his gaze.

As flexible as drilling into the waist just now, his fingertips could easily penetrate the defensive trousers and drill into it. The male organ lying between the legs was startled by the cold touch.

“No, don’t do this!”

“What’s the big deal? It won’t hurt you.”

Detecting further violations of the hands under the cloth, Yong Qi started struggling fiercely, “Don’t! Yong Shan, you stop! Stop!”

The consequence of the rebellion was that the entire pair of obscene pants was ripped off. The cold air swarmed up and ran unscrupulously through the exposed legs, and Yong Qi stiffened unbelievably. After a moment, he closed his eyes.

The thick eyelashes inherited from his mother Li Fei trembled violently, and the feeling of humiliation hit the nerves cruelly.

“Don’t hold back your cry.” Yong Shan’s devilish voice floated down.

The beautiful little thing laid in his palm, still looking very innocent.

Yong Shan lovingly squeezed the thing, smiled and said, “The color is still so fresh. I heard that you married the princess in Nanlin, how many times have you stayed in the same bed? Or have you only slept on the same with your wife but only dreamt of Yong Lin’s little hand?”

Yong Qi gritted his teeth and fell silent. As a former Crown Prince, he still had his pride and dignity. He closed his eyes, hid his beautiful eyes under his face, and refused to face his brother’s humiliation.

Yong Shan was amused by his expression.

Because of Yong Qi’s extreme anger, the little thing that was still in Yong Shan’s palm twitched slightly making Yong Shan stroke it as he pleased.

“Ah… stop…”

The almost cruel pinch scared Yong Qi, who had little experience with such things. He also used to touch his sensitive part with his own hands, but the kind of brotherly intimacy given by Yong Shan and Yong Lin’s kind of play was so different.

The cognition controlled by this terrible younger brother made Yong Qi’s heart tighten into a ball, “Yong Shan, let go… please let go…”

“How can it be so easy to ask for mercy?” Yong Shan responded coldly without stopping his torturing.

On the contrary, the strength of the fingertips became stronger, and the male member that were forced to stand up gradually showed a beautiful shape, and they were constantly shaking under his fingers.

“No… let go!” Yong Qi begged intermittently.

The way Yong Shan mercilessly used his fingertips was far beyond what he could bear, and the uncontrollable pleasure under his lower abdomen made him particularly ashamed.

His body twisted violently causing three red ropes to sway in the air, and the atmosphere in the room to stir up.

The candlelight fluttered calmly and enthusiastically, shining on the two white thighs, and the inner skin was enchanting; one after another, shrinking and tightening helplessly.

“No… no… please, Yong Shan…”

After all, this was just a sixteen-year-old boy who didn’t have much experience in controlling himself. Yong Qi found that even in such a restrained situation, he could perceive the thrill and almost wept in despair.

The battles in the palace were all carried out in secret, with the invisible bow and sword injurious across the satin and the palace. He never thought that the result of being defeat would be played with such shameful shame－by a young man with the same appearance and blood as Yong Lin.

A younger brother who was just two hours younger than himself.

“Ah! Ah… uh… don’t do this… don’t do this…” The painful groan escaped from the beautiful, blood-stained lips.

Tears continued to slide down from his trembling eyelashes as Yong Qi leaned his neck back deeply. The simple bundling of the three ropes made no room for him to struggle. The sound of his struggling was reduced to a way which was like fun music to the ears.

Yong Shan had been playing with his brother for a while. As if he didn’t pay much attention to Yong Qi’s struggle and begging for mercy, he firmly controlled the lovely male member in his hand that had been changed to purplish-colored and perseveringly tortured.

After skillfully stroking and pinching, he used his nails to gently fold along the upper folds, forcing them to spread slowly. Every slight movement of his fingertips would cause Yong Qi to react violently. Desperately gasping and begging for mercy, echoed in his ears, sounding like fairy music.

“No, Yong Shan… don’t…”

Yong Shan really loved Yong Qi’s cries and sobs very much.

The feeling of manipulating Yong Qi was as insane as witch medicine.

Yong Qi’s male member stiffen, arching a beautiful arc, and there was white liquid dripping from the top. Yong Shan caught a drop with his palm, greedily trying to force a little more strength, and his palm was wet.

Once Yong Qi’s voice went down, he stroked the fiery member in his hand, held the top, and squeezed with force from the bottom up, as if vowing to squeeze something out of it.

“Don’t! Don’t! Ah…” Yong Qi cried immediately.

The strange and intense pleasure made his body twisting like a serpent, and the jade root in the middle of the almost convulsive thigh kept trembling, exuding a charming charm.

Yong Shan did not continue, his eyes turned dark as he stared at Yong Qi, struggling in the vortex.

The strange pleasure flowed in his veins, which was completely different from the interaction between the usual and beautiful maids. It was a kind of physical and mental pleasure, and his strong sense of joy even made him hesitate for a while to continue to feel the pain, just to extend the enjoyment process a little more.

The most wonderful and hopeful things in the world were here, in front of his eyes. The dream he kept repeating finally came true.

Yong Qi, who, since a child, was loved by his brothers and the ministers praised his elegance and kindness. The concubines in the harem secretly hated him because he was the eldest son and would inherit the throne.

Today, he could no longer turn a blind eye to him. The man who used to be far of reach, like the cloud drifting away in the sky, was now trapped in his hands. He could touch this dark and soft hair, this finger-breakable skin.

How many times had he secretly seen it, and how many times had he not gritted his teeth in anger? On the surface Yong Qi treated his brothers equally, but in fact, this person would only let Yong Lin touch him.

Whenever there were only two of them; under the tree, in the pavilion, in the study, in the royal garden, and in the misty bath, Yong Shan had seen it several times that the two of them were intimately closed to each other.

Yong Lin would touch and sniff his hair, using his teeth to catch the lovely and dedicated small long-life lock that hung on his chest, and his hand that was used to probe into his waist…

At that time, he smiled slightly, half-closing his eyes, and the sun that shone warmly on his young and handsome face, showing it was enjoyable and very pampering.

His expression at that time was left deep in a pair of peeping eyes.

Yong Shan could never forget.

He stared coldly at him. The same face, now completely distorted. The pain and pleasure both caused Yong Qi to torment twice, sweat and tears reflected the demon-like deceptive under the candlelight.

“Stop…… stop…… stop…… stop……” His throat was dry and his voice was shaking, shudder to spit out a few feeble words.

Stop? Yong Shan raised his lips with enjoyment.

The male member in his hand was pulsating fiercely, apparently reaching the tip of the eruption. Yong Qi’s words that mismatch his desire made him very interesting.

Yong Shan maliciously speeded up the rhythm of stroking, and as expected, the white thighs began to struggle fiercely again, “No… don’t!” His hoarse cries echoed.

The body that was bound－in fact, the body that was half-suspended in bed suddenly shook.

No matter how unwilling he was, Yong Qi miserably shot out white turbid liquid in Yong Shan’s hands.

“Look, you came so much despite saying no.” With evidence in his hand, he swayed under Yong Qi’s eyes, and laughed.

Yong Qi’s eyes were cold, and when he saw his own body fluid, he shuddered; as if his heart was struck by lighting.

His red swollen eyes glared at Yong Shan’s smiling face, and couldn’t wait to kill him.

“Your eyes are swollen red.” Seeing his hateful eyes directly at him, Yong Shan only found it amusing.

The elder brother’s coat had been peeled off. As if to verify his victory, he slowly approached Yong Qi. The domineering demeanor and evil smile scared the former Crown Prince who had just been tortured.

The hair on his cold body stood up immediately, and the once bright eyes were full of terror.

Seriously, why did he fall in love with such a person? For this question, even Yong Shan himself found it incredible.

To this kind and elegance was actually incompetence, weakness, and pitiful…

To make him cry, ask for mercy, and scare his nerves. He was destined to be the victim of the battle in the palace. Even if he ascended the throne, he was just a beautiful puppet.

This was what Yong Shan despised the most. But he just couldn’t help it.

He couldn’t help peeping in the distance, couldn’t help trying to please him in many ways, only to be unsatisfactory and gritted his teeth in anger.

For this incompetent guy, for once he even hated his twin brother, Yong Lin.

“Father Emperor… Father Emperor will not spare you…” It was as if he had just been attacked by a storm, with a suspicious and self-supporting expression on his face, Yong Qi helplessly used his last reason to resist Yong Shan’s approaching with his bad intentions.

Yong Shan shook his head, pressing him hard under his body, and his tongue caught the small earlobe, teasing, “Father Emperor doesn’t forgive me? Why doesn’t Father Emperor forgive me? For a waste Prince? Right, You were in Nanlin, and probably don’t know yet.” Right in front of Yong Qi’s eyes, he slowly wiped the turbid body fluid in his palm on his inner thigh, which was exposed to the cold wind, saying one word at a time, “After three days, Father Emperor will confer an order to crown me as a Crown Prince.”

As soon as the body in his arms struggled, Yong Shan held it down with his hands. Probably encountered a wound that was deeply scratched by Yong Shan with his nails a short time ago, Yong Qi’s face was twisted, as he awkwardly backed away.

“To be conferred what Crown Prince?” The heating was rushing to Yong Qi’s ear; Yong Shan’s words almost burnt his earlobe. “Be my princess ba.”

The falling snow outside became silent.

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