klisemfg Chapter 210 Ingratitude and Deceit (45)
Chapter 210 Ingratitude and Deceit (45)
Having lived a life of hardship in the cold palace since childhood, the boy naturally knew how to make the most of his advantages.
For the young man in front of him, feigning helplessness was the most effective tactic he had ever tried.
Even though he knew the boy was used to showing weakness, Gu Yao still couldn't help but soften when he saw Bu Shaoluan standing in front of him with his head tilted to the side, wearing only a thin undergarment and barefoot, looking like he had suffered a lot of grievances.
He mentally berated himself.
On one hand, they complained about the hot weather, and on the other hand, they worried that the barefoot child might catch a cold.
It's really like eating radish and worrying about nothing.
The boy in front of him seemed a little afraid that Gu Yao would find him annoying, so he stopped talking and just tugged at the hem of his clothes, "inadvertently" observing the young man with a timid look. When he was discovered, he would immediately look away.
It looked like a frightened little animal.
Gu Yao watched the performance, but he still felt a bit depressed, and he couldn't bear to look at the letter in his hand anymore.
Giving up in despair, Gu Yao put away the secret letter in his hand and sighed helplessly.
He extended his hand to the boy, "Your Majesty, it's time to retire for the night."
The boy took the fair, slender hand with "surprise," but his eyes revealed an undisguised triumphant smile.
"Master, shall we try the *Palace Diagram, which we didn't try last time?"
The boy's deep voice fell beside my ear, and his warm breath landed on my neck.
The young man turned his head, looked into the boy's dark eyes, and, as if possessed, replied, "Okay."
The boy gripped the young man's hand even tighter, their fingers intertwined, and they slowly walked into the inner room.
As the curtains swayed gently, the young man and Gu Yao intertwined their necks, the young man placing his hand on the bruised and swollen waist of the other man.
Looking into the unfocused amber eyes, the young man couldn't help but bite his peach-colored lips. Bu Shaoluan chuckled softly and turned his head to place a light kiss on the young man's lips.
"Ah Tang, don't bite yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, bite here."
Bu Shaoluan raised his hand and pressed Gu Yao's head against his shoulder, his voice gentle.
"Asshole..."
The skin on her neck was taut, and her slender, pale fingertips rested lightly on her firm shoulder, swaying slightly.
Watching the young man's neck arch backward, Bu Shaoluan licked his sharp canine teeth, like a tiger seizing its prey.
Feeling the body tense instantly beneath his palm, Bu Shaoluan wrapped one arm around him, greedily savoring the faint sandalwood scent.
"Yes, I'm a scoundrel, and it's not like Ah Tang just found out today."
Gu Yao forced his unfocused eyes to focus, wanting to say something, but the words between his lips were cut off.
Unable to utter a complete sentence.
Bu Shaoluan's lips curled into a wicked smile as he gently kissed the young man's reddened eyes, taking away the glistening teardrops along with them.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the young man's eyes seemed even redder.
The boy couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Ah Tang, you'd better save your energy, it's still a long way from dawn."
A single snowflake falls on the heart of the lake, creating gentle ripples that evoke a dreamlike peach blossom.
***
In the blink of an eye, the hot summer in the capital city has passed, and the cool autumn days have arrived.
After being sidelined for several months, Bu Shaoluan returned to his old ways.
Warm the bed.
However, compared to the sticky feeling of winter, the current mild weather is still not enough.
Bu Shaoluan clicked her tongue lightly, looking at the young man leaning against the headboard reading miscellaneous notes, and felt like a resentful woman in the deep palace.
Waiting for the emperor's favor.
The young man seemed engrossed in watching, not sparing a single glance at Bu Shaoluan.
Is this book better than me?
Bu Shaoluan was a little unhappy and gently tugged at Gu Yao's sleeve.
"Ah Tang, is this book more interesting than me?"
Gu Yao casually ruffled the boy's soft, fluffy hair a couple of times and said dismissively, "Of course, A-Luan is prettier."
Although he said that, the young man's eyes did not move an inch.
Bu Shaoluan's eyes darkened. He grabbed the slender wrist and pulled the person down.
The notes fell onto the footstool beside the tatami mat.
Gu Yao looked at the person who had suddenly launched the attack with suspicion.
Bu Shaoluan gritted his teeth inwardly as he looked at the young man's puzzled gaze.
He leaned down, his teeth lightly grinding against her fair earlobe, leaving a tooth mark.
Gu Yao turned his head away, wondering what had suddenly gotten into Bu Shaoluan.
A tingling sensation spread from my earlobe throughout my body, making me feel weak and unable to lift my head.
Gu Yao gently pushed Bu Shaoluan's shoulder, suppressing a soft moan from his lips, "Your Majesty, we are going on an autumn hunt tomorrow, so please don't be foolish."
Looking into those clear eyes, Bu Shaoluan clicked his tongue softly and regretfully let go of her hand.
Gu Yao breathed a sigh of relief and reached for the book under the bed, but was stopped by Bu Shaoluan.
"Ah Tang would be better off resting, otherwise I can't guarantee I won't do anything."
Bu Shaoluan smiled mischievously, revealing an adorable dimple at the corner of her lips.
He looked like an innocent young boy.
The threat in the words was obvious.
Gu Yao wisely withdrew his hand.
Bu Shaoluan smiled even more broadly, hugged Gu Yao tightly, gently brushed the hair from Gu Yao's forehead, and placed a kiss on his forehead.
"Ah Tang, go to sleep."
With her eyes closed, Bu Shaoluan smiled a happy and content smile.
Young people have a good physique and plenty of energy, so being so close made Gu Yao feel a bit hot.
Wanting someone to open up, I turned my head and looked at the boy's face in the dim candlelight, where he had a sweet smile.
Gu Yao looked away.
It doesn't seem very hot anymore.
A dreamless night.
Gu Yao "friendly" declined the boy's offer to ride in the carriage with him.
What a joke! We've finally been able to breathe free air, of course we're going to ride horses and gallop freely!
Two grown men riding in a carriage together—maybe we should just forget about it.
Bu Shaoluan sighed regretfully and slowly mounted his horse.
The imperial hunting grounds were located at Beiyan Mountain. They were the royal hunting grounds where members of the royal family loved to hunt and compete in archery.
Although Bu Shaoluan was the emperor, he was still a young man. He had always been confined to the palace, and this was his first time visiting the hunting grounds, so everything was new and exciting to him.
Gu Yao looked at the young man on horseback, a smile playing on his lips and eyes, exuding a unique charm. He casually held the riding whip, dressed in black riding attire, his figure upright, truly resembling a proud and unrestrained noble young master.
This caused Gu Yao to lose his composure for a moment.
Only then did he realize that Bu Shaoluan was just a teenager.
Perhaps because his gaze had lingered on the boy for too long, Bu Shaoluan seemed to sense something, turned his head to look at Gu Yao and smiled, "Is the Grand Master looking at me like that to have a horsemanship contest? The prize is just one condition, how about it?"
Bu Shaoluan's smile was bright and carefree, carrying a unique youthful vigor, like a bird that had broken free from its restraints, soaring freely in the sky.
Gu Yao gripped the riding whip, a desire to compete unexpectedly stirring within him.
A carefree smile spread across his face, and with a flick of his whip, a clear and unrestrained sound reached the boy's ears.
"Then let's try it."
The boy's eyes darkened. On the white steed, a handsome young man dressed in black riding clothes of the same material outlined his slender and upright figure. His flamboyant and unrestrained appearance was something the boy had never seen before.
Unexpectedly, Ah Tang is so vibrant after leaving the palace walls.
Seeing the two make a bet, before Shen Shenwei could stop them, the young man cracked his whip and chased after the receding figure.
He sighed, but wisely refrained from disturbing their time alone.
All he could do was instruct the Imperial Guards to protect the two men's safety.
The imperial guards who went hunting were all elite troops, so there shouldn't be any problems.
Shen Shenwei tried to reassure himself, but he couldn't calm down once he saw the two of them.