I know I was wrong

When Yan Shirong woke up the next day, she felt dizzy and weak, and she kept sneezing.The prince's illness is the top priority in this mansion, the whole mansion is surrounded by him, nervous, Cheng Gui dare not delay, hurriedly go to the medical hall to ask for a doctor.

"Come back." Yan Shirong held him back: "Please ask some doctor, there are only a few medicines left and right, you just grab a few."

Yan Shirong's body has been in poor health since he was poisoned by the Sumeru flower, and he often falls ill easily. When he is very sick, he can diagnose his own pulse and prescribe the right medicine.

Cheng Gui thought for a while and couldn't rest assured of Yan Shirong's medical skills, so he went to the medical hall and invited a doctor to have a look.

After recuperating for a few more days, when Yan Shirong wanted to spend the seventh month in the mansion, a decree was delivered in the palace, asking Yan Shirong to dress neatly and accompany all civil and military officials to the gate of the city to welcome Huairou General Wu Xiao back to Beijing.

Yan Shirong coughed twice and accepted the imperial edict.

General Huairou has returned to Beijing.

Ten years ago, there was a saying in the market, the great Wei Fuyuan and Huairou, the Rakshasa ghosts on the battlefield were sad.General Fuyuan is Xue Lin, and General Huairou is Wu Xiao.

Wu Xiao was born in a poor family, and he joined the army because he admired Xue Lin's heroism. It is said that after the Xueling battle, the two even worshiped the leader and became a pair of brothers with different surnames.After the Xue family lost power, Wu Xiao became the new god of war in the Great Wei Dynasty. He was always invincible. He guarded the northern frontier of Fengyaguan for seven years, winning all the battles in the northern region.Recently, the Rongfeng Army of the enemy country has been defeated, and the squadron has returned to the court.

The next day, Yan Shirong got up late, and when he put on the boa robe and the ruby ​​and jade crown, he ran to the gate of the city. The courtiers lined up neatly, and Yan Qing had already spoken to Wu Xiao.

Yan Shirong ran all the way, the jade crown was so crooked that it was about to fall off, so he simply took off the jade crown and held it in his hand.The person beside him sneered lightly, Yan Shirong met the voice and saw that it was Li Zhu.

"It's late." Yan Shirong said.

"I guessed it too." Li Zhu made room for him, "Just stand here, aren't you looking for scolding before you go down?"

Yan Shirong thought about it, and then Li Zhu lowered his voice and said: "I look at this General Huairou, although his title has the word 'rou', he seems like a difficult person to get along with."

"How to say?"

"Before you didn't come, didn't look at it, that guy was so ostentatious, he didn't get off his horse to pay his respects until the emperor walked up to him."

"Maybe it's because I've lived at the border for a long time and forgot the etiquette."

Li Zhu was noncommittal, raised his head, and nodded his chin at the soldiers behind Wu Xiao, "See, your eyes are going to the sky."

Yan Shirong stretched out his head to have a look, and the soldiers behind him really looked arrogant, even the horses were snorting impatiently.

Li Zhu concluded: "Barbarians. After all, it is the poor people who come out of the poor mountains and rivers."

While talking, Yan Shirong saw Xue Cuo being called forward by Yan Qing, and started talking to Wu Xiao.That's right, in terms of seniority, Xue Cuo had to call Wu Xiao uncle.

I also saw Wu Xiao pat Xue Cuo on the shoulder twice with a smile, showing a very familiar look.Yan Qing smiled at them gently.

Yan Shirong was bored watching it, and even yawned twice.

Seeing his listless look, Li Zhu said, "You haven't recovered from the cold yet? Why do you come here every month?"

Yan Shirong squinted at him, but refused to answer.

Li Zhu saw that he was really uncomfortable, so he said: "If you are sleepy, you can go back to the house now to make up for the cage sleep. Don't make a joke at the celebration banquet tonight."

Yan Shirong waved his hand: "It's still the same as before, I can retreat after two sips of wine."

Li Zhu opened his eyes wide and gave Yan Shirong an elbow: "Hey! Look!"

Yan Shirong followed his gaze and saw Wu Xiao patted Yan Qing's shoulder like he patted Xue Cuo's shoulder.

This action should be done by the elders to the younger generation, Wu Xiao did it naturally, everyone was worried, this person has committed a crime of disrespect, the courtiers looked at each other, Wu Xiao only smiled at Yan Qing kindly, Yan Qing turned to laugh When they got up, they didn't know what to say.

Yan Shirong glanced at Xue Cuo from a distance, Xue Cuo stood aside, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, Yan Qing took Wu Xiao and all the officials back to the palace, and the palace was brightly red with lights and festoons.

Since Yan Qing succeeded to the throne, he has always advocated frugality. A banquet of this scale for civil and military officials is rare. In addition, today is the Tanabata Qixi Festival.

Dawei has always had such a custom, no matter men, women, old or young, as long as they have a crush, they will wrap a red thread around the little finger on the day of Qixi Festival, praying for the blessing of the gods on this relationship.

It has been passed down to this day, every Qixi Festival, people will tie a red thread on the little finger, and when the hand hangs down naturally, the red thread will fall to the ankle.If you meet someone with the same mind, you can tie the red lines of the two together, connect the lines, and hold hands, which means that I am willing to walk with you on this journey.

So today the Great Wei Palace is extremely lively.

From eunuchs as young as eight or nine years old, to veterans as old as ten years old, everyone's little finger is wrapped around the red line, and the palace is full of happiness. Everyone has something to look forward to.Yan Shirong was naughty when he was a child, and he had led many old officials with red lines. Several old officials from different political parties saw that Yan Shirong had led him and Lao Buxiu together, and they were so angry that they blew their beards and stared.Their eyes were cloudy and their fingers were weak, but they twisted the thread tighter and tighter.

The old ministers on both sides turned over the old accounts while resolving and repaying them. You talk about my dusty past, and I talk about your deeply buried dark history.

Xu thought of Yan Shirong's bad deeds when he was a child, Yan Qing looked around and asked, "Where is Little Six?"

"Here, we're having wine over there." Zhuo Ling raised his finger and pointed to the side, Yan Shirong was toasting with others, very unruly.Yan Qing just smiled and sighed, and ignored him.

Looking back, Yan Qing glanced at Zhuo Ling's empty fingertips, not to mention the red line, which didn't even have a ring on it.Just when she was about to speak, Zhuo Ling took her hand back unnaturally.

In the morning, the maid wanted to tie a red thread to Zhuo Ling, but she shook her head and said no.

A long time ago, she was also looking forward to the Qixi Festival every day, and she had a red line with her husband-in-law, so she would have a logical reason to follow him all day long.

But now, she doesn't want to follow anyone.

Just as she was hurting, she heard a muffled sound, and Yan Shirong rolled out from the table, laughing nonchalantly.

Yan Qing heard that he should have fallen hard, so he asked: "Are you drunk?"

Yan Shirong turned over and sat up, and said confidently: "Drunk!"

Yan Qing shook his head and waved his hands, "You're worthless, you're so drunk before the banquet even started. Forget it, go back home and rest."

Although there was anger in his words, there was no trace of blame in his eyes.

Yan Shirong got the order and left happily.On the way, the eunuch was ordered to send a car for him, but he declined: "I was a little dizzy, and the car wobbled again. If I vomit later, it will be fine."

The eunuch had no choice but to let him go.

Walking out of the main hall, Yan Shirong saw Jiang Yue leading the dancer to perform the dance, with fluttering green sleeves and a graceful figure.When passing by, Jiang Yue just glanced at him coldly, with a sneer, stepped on lotus steps into the hall.Yan Shirong wondered to himself, could it be that last time he and his elder sister humiliated her at the Seven Hearts Banquet, making her hold grudges till now?

But he didn't take it seriously, Yan Shirong stole Fusheng for half a day tonight, and happily left the palace gate.

Men and women on the street are all tied with red strings, and they go out in pairs, which makes people envious.At the wonton stand at the gate of the palace, there was a young man in green shirt waving to him, Yan Shirong looked at it, he looked a little familiar, walked over and took a closer look, it turned out that it was Shen Xi's.

Seeing him coming, Shen Zhuzhi turned his head to the boss and said, "Add another bowl, no chopped green onion."

Yan Shirong asked: "How do you know I don't eat green onions?"

Shen Zhuzhi smiled slightly, mysteriously: "I know everything about you."

Yan Shirong didn't take it seriously, just smiled, when the wontons came, he started to eat.

He didn't eat anything in the palace just now, but he ate with an open stomach outside the palace.Shen Zhuzhi watched Yan Shirong finish eating his bowl, and wanted to take his own bowl away.Yan Shirong pushed the bowl: "I'm not used to sharing a bowl with others, and I'm already full."

Shen Zhuzhi showed an unnatural smile: "That's it."

Yan Shirong asked him: "Why did you come to Beijing?"

Hearing this, the silent eyes lit up: "Today is Qixi Festival."

Yan Shirong understood: "The person you like lives in the capital."

Shen Zhuzhi nodded, looked at him and smiled: "He lives in the capital, it took me a long time and traveled a long way before I saw him."

Yan Shirong asked again: "Where are the others? Why are you eating wonton here alone?"

Shen Zhuozhi thought for a while, and finally summoned up his courage and said, "He is sitting opposite me now."

Yan Shirong was stunned.

Shen Zhuzhi lowered his head and pinched his own red thread, not daring to look at Yan Shirong, he just said: "Qixi is really interesting, it seems that today everyone is expressing their feelings to their sweetheart. Right here where we are sitting, I see two couples We have tied red lines with each other... so I thought, if I sit here, the chances of success will be higher."

He bit his lip, not daring to look at Yan Shirong: "Little prince... I have liked you for a long, long time."

When Yan Shirong heard these words while sipping tea, he couldn't help but look up at him, something seemed to light up in Shen Zhu's eyes.

After a long time, Yan Shirong said: "I have someone I like, and I have liked him for a long, long time."

"What kind of person?"

Yan Shirong stood up, thinking back: "I don't like to smile, and his face is always dark as if he wants to eat people, but he... treats me very well, I know it."

"Does he like you too?" Before he finished speaking, he thought he was a little funny, how could anyone not like Yan Shirong.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shirong shook his head and said bitterly: "He has someone else he likes."

Shen Zhu's eyes turned red, bit his lips and said, "I'm sorry..."

Yan Shirong talked to him carefully, suddenly his body felt strange, his heart was itchy, and his whole body was hot.

He was not breathing well, and a thought popped up in his heart, but he couldn't believe it, and tried his best to bear it.

Shen Chuzhi held his hand tightly and said, "My lord, I'm sorry..."

Yan Shirong trembled when he held her, and suddenly came to her senses——

Did this kid drug him?

Yan Shirong waved his hand away, Shen Zhuzhi could only hold his arm instead, and murmured: "Really... I'm sorry... I can't help it..."

There was already fine sweat on his forehead, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I want to go back to the palace."

Shen Zhuzhi gritted his teeth.

Yan Shirong pushed him away forcefully, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and walked towards Sihua Lane step by step.There are many tourists on the street, spending the festive season together in pairs, no one noticed Yan Shirong who was holding on to the wall.

The properties of this medicine were really overbearing, he soon felt exhausted, his body was a little shaky, his whole body was unusually hot, every step was like stepping on the edge of a knife.But he had no choice but to bite his fingers to calm himself down, and groped with memory.

Shen Zhuzhi followed up, and said timidly, "I'll take you back."

Yan Shirong said: "Don't touch me!!!"

Shen Zhuo lowered his head and vainly supported him.

Yan Shirong's vision is no longer clear, and his body is also heavy and unbearable.Accidentally, he stepped on a rock and fell straight down.

"Ah!" Shen Zhuzhi exclaimed, and rushed to pull him, but was kicked away.

Suddenly Yan Shirong stretched out a pair of hands in front of him, it was a very wide sleeve robe, and there was a red lotus tattooed on the sleeve, with twelve petals in full.Yan Shirong's body was heavy, and with those hands, he no longer had any strength.

Yan Shirong finally heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a hoarse voice: "It came too slowly."

Xue Cuo's heart sank when he heard the hoarse voice, "It's my fault."

"Ayu..." He pulled Yan Shirong into his arms, carefully whispering close to his lips, "It's my fault..."

He murmured with bewilderment, fear and trembling.

It was just before the palace banquet, Xue Cuo managed to get away, and asked the guard Yan Shirong's whereabouts all the way, and finally found him at the entrance of this alley.It was only after one look that he realized that the little prince he had put on his heart had become so embarrassed.

He has been in Honglian Division for a long time, and he has never seen any dirty things. He can't bear the fact that someone is plotting against Yan Shirong like this.

After supporting Yan Shirong and pulling him closer to his arms, Xue Cuo looked at Shen Zhuzhi coldly, the sharp edge in his eyes slashing at him like a sword.

Xue Cuo's face was as frosty as he said: "Little son Shen, if you go back to Pianjiang tonight, Xue can still spare your life for the sake of Marquis Pianjiang. If you still want to be obsessed with people who don't belong to you, Then I, Honglian, will definitely disturb Pianjiang and never have a peaceful day."

Shen Zhuzhi gritted his teeth, tightened his grip on his red thread, and got up on the ground.

【"I don't like to smile, and my face is always so dark that I want to eat people, but he... treats me very well, I know it."】

【"Does he like you too?"

"He has someone else he likes."]

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked back at Yan Shirong whose eyes softened in Xue Cuo's arms, and left sadly.

Under the moonlight, the green shirt looked extraordinarily lonely.

How could he have someone else he liked?Eyes so sincere and intensely stained with love cannot be faked.

He obviously likes you too.

When Xue Cuo sent Yan Shirong back to the palace, everyone in the palace came out to help.

Xue Cuo yelled angrily "Get out", and everyone scattered in panic.

The people in the mansion were really worried about the lord, they asked Chenggui in a low voice: "Our lord won't do anything good or bad, will he?"

Cheng Gui glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I think the commander is going to beat up my grandfather."

Cheng Gui drove everyone away, locked the door outside the courtyard, and said triumphantly: "It's impossible for him to beat our lord."

But he didn't know that Xue Cuo in the room really wanted to beat Yan Shirong.

The shadows of the lanterns are indistinct, and the moonlight is graceful.

Yan Shirong took off his clothes, exposing his jade-like upper body, and kept rubbing against Xue Cuo.

Bo red stained his whole body, Xue Cuo said in a hoarse voice, "Calm down."

Yan Shirong's eyes were full of lust, his brows were watery, and he moved his body impatiently: "I can't calm down!"

"Help……"

Xue Cuo took two steps back.

"Help me……"

He took another two steps back, his heart pounding.

"Brother Cangyu... help me."

There is no way to retreat, there is a wall behind him, and Yan Shirong's chest is in front of him.

Xue Cuo couldn't bear it anymore and picked up Yan Shirong, but put him gently on the bed.

He felt that Yan Shirong's body turned red again.At this time, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, his five fingers inserted into Xue Cuo's slender fingers, and the palm of his hand rubbed the back of Xue Cuo's hand again and again.And then slowly, slowly lead him all the way down, through the stacked fabric, and down...

Yan Shirong's body was hot, and his whole body was sweating profusely. He grabbed Xue Cuo's clothes and pulled Xue Cuo onto the bed.Before Xue Cuo could react, he turned over and climbed onto Xue Cuo's body, reached out to untie his clothes, but couldn't do anything, just tore open a piece of white chest in front of the collar, and was already out of breath.

The little prince said with three points of grievance and seven points of lust: "You bully people."

Xue Cuo was still trying to relieve him, and when he heard the words, he squeezed lightly, and said angrily: "I bully people? Since I was a child, I taught you not to eat food from strangers, but you still want to eat it, and now something has happened. "

Yan Shirong didn't listen to Xue Cuo's words so much, he felt his tailbone numb, and stared at Xue Cuo with his dark eyes: "Brother Cangyu...I feel so uncomfortable."

Xue Cuo gasped.

At this moment, Yan Shirong was naked, and the things under her body were pink and tender, showing a nice curve.Xue Cuo rubbed it on the top, watching Yan Shirong's expression carefully.

Yan Shirong's peach blossom eyes seemed to be narrowed but not narrowed, like a kitten in early spring, with a moan or two, the top was wet and slippery, Xue Cuo stroked him from top to bottom.

When he felt comfortable, Yan Shirong lay softly on Xue Cuo's body, touching Xue Cuo's stomach from time to time, Xue Cuo asked: "Comfortable?"

Yan Shirong snorted lightly, and then he answered, and seemed to be shy again, and opened his mouth to bite Xue Cuo's shoulder.

The movements of Xue Cuo's hands stopped abruptly, Yan Shirong hummed uncomfortably, as if falling to the bottom of a cloud for a moment, his expression became impatient again.

Xue Cuo thought, Yan Shirong probably showed this side to many people, men and women, what is he, Xue Cuo?For Yan Shirong tonight, it was nothing more than alleviating a need.

"Do you like me treating you like this?" Xue Cuo couldn't help asking.

Yan Shirong ignored him, and wanted to stretch out his hand to fiddle with him. As soon as he touched it, his hand was pinched by Xue Cuo. A circle bound Yan Shirong's troubled hands.

Yan Shirong: "???"

Xue Cuo touched his top repeatedly, and whispered in his ear like a persuasive voice: "Do you like it?"

Yan Shirong was caught off guard by being manipulated like this, so he could only whisper: "I like it..."

Xue Cuo turned him over suddenly, smoothed his pink front with one hand and kneaded his white buttocks with the other, and asked with a deceptive hoarse voice: "Do you want me to continue?"

Yan Shirong panted like a cat: "I want..."

Xue Cuo was playing tricks quickly, and asked in a hateful voice: "Are you treating everyone—"

He didn't ask the rest, not only because he was afraid of the answer, but also because Yan Shirong was too tall.

Xue Cuo's hands were sticky, and he felt very satisfied when he heard Yan Shirong panting in his ear.He didn't dare to think about anything else, and he didn't dare to ask, for fear of being disappointed.

Yan Shirong calmed down a little, and asked Xue Cuo, "What?"

Eyes blurred, cheeks flushed, Xue Cuo accidentally kissed his lips——

He missed the lips for a long time.

Xue Cuo's tongue drove straight in, and Yan Shirong retreated steadily. If he hid, Xue Cuo would lightly pat his backside, and then squeeze him tightly into his chest.Yan Shirong had no choice but to let Xue Cuo sweep every corner of his mouth, he couldn't escape or avoid it.

Yan Shirong's bound hands accidentally touched the hot spot where Xue Cuo raised his head, and rubbed against it lightly, his hands were slippery.Suspecting that the thing was hotter than his own, he climbed up with a few fingers and kneaded it gently.

Being touched by him like this, Xue Cuo was even more convinced that Yan Shirong was experienced, so he couldn't get angry, thinking that this kid's reputation as a romantic was really true, and he couldn't guard against it by day and night... So Xue Cuo fiercely pushed back His slap made Yan Shirong exclaim repeatedly.

Xue Cuo turned him over, put his bound hands obediently on top of his head, his white and tender buttocks had to face him shyly, his eyes were dark, and he could vaguely see one of the pink and tender back holes two.

He originally wanted to relieve Yan Shirong and leave, but he didn't know that he overestimated his concentration, and he couldn't get away from this situation.

Maybe he also wanted to stay in his heart, but suddenly the hot light in his eyes burned even more intensely, and he found that Yan Shirong's hand had slipped down at some point, he took out the ointment beside the pillow, and stretched out his fingers to dip it into the ointment with difficulty. Send it to your back...

The red thread trembled.

Yan Shirong had read a lot of books in Zhuoling Mansion before, but now he was burnt by the aphrodisiac, and he had forgotten all about it. He vaguely remembered that he wanted to spread his back with a few fingers dipped in ointment. Thinking this way, And so it was done.

Xue Cuo's face was almost distorted by his anger, and he patted his buttocks several times, took the balm from his hand, took out a large piece and moistened it in his hand, and one finger had already entered his acupoint.

Yan Shirong let out a moan.

The finger ignited fire around his back, flexible as a snake, and pressed to several incredible places, Yan Shirong's legs were tense, and her shell-like toes were also curled up.

"Brother Cangyu...Brother Cangyu..." The medicinal effect came and went, when Yan Shirong was provoked by his hands like this, he felt the emptiness behind him, but besides calling Xue Cuo, he really didn't know what to do.

When Xue Cuo was called out like this, the thing under his crotch hardened again, looking at Yan Shirong's face flushed with lust, his eyes blurred, and his lips more red and attractive than ever before, he felt resentment in his heart, and he didn't know How many people have seen him like this.Xue Cuo sent another finger inside.

It was tight inside, and Xue Cuo stirred and pressed it for a long time before it gradually softened. As soon as his prescription was relaxed, Xue Cuo immediately made an inch and added another finger.Yan Shirong was almost crying and said, "Slow down... slowly, brother Cangyu..." Xue Cuo couldn't see him like this, so he covered his eyes with one hand, his palm was wet.

Xue Cuo finally couldn't help but said: "Is it the same with others?"

So slutty?So gorgeous?It's so...unbearable?

Yan Shirong's lips parted and closed, his eyelashes trembled slightly: "I didn't..."

Didn't do it with others.

His open mouth was covered by Xue Cuo's hand, covering it softly and tightly in the palm of his hand, Xue Cuo didn't want to listen.

Looking at his blurred eyes, he finally couldn't help but squeeze the impatience under his body into his acupoint.

Even if he didn't believe it, Xue Cuo was very happy to get this sentence.At the very beginning, he lifted Yan Shirong's leg, and slowly opened a path along the dense layers of soft flesh.

Yan Shirong bit her lip and sobbed a few times.

"Does it hurt?" Xue Cuo asked him hoarsely.

Yan Shirong was afraid that he would take it away, so he said: "It doesn't hurt..."

Xue Cuo leaned down and kissed his reddish ear, but this action went deeper, Yan Shirong let out a muffled snort.

Xue Cuo slowly fucked, and at the same time untied the red thread that tied his hands. Yan Shirong thought he would throw it away at will, but he didn't—he actually tied the two red threads that were connected to each other, and tied one end Pointing at his little finger, one end was tied to his...

Yan Shirong's heart was about to tremble, her throat choked up, and her intestines couldn't help but tighten.

Xue Cuo was almost confessed by him, but immediately opened and closed, Yan Shirong seemed to be on the clouds, rising and falling with Xue Cuo's movements, allowing him to do whatever he wanted in his body.

As long as he likes it.Yan Shirong thought, even if he died, so what?

Xue Cuo said: "Today I have drawn a red line with you, and we have to go the same way in the past. I don't care about everything before, and you are not allowed to provoke others anymore."

Yan Shirong hadn't answered yet, or maybe Xue Cuo didn't expect to get his answer at all, so he started fucking again and again.

The in-feed was about to get the tip into the innermost part of his pussy, but the out-feed was only slightly stuck to his outermost folds.In and out, repeated like this for an unknown number of times, Yan Shirong's mind went blank, and his heart felt slightly numb. He was comfortable and happy, and he couldn't help but feel a feeling of being held on the tip of his heart.

Xue Cuo touched Yan Shirong's front end, and ejaculated from there again at some point. He smeared the white turbidity upwards, and wiped a winding line on his lower abdomen, red cherry, Adam's apple, and chin.

The red line between the two is still connected, Xue Cuo thought, this person is his own now.

Even if only now.

After dozens of fierce fucks, Xue Cuo kissed the corner of his mouth, and ejaculated from the inside. Yan Shirong fell asleep exhausted.

After Xue Cuo cleaned up for him, he also fell asleep next to him.

The lid of the balm was not closed, and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus came out one after another, and the night was filled with a galaxy of emotions.

When Xue Cuo woke up, he saw Yan Shirong was still sleeping soundly, his long eyelashes cast a row of shadows on his fair face, his mouth was slightly pursed, and he looked very obedient.He couldn't help it, and gently pressed his lips to his lips, then untied the red thread of his two fingers, and hid it in his arms.

At dawn, Xue Cuo left the prince's mansion.

The lid of the balm was not closed, and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus came out one after another, and the night was filled with a galaxy of emotions.

When Xue Cuo woke up, he saw Yan Shirong was still sleeping soundly, his long eyelashes cast a row of shadows on his fair face, his mouth was slightly pursed, and he looked very obedient.He couldn't help it, and gently pressed his lips to his lips, then untied the red thread of two fingers, and hid it in his arms.

At dawn, Xue Cuo left the prince's mansion.

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