The Submissive Emperor

"Chengjun, let's do something else?" Lou Jing unbuttoned the moon-white undershirt, walked on Xiao Chengjun's chest with one hand, and slid into the underpants to hold the place and rub it slowly.

"Don't... anything else?" Xiao Chengjun's breathing was a bit short, and his dark eyes widened and looked at Lou Jing. Then he knew it, frowned slightly, sat up with one hand and half-sit up, embraced the back of his neck, and kissed guiltily. Kiss his lips, "I thought that I would not be able to consummate the house until the day I marry you again, but now it's really unfair to you."

Xiao Chengjun looked at Lou Jing with a soft heart. He naturally wanted to be more intimate with Lou Jing, but...now he can't give him a name, is it a bit abrupt?

Lou Jing was stunned, only to realize that his prince and husband still didn't understand what he was thinking about, and could not help but curl his lips. Holding a slightly reddish ear, "We are cheating now, have you forgotten your Highness?"

"Steal... cheating?" Xiao Chengjun trembled, and his ears suddenly became red.

Lou Jing smiled and stretched out his hand, and from the shirt on the side of the bed, he took out an ink-lacquered small box, which was clearly engraved with plum blossoms and branches. After years of experience on the battlefield, he has developed the habit of taking medicine with him. Since leaving the palace, Lou Jing has taken this thing with him as medicine.

"Chengjun, how about we round the house?" Lou Jing said with a dumb voice, kissing the red ear.

"Okay..." Xiao Chengjun sighed softly, rolled over and pressed Lou Jing under him, looking at the man who was laughing upside down, couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, and asked his future queen to raise this matter by himself. He is the husband of him. Dereliction of duty. Reaching out the snow-colored shirt on Lou Jing's body, revealing the white and well-proportioned chest, he slowly dropped a soft kiss on it.

Lou Jing’s body grew extremely well-proportioned every inch and every foot due to the practice of internal martial arts, and the lines were smooth and unobtrusive. When you carefully touch it, you can feel the tyrannical force under the beautiful skin, as if one The slender and lazy snow leopard is extremely attractive.

With Xiao Chengjun slowly sucking a kiss on his neck, Lou Jing stretched out his hand, stroking it all the way from the back of his neck to his waist, put his hand into the underpants of His Royal Highness of Fujian, and held two pieces of the perfect circle that Xiao had long dreamed of. . Slowly caressed, kneaded gently, and as Xiao Chengjun kissed, the strength in his hand gradually increased, and he slowly slipped between the two strands, heading towards the confinement place.

"Huh?" Xiao Chengjun was startled and looked up at him.

Lou Jing chuckled, and suddenly turned over to press His Royal Highness under the King of Min. When his legs were suspended in the air, Lou Jing pulled off the underpants that were in the way, and got stuck between his slender legs. Paint locket.

"Zhuyu, you..." Xiao Chengjun realized that the so-called round room his crown princess actually wanted his body, "No, no, I am the husband."

"Yes, your Royal Highness is the husband," Lou Jing dug out a piece of grease from the ink lacquer box with his fingertips. "It's just that we don't have a status now. If your Royal Highness wants to be fair to me, it should be so." As he said, he kissed Xiao Chengjun's lips, and drowned all his objections. The greased hand reached there, swirled and kneaded gently, and tried to poke half of his finger in.

"Hmm..." Xiao Chengjun snorted and opened his eyes wide, feeling that Lou Jing was right. He was indeed a husband, and he would be like this before and after. Now he can't give a name, and it is indeed unfair to Lou Jing. However, it seems that something is wrong.

His Royal Highness Min Wang, who was irritated by that finger and unresponsive, felt that it was wrong, and could not think of any rebuttal, so he could only get into his body with that finger.

"Chengjun, today someone told me about the business of repairing river channels. These are not legitimate things. I am afraid that I will do more excessive things in the future." Lou Jing slowly moved his fingers and leaned over Xiao Chengjun's chest. Kiss softly, "I'm afraid one day you will suspect and jealous of me, and put me in the ranks of rebellious officials, for fear that you will marry someone else after you become the throne."

Xiao Chengjun was stunned. It turned out that he was not only doing this because of love, but also testing his bottom line, confirming his intentions time and time again. I couldn't help but smile. I really can't give him any guarantee as I am now, nothing more, if he wants to give it to him, as long as it can make him feel more at ease.

Thinking like this, Xiao Chengjun's body relaxed.

Lou Jing licked her lips, peeked in with two fingers, while holding a pink fruit, grabbed it with the tip of her teeth and licked it.

Xiao Chengjun frowned, turned his head to one side, and pressed his lips to stop the voice in his mouth.

Lou Jing had no previous experience. He just read that book. He recalled what the first article said, "The man was in pain for the first time, and he was so painful when he was slowly..." Therefore, he did not dare to go ahead, concentrating on the development, and all the way from his ears. Kiss to the lower abdomen to soothe the person under him.

The gentle movements comforted those slight fears. Xiao Chengjun looked at the top of the tent, and the feeling of foreign objects invading was not good, but with Lou Jing's movements, his body became warmer and he couldn't help reaching out to touch The front end was held by a slender hand.

It was already able to hold four fingers, Lou Jing dug some more grease and spread it evenly, grabbed the hand that Xiao Chengjun was trying to touch, clasped his five fingers, pressed it to the pillow, and panted, "It hurts. to beat."

Xiao Chengjun looked at Lou Jing, who was sweating profusely. Knowing that he had endured hard, he bit his lower lip and nodded slowly.

Lou Jing stretched out his hand and opened his chin, "Don't bite, if it hurts, just bite me." As he said, he leaned over and handed his shoulder to Xiao Chengjun's lips, and at the same time stepped in.

"Ah..." Xiao Chengjun squeezed Lou Jing's hand in an instant, his neck leaned back vigorously, and his whole body trembled, "It hurts...it hurts...well...get out, go out...ah..."

Lou Jing stroked the top of the hair of the person under him, and kept kissing him, "Yuan Lang, Yuan Lang, don't be afraid."

Hearing this title, Xiao Chengjun gradually calmed down and looked back at him.

Lou Jing smiled and touched the tip of his nose, "Yuan Lang..." slowly pushed in, submerging Xiao Chengjun's whole body.

"Hmm..." Xiao Chengjun gripped the sheets tightly under his body. When he was a child, his mother and concubine would call him like this when he was crying, and his father would call him like this when he was smiling. The title Yuanlang was deeply engraved on him. In his bone marrow, the pain of the body was strangely diminished.

Lou Jing looked at Xiao Chengjun, whose face was pale in pain, and hugged him distressedly. After he eased the pain, he moved slowly.

The initial pain gradually eased with gentle movements. After the pain reached numbness, a scorching heat gradually rose, until Lou Jing touched a certain place, Xiao Chengjun's body couldn't stop shaking.

"Here?" Lou Jing chuckled, slowly speeding up his movements, and jabbing at that place.

"Well, don't...aha..." Xiao Chengjun didn't know what he was talking about, chaotically letting others do things on him, only feeling that he had fallen into a long dream, like a Ye Xiaozhou floating and sinking in the vast river.

Such a beautiful feeling is too tempting. The two young people first knew what it was like. They were in ecstasy and couldn't stop them. They waited until the drums were beaten three times before the tossing was considered to stop.

Xiao Chengjun was already unable to say anything. She was limp on the bed and shivered constantly, letting Lou Jing caress him over and over again. When his breathing finally calmed down, he couldn't help falling into a deep sleep. The moment after falling asleep, Xiao Chengjun was still muttering to himself, this person is obviously the first time, why can he toss like this?

Lou Jing looked at His Royal Highness the King of Fujian who slept quietly, and the smile on his face couldn't fall. He ordered Lexian to prepare hot water at night, and waited for the tub to be ready before he got up and hugged the sleeping person. Clean.

The next day, Anshun still knocked on the door in time, "His Royal Highness, it's time to get up."

Xiao Chengjun opened his eyes tiredly, moved a little, and couldn't help groaning. His body was dry, and there was not much pain there, but his waist and thighs were so sore that it was difficult for him to hold up his body.

"I went to the palace and said that His Royal Highness is unwell and cannot go to court today." Lou Jing closed his eyes, circled the person trying to get up into his arms, and said loudly to Anshun Road outside the door.

"How can this be?" Xiao Chengjun frowned, struggling to get up.

"Your Highness goes up to court like this, so you won't be afraid that people will see it?" Lou Jing opened his eyes, smiled and licked the purple mark on Xiao Chengjun's neck.

Xiao Chengjun was taken aback. He stretched out his hand and found out a small bronze mirror on Dubaoge in the bed. The rest was okay. There really was a small green-red hickey on his neck. He glared at Lou Jing angrily and turned to face. Lie down in the bed.

Lou Jing sent Anshun to the palace to report with a sullen smile, grabbing His Royal Highness's shoulders, and whispered softly: "Hold your powers and bide your time. You should fish for three days and hang on the net for two days. Otherwise, seeing you so diligent, the emperor should think more about it. NS."

Xiao Chengjun ignored him and closed his eyes. For so many years, he had never been slack in this way. Hearing Lou Jing's lure in his ears, he felt a little lazy in his heart. I can't go to the palace anymore, so I just get back to sleep.

After sending Anshun into the palace, Lou Jing lay down on his side, kneading his sore waist for His Highness the King of Min, and coaxing him to sleep. Then he got up, dressed neatly, and told Lexian to guard outside the door and prepare to leave the wall. .

"Shizi, you can go by the side door." Chang En frowned and prevented Lou Jing from jumping on the roof.

Lou Jing raised his eyebrows, and unexpectedly prepared the door for him, "No, it's too inconvenient to walk through, just over the wall." Looking back at the closed door, he smiled and explained that Chang En had prepared him in the afternoon. Fan jumped onto the wall and quickly disappeared into the dim light in the morning.

At this moment Lou Jing was naturally reluctant to leave Xiao Chengjun, but this morning his second uncle and aunt were leaving Beijing, so he had to send them off.

At the court, Emperor Chunde held a memorial and said solemnly: "Someone has written a letter, suggesting that the King of Min should go to supervise the repair of the river."

Zhao Duan, the left minister, was startled and quietly looked at Xiao Chengjun's position. He was surprised to find that the diligent King of Min did not come to court, and he could not help but secretly relieved. If Xiao Chengjun was here, Emperor Chunde had no reason to refuse this question.

---------------------------- River Crab Replenishing Fan Wai ------------------- -

Middle-aged crisis (two) [see Chapter 31 in the previous paragraph]

Xiao Chengjun watched for a long while, but didn't see Lou Jing, thinking that the man couldn't stand these acid words and ran away. But he was quite interested in these poems, so he didn't rush away.

Suddenly there was a hustle and bustle over there, and Xiao Chengjun looked up and saw a person walking slowly over the arch bridge. Jin Yi Huafu, the figure is like a pine and strong cypress, and his face is like a blazing sun, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Even if I have lived together for more than ten years, I still feel amazed when I suddenly face Lou Jing's face.

I don't know if it's the reason for practicing inner martial arts. Time seems to treat this person very preferentially. That face is not much different from that of the big wedding, and there is no difference in a group of young people.

"This son, is he here to participate in the poetry meeting?" Because of Yu Chao's present-day outstanding male queen, people's pursuit of beautiful men is becoming more and more serious, and there is a faint meaning to move closer to the wind of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Therefore, as soon as Lou Jing appeared, several literati stopped talking and eagerly moved towards him.

"I can't understand the text and ink, I came to listen to the music." Lou Jing waved his hand and prepared to leave, but was stopped by a white-clothed young man.

"Meeting is fate. I'm waiting for a poem meeting here. The son doesn't like to chant poems and make right. It's okay to leave it to us to judge." When the white-clothed son said, his eyes never left Lou Jing's face. Cha said that let the beauties stay and inspire them as Luoshen.

Lou Jing glanced at the young man in white, curled his lips and chuckled, unexpectedly without losing his temper: "What poem are you doing, and what is the title?"

"Originally it was about flowers, not very interesting, why...it was about people?" Another blue-clothed boy came over and said with a smile on his face.

Standing behind Yun Yi, he opened his saber with his thumb.

Lou Jing put one hand behind her back, and held Yun Yi's hand without a trace: "As long as I want to judge, I will decide the question. Just take this blue-clothed brother as the title, how about?"

That Lan Yi said it was about people, but didn't specify who it was about. It was his own idea of ​​writing a poem based on Lou Jing. Lou Jing directly asked him as the subject, which gave everyone a chance to laugh and play. The man in blue refused to allow it: "How can there be a single person directly as the subject..."

"Hey, Brother Luo's words are wrong." A young man in a silver brocade robe came out more and more. He was born handsome and has a brilliant temperament. When the literati around saw him stepping forward, they all gave courtesy. He should be a man of very high status. .

The silver-robed man smiled and bowed to Lou Jing, then looked at the man in blue: "In ancient times, the Tang Wang banquet allowed everyone to use the topic of Concubine Yang. The imperial concubine can still write poems, but Brother Luo can't. ?"

"That's it, is it possible that you are more precious than that of Concubine Yang?"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lou Jing is definitely not an ordinary person. It's okay to get close, but it's not something that these white-body scholars can tease.

The man surnamed Luo flushed, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Zhao, what does this mean? Compare Luo to Concubine Yang!"

Lou Jing looked at the young man who was speaking for him with great interest. His surname was Zhao, perhaps Zhao Jiu's clan.

The son of Zhao did not answer, but directly started poems: "The fairy in white clothes is in the sky, and the doorman is on the ground. Poor Yang Huazhuo, doesn't recognize the color of pears."

There was a moment of silence in the field, and Lou Jing suddenly clapped his hands: "Good poems, good poems."

"Hahahaha, good poetry!"

"Brother Zhao deserves to be Xie Yuan, he has a brilliant literary talent, and I am so ashamed of myself!"

To say how subtle the poem is, it is not. But Miao was quick to respond and came here casually. The white immortal in the sky refers to Lou Jing who suddenly appeared; the Pengmeng on the ground are scholars who humble themselves. I just talked about Concubine Yang, and now I mention Yang Hua, which naturally refers to Luo Shusheng. Linked up means that when the beauty arrives, these young scholars love them and are brilliant. Luo Shusheng, who is not long-eyed, is a **** who can't see the true qualities of a nobleman, so pitiful and hateful.

Lou Jing thought it was very interesting, and invited Young Master Zhao to have a cup of tea. Zhao Gongzi readily agreed, and Le Dian followed Lou Jing to leave, and went to the little Xie tea at Zhutai in the distance.

"This son, Zhao, looks familiar." Anshun looked at the young son, trying hard to see where he was.

It just so happened that Xiao Er came in to put the snacks, looked up and smiled: "Young Master Zhao is very noble, and he forgets the vulgar when he sees it. If you want to come, all the nobles look the same, like this adult, who is called Xiao Xiangna to bow down from afar. ."

"Dang!" The cup in Xiao Chengjun's hand was not stable, and it slid off the table and hit the ground.

Anshun was taken aback, and quickly took out his veil and wiped the emperor's fingers. Xiao Chengjun waved his hand away, took the veil and wiped it, his eyes drifted away from Lou Jing's back.

"Go back." Xiao Chengjun stood up and left directly.

The trip to the palace that was originally enthusiastic, failed. Anshun also didn't know why the emperor was suddenly angry. He was still watching with a smile when the queen was teasing the young ones. Why did Xiao Er pull his face down with a single sentence?

Even after following the emperor since childhood, Anshun sometimes couldn't understand Xiao Chengjun's thoughts.

"The emperor, the queen has returned to the palace, and someone is asking if the emperor is going to Fengyi Palace for dinner." Anshun asked softly.

Xiao Chengjun did not answer, but raised his head and asked a question: "Anshun, do I look old?"

An Shun suddenly realized that the co-author was still worried about that white hair in the morning! Immediately took out his ability to mix in the palace for half a lifetime, and gave comfort to the emperor, and praised the emperor to Maung Bi Pan An, Rong Sheng Song Yu, an emperor through the ages, and everlasting...

----------------------------------------------