Qianfan and Jungui

"Thirteenth... Thirteenth wants to give the best of himself to the emperor, and also wants to adapt..." A girl who is fifteen years old with hairpins and a boy who is twenty years old are in their best years. A smile spread across Huangfu Ye's lips, "Little Thirteen is so good, I can't believe it. Why don't Thirteen kiss me?" Huangfuyan tightened one hand, but the man grabbed it, and his tone was slightly cold: "Why is Thirteen so nervous?" The young man's teeth were chattering, "Thirteen... I can't do it for the time being." Huangfu Ye sneered and rubbed the young man's palm expressionlessly, "Reason." The young man's palm, which was already in severe pain, became even more painful under such pressing and rubbing, and his face turned pale. Huangfu Ye didn't seem to notice it, but pressed harder. It seemed that if he didn't speak, it would only hurt more. The boy desperately resisted the urge to withdraw his hand, "Thirteen... Thirteen is poisoned and will be contagious." Huangfu Ye paused, and his cold voice sounded cold and dangerous, "Who? When?" "One month ago, when Thirteen went out of the palace... He was bumped into by the Minister of Punishment... Thirteen had changed his clothes, but he didn't recognize him and had evil intentions... Thirteen refused, so he poisoned him... He said he couldn't get it, and no one else could even think about it..." "You deserve it! You dare to leave the palace!" Huangfu Ye punished him with a ring, but the force was less than before. "It's Thirteen's fault."

Huangfuyan's nineteenth birthday is coming soon. The birthday of the little emperor is naturally bustling and lively. There was singing and dancing, people drinking and drinking, and envoys from all over the world came to celebrate. But on such a happy day, Huangfu Yan had been feeling uneasy until Huangfu Ye appeared-- "Emperor... Brother Emperor..." "I don't know how to eat people. Why is the emperor so afraid?" Huangfu Ye sat down on the bed and said, "Come here." The young man approached timidly, timidly and wary. "The Emperor is already nineteen, and he will be an adult in one year." Huangfu Ye pinched his chin and said, "Look at me." "Does your Majesty like me?" "Hi, I like..." Huangfu Ye smiled with satisfaction, "Then the emperor should take off his clothes." Under the long sleeves, the boy's hands clenched into fists, "... Yes." The boy's fair and tender skin was clearly visible as he took off his obscene clothes. His skin, as delicate as jade and porcelain, should have been extremely beautiful, but it was ruined by the ubiquitous light scars. Huangfu Ye's cold fingertips scratched the scars, "Does it still hurt?" "No, it doesn't hurt..." "What about this?" After saying this, the man directly tore open the deep scar that had just formed a scab without mercy. For a moment, blood flowed out, and the young man trembled and groaned, "It hurts..." "Then just remember this pain, be good, and I won't punish you. Huh?" The sarcasm in the young man's eyes disappeared fleetingly, "Yes." "Go on." The young man froze, then knelt down with a plop, speaking in a panic, "Thirteen was wrong, please punish me. Thirteen will never resist..." Huangfu Ye raised his chin, "What's wrong? Hasn't Little Thirteen always done a good job? I am also very happy." "Thirteenth really realized his mistake, and the emperor will punish him." "Pa-" A bright red palm print fell on the young man's face, oozing blood. "I don't have that much patience, let's continue!" But this time the boy still didn't obey, he just wiped the blood and continued to kneel down. "What? You just said you should be good, and the emperor regrets it?" Huangfu Ye's voice was deep. "Thirteen, I beg your royal brother to punish you..." The young man's voice was interrupted by the colder voice, "Then... Don't talk to me." "..." It took the young man a long time to come back to his senses. He thought of all the strange things Huangfu Ye did just now, and vaguely seemed to understand something. "Brother Emperor, are you kidding me..." "What you just said, that you like me doesn't count?" The cold voice sounded in my ears, as cold and cold as a poisonous snake, "Why did the emperor forget it again? You have no joke." "Ten... Thirteen is not." The young man's body trembled, "Thirteen said he likes him because he respects and loves the imperial brother, and it will not violate ethics." "Is it against ethics? Thirteen probably doesn't know that this king has no blood relationship with you." Huangfuyan raised his head suddenly. He was probably too shocked by the news and didn't know how to react. "As for your royal brother, he was poisoned to death by your other royal brothers thirty years ago." "In this case, Xiao Shisan doesn't have to worry." Huangfu

Huangfu Ye closed his eyes and said calmly: "Rub it for me, I have a headache." "Yes." The young man lowered his eyebrows. The room was as quiet as ever, but Huangfu Yan's hands were sweating. His heart was still hanging, he was restless, and his strength was gradually becoming uncontrollable. "Thirteen, your hands don't obey you again?" It was clear that the man just spoke calmly, his tone as cold as ever, but the young man trembled violently. He didn't say a word, he just put the ruler on the shelf and handed it over, "Thirteen should be punished." Huangfu Ye took the ruler and his eyes fell on the young man's open white palm. The marks on it were already very light. He said nothing, but the dangerous aura in his eyes became stronger. "Pah, pah, pah..." The ruler was raised, and the fierce force came down. Severe pain exploded in the palm of the hand, and the fingertips could not help but tremble. The young man bit his lip and did not move at all, because in front of Huangfu Ye, any inappropriate thoughts would only lead to more painful punishment. It wasn't until the originally white and beautiful palms were covered with bruises and swollen with blood that the ruler stopped. The man threw the ruler aside and whispered a few words on his lips: "Keep rubbing." The young man pinched the palm of his hand, spasming with pain, but still did not resist. Only this time, the young man who had learned his lesson concentrated on it. No matter how painful his palms were, his mind must be calm. "Haven't you decided yet?" Huangfu Ye's voice sounded suddenly. The young man was startled, then calmed down, "Brother Emperor... Can you wait another year?" "Oh?" The man motioned for him to come over, and his fingertips casually traced the marks on the young man's palm.