Ch210 - NSFW Scene Two (1/2)
The palace seemed rather deserted after the banquet was over. The ministers returned to their homes, and the people who tidied up the palace were busy with the banquet. His Majesty pulled his Imperial Consort, who had returned in triumph only to be informed that their child was old enough to buy soy sauce and was in a terrible mood along, and escaped the crowd, arriving at the Shenlong Palace.
This was the place where the Emperor held morning court. Xue Kingdom’s morning court was very regulated and took place once every two days. Xue Ling had held morning court today, so there wouldn’t be many people coming to Shenlong palace tonight or tomorrow.
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Shu Heng was ordered by His Majesty to go out and guard the door. He had to stay outside to keep watch; the things that would occur inside weren’t things he could see! Where on earth had his pure majesty gone? He was even bringing the Imperial Consort to do something like that on the Dragon Throne…
If the ancestral spirits really existed, they would probably have been angered out of their graves by Xue Ling.
Fine, if the ancestral spirits really existed, they should have come out as early as when a ger was crowned as Emperor.
Ying Sheng appeared to be very unhappy. He pushed His Majesty, the Emperor, onto the Dragon Throne and loomed over him, a little plaintive as he asked, “Did you bring that child back and raise him because you don’t want my child?” His key point seemed a little strange; compared to that child becoming the Emperor in the future, he seemed to care more that Xue Ling was unwilling to have a child with him.
The corners of Xue Ling’s lips twitched and he sighed helplessly, “Not so…”
“Then is it because you think I can’t do it, and you’re worried you won’t be able to give birth?”
Xue Ling: “…” How was he supposed to explain?
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Since he couldn’t win with words, Xue Ling breezily wrapped his arms around Ying Sheng’s neck and asked him, “What if I don’t want to have a child?”
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Ying Sheng frowned. In fact, he didn’t care that much about children and was just unhappy that Xue Ling had decided to find a child without asking him and planned to just dodge the matter. He bowed his head to kiss Xue Ling’s brow and said, “If you’re unwilling, I won’t push the issue. Only, you made this decision so anxiously; what are you worried about?”
Xue Ling slowly unfastened his waistband and spoke in an unhurried manner, “What if I said that I don’t really want to stay on this throne forever and was anxious to find a successor, so that we can leave all this behind and bring you with me to wander freely all over the world?”
Ying Sheng: “…” The atmosphere froze for a moment. After a brief silence, Ying Sheng was rather overwhelmed with joy as he wrapped his arms tightly around Xue Ling’s waist. The two of them were still standing, so he carried Xue Ling onto the Dragon Throne. Xue Kingdom’s Dragon Throne was wide enough, and Xue Ling was a ger with a small enough frame that he seemed to have no airs when placed on it.
Ying Sheng found it a little amusing. Xue Ling normally exerted such great influence and power from this Dragon Throne, but today his clothes were half off, his head of silken black hair scattered, and his appearance carried a different taste. Ying Sheng looked down, then pressed him down on the Dragon Throne, drawing a little closer. His breath fell on Xue Ling’s cheek, his tone unreadable as he said, “Your Majesty wants to travel all over the world with this minister?” His hands were not honest while he spoke and had already slipped into the Dragon Robe, pulling off Xue Ling’s waistband. “So, originally His Majesty had this kind of intention towards this minister.”
Xue Ling: “…” Oh~ He was done was feeling wronged and was now starting to play.
That was fine, wasn’t it just role-playing? Besides, he was currently the Emperor, and there was nothing wrong with that.
Xue Ling pursed his lips, then said, “If this Emperor wants his minister to die, then the minister has no choice but to die. Naturally, if I want you to accompany me to wander the world, you have no choice but to do so.”
Ying Sheng was already excited; why would he concern himself over the fact that Xue Ling had picked up a brat, tossed it into the back palace, and called it theirs? What was the most important thing right now?
It was to do the little Emperor on the Dragon Throne until he cried!
He licked Xue Ling’s lips with the tip of his tongue, “Yes, whatever Your Majesty wants this minister to do, this minister will naturally do it all.” His hands were already sliding up the front of Xue Ling’s chest, pinching that sensitive point and beginning to ravage. It wasn’t the first time for either of them, and Ying Sheng was very clear about where his little Emperor’s body was most sensitive. His hot breath brushed against Xue Ling’s jaw, teeth scraping across his adam’s apple as one hand pinched that point in front of his chest and the other slid downwards to grasp the slightly awakened dragon root.
Xue Ling struggled slightly and spoke angrily, “How bold! What are you trying to do!”
“I’m naturally serving Your Majesty~” Yin Sheng kissed Xue Ling’s earlobe and said with a low laugh, “Isn’t Your Majesty’s entire body calling out to be mounted right now?”
Xue Ling: “…” So angry~ But there was nothing he could do about it. Ger bodies were incredibly sensitive, and he would turn as soft as water with just a little bit of teasing. Even if he wanted to take the initiative, he had no strength left to move.
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