Early in the morning, Madam Zhang led a group of servants to the side courtyard where Mingde lived. She had a servant knock on the door and shouted, "Ge 'er hasn't woken up yet?
The sun is high up in the sky!
Who can enjoy life like Ge 'er, eating rice every day as if he has nothing better to do? "
Madam Zhang, who was wearing a gray rat coat, stood to the side and said, "Knock louder. Have someone invite the master over to see his good son."
When the servant heard this, he knocked on the door even louder. Mingde, who was wearing a black robe, walked out with an expressionless face, "How is Madam?"
Madam Zhang looked him up and down and saw that his expression was not the same as before. Usually, he would have a faint and sarcastic expression, but today, he seemed to be impatient with her, the first wife.
Moreover, his face was pale and there was a faint smell on his body. When she sniffed carefully, it smelled a bit like blood.
Madam Zhang walked around him and curled her lips, "Look at this eldest young master!
The sky is already bright, but he's still hiding and sleeping!
Did he sneak out last night to fool around?
Look at him! "
She used one of her red painted nails to poke Mingde.
Mingde's face flashed with disgust, and then he dodged to the side.
Madam Zhang thought that her self-esteem had been damaged and rushed forward to pull him, "What is this?
Why is there such a strong smell of blood? Did you go out to kill and steal? "
She didn't expect that his body would be slippery and that her hand would be covered in blood.
Madam Zhang had never seen such a scene before. She screamed, "Ah!
— — You're courting death! "
The servants hurried forward and called out to madam while supporting her.
Madam Zhang pointed at Mingde with a trembling finger and said repeatedly, "You, you, you, you look at me like that!
Look at your eyes!
You dare to eat me?
You're a rebellious bastard!
Someone come, call the master!
Call the master! "
Shangguan Shilang got up from the concubine's bed. He was originally full of anger, so the servant was very scared and said in a trembling voice, "Mingde's brother … brother, he … he …"
Shangguan Shilang kicked him, "He, he, he, he what?
Useless bastard! "
The servant rolled to the ground and hurriedly got up, "Brother, he, he killed someone!
Blood!
There's blood! "
Assistant Minister Shangguan's old face was pale with fright. He hurriedly ran into the ancestral hall. When he saw Ming De's appearance, he was even more frightened and did not know what to do. He only knew how to curse, "You're seeking death!
You actually learned to fight and cause trouble!
Where is he?
Punish him!
Today, I'll teach him a good lesson! "
Under Madam Zhang's instructions, the servants had already brought the board up.
Assistant Minister Shangguan held it in his hand and used all his strength to hit Mingde. Who would have thought that Shangguan Mingde, who was usually silent, would raise his hand and grab the plank.
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Shangguan Shilang almost fell to the ground. When he came to his senses, he jumped up and slapped his thigh, "Bastard!
Bastard!
Rebellion!
There's no law!
Men, take this bastard to the solitary confinement room. Don't give him any food! "
The solitary confinement room was next to the firewood room and was locked with a large lock. It was a bare stone room and the weather was so cold that it made people shiver.
Mingde silently nestled in the corner. He threw a few books into the room and said that Shangguan Shilang asked him to read them for the Spring Imperial Examination.
Spring Imperial Examination … Heh.
Mingde tiredly closed his eyes and sneered in his heart.
If he passed the imperial examination, he would be able to get an official position in the capital and leave this place.
The space between his eyebrows suddenly hurt and the wounds on his body became even more unbearable.
There was no medicine, no food, no water. For a moment, he even wondered if he could last until the Spring Imperial Examination.
What joy is there in life, what fear is there in death?
This was a sentence that he read in a book when he was very young.
What was there to be happy about in life?
What was there to be afraid of in death?
Nothing in the world could last forever. It was only a matter of time.
He once asked the Empress, "Living is so painful, why can't I die?"
The Empress looked at him in a daze. She suddenly knelt down and hugged him. She choked with sobs and scolded, "Useless bastard!
Empress Mingrui spent so much effort to keep you, but you used her life to ruin it!
If you dare to say such things again, be careful that I don't beat you to death! "
Although she said this, she held the young Shangguan Mingde in her arms and hugged him very tightly.
Her arms were very warm, but she was a woman after all. A woman's arms were weak.
Mingde silently let her hug him. He stared at the nine phoenix pattern on the Empress's bright yellow palace dress with no expression on his face.
… … In fact, it was just a kind of torture. There was no difference between being alive and being dead. There was no joy or fear.
Mingde tightly wrapped the thin robe around his body. The coldness of the wall seeped into his bones. Although his body was exhausted, he couldn't sleep at all.
In fact, this stone room couldn't trap him at all. If he wanted to, he could leave at any time. But he felt very lazy. It was as if there was rust in his bones. Even the slightest movement made him stiff and stiff.
After an unknown amount of time, Mingde was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, he heard a slight movement at the window. Then, the Rong Shiba's voice sounded, "… … Are you asleep?
Do you want to eat something? "
Mingde opened his eyes and raised his hand to catch the steamed bun that was thrown to him, "Official Rong?"
The Rong Shiba said, "Eat quickly. Once you're done, follow me out."
Mingde thought to himself, 'I knew this steamed bun wasn't for nothing.'
Thinking this, he unceremoniously took a bite and asked, "Is there another order from the higher-ups?"
The Rong Shiba's expression suddenly became very strange. After a while, he stuttered, "It's not the higher-ups. It's the Emperor who asked you to … …"
Mingde made an 'oh' sound and ate the steamed bun in a few bites. He reached out his hand and calmly asked, "Is there more?
I want more. "
The Rong Shiba threw away all the steamed buns and led Mingde out of the Shangguan Mansion. However, they didn't go in the direction of the Imperial Palace. Instead, they went to Waiguo Town.
Mingde silently walked out of the Imperial Palace's gate. He asked in a low voice, "Official Rong, where are we going?"
The Rong Shiba was a little embarrassed, "You'll know when we get there."
They walked out of the Imperial Palace. Outside the Imperial Palace was a bustling market. There were fireworks and restaurants everywhere. People came and went. It was very lively.
Mingde followed behind the Rong Shiba. He was so timid that he looked like a young boy who had been brought out by his elder brother to play. He was handsome and had a noble air about him. The bold girls in the embroidery shop pointed at him and laughed with their hands covering their mouths.
Mingde acted as if he didn't see them.
In fact, he was in a lot of pain. After walking for such a long distance, he was a little tired. He felt that his qi and blood were a little weak. Fortunately, they didn't have to walk too far to reach their destination. The Rong Shiba stopped beside a carriage in front of a restaurant. He bowed to the inside of the carriage and said in a low voice, "Master, this official is the Rong Shiba."
Mingde saw the curtain of the carriage lift. Qianwandi's face was revealed. He was indifferent and expressionless. He said to Mingde, "Come up."
Mingde took half a step back. He instinctively turned around and wanted to leave. However, as soon as he turned around, he heard Qianwandi ask, "Are you going to defy the imperial decree?"
Mingde turned around and smiled sarcastically, "This official doesn't dare."
He then strode forward and lifted the curtain of the carriage. He bent down and stepped into the carriage.
His movements were originally very elegant and neat. However, halfway through, Qianwandi reached out and hugged him. He was lifted up and thrown into the carriage. He was thrown onto a large gold-embroidered gray cushion.
"… Oh!"
Mingde had just stood up when he bumped into Qianwandi's arms.
This man was much stronger than him. He only used one hand to grab the young boy's thin shoulders. He held him in his arms and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?
That's impossible. I specially chose such a thick cushion for you. "
Mingde was forced to lie in his arms. He said calmly, "This official is afraid."
Qianwandi was used to seeing his expression. He only used one hand to hold him down and the other to take off his clothes.
Ming De struggled violently for a while, and his face was filled with fear.
Qianwandi saw him like this and suppressed the anger in his heart. He suppressed it and comforted him, "It's okay. I'll see how your injuries are."
Mingde could not hear clearly. He suddenly waved his hand and slapped Qianwandi's face.
Qianwandi was stunned. The slap was not light. The burning pain spread to the back of his ear.
Qianwandi was not just a prosperous emperor. He was also a very strong and ruthless emperor who had fought on horseback and won palace fights. When did anyone dare to slap him?
How could anyone dare to slap him?
Qianwandi's first impulse was to slap him back.
However, when his hand was raised in mid-air, it abruptly stopped.
This slap wasn't just a slap to the face. It was possible that the child in his arms would be knocked unconscious.
Qianwandi saw Mingde's sudden trembling. He slowly put down his hand and tried to speak gently, "It's okay. I'm just looking. Does it hurt?
Does it hurt here? "
Mingde slightly curled up his face. Qianwandi was anxious. He wished he could straighten his face and look at him.
But after all, they had been together for two years, and he had a deep understanding of this child. This little thing could not be scared. Others could be scared into being obedient, but this little thing would explode once he was scared. Once he was scared, he would do anything in desperation.
Qianwandi tried to coax him, "Be good. It's okay. If you don't want me to look, I won't look. Do you want me to apply medicine?
Do you want me to apply it for you or do you want to do it yourself? "
It was probably because his coaxing was effective. Mingde carefully looked at him and said, "I'll do it myself."
He took the white jade bottle of ointment from Qianwandi's hand and sat in the furthest corner of the carriage. With his back to the emperor, he slowly took off his long robe, revealing a thin and beautiful back from his shoulders.
Although there was a slanted knife wound across his chest, it did not detract from the youth's youthful beauty.
The dark red flesh contrasted with the jade-like skin. It was a bit timid and a bit stubborn. Any normal man would probably find it hard to endure.
Mingde was frightened by the undisguised desire in the eyes behind him. He hurriedly applied a layer of ointment and quickly put on his clothes.
Halfway through, his hand was grabbed. He only had time to make a muffled sound in his throat before Qianwandi pulled him into his arms. He grabbed the back of his head and kissed him.
Their breaths tangled together like a predator. They were ruthless and meticulous, not letting go of any fat and delicious part of the prey's body.
Mingde's eyes widened. He pressed a hand against Qianwandi's chest. He tried several times but was pushed down.
The knife wound on his body split open. The pain made him dizzy. There was only one thought in his mind. This time, he would not be able to endure it so easily.
After the kiss ended, Qianwandi stared at him for a long time. The bottom of his eyes were covered in fine blood vessels. It looked quite frightening.
However, after looking for a while, he held Mingde's body in his arms and did not make any more movements.
Mingde felt his fingers tremble slightly. His entire body was so stiff that he could not move.
The carriage shook. He could clearly feel the hot erection under Qianwandi's body. This position was too dangerous. He had no choice but to hang his heart in his throat.