Gong Yixiang knelt, his waist was still straight, but his voice trembled for some reason: "The humble minister is guilty, and the humble minister is willing to accept the guilt." ”

"I don't want to punish you, but if you insist on receiving it...... Then come and kneel beside me. ”

"Everyone else is out of the way!"

The eunuchs and maidservants all stepped back and closed the door, "Yes." ”

The moment the door creaked shut, Gongyi's hands trembled, and a sudden chill broke in his heart.

stood up and knelt beside the emperor's seat, looked at the golden boots in front of him, and opened his lips tremblingly: "Your Majesty ......"

Shu Qingyuan snorted lightly and rested the brush on the ivory mountain-shaped pen rest. turned his face sideways, pinched his jaw, and forced Gong Yixiang to look at him.

The eyes are facing each other.

He lowered his body and saw Gong Yixiang's pupils reflect his enlarged face. Calloused fingertips slid down his cheeks and landed on a red lip.

Su Qingyuan felt that this face was very familiar, and the edges and corners and mouth were very similar to the master.

As if thinking of something, his eyes were a little darker, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling slightly, and his breathing became a little heavier.

At some point, his thumb had moved to Gong Yixiang's lower lip, rubbing its lines, pressing and rubbing harder and harder.

Gongyixiang's pupils contracted suddenly, he staggered to his feet, and fell to the ground because of his weak legs.

"Why, isn't Shang Shulang going to be punished? Now that I have agreed, does Shang Shulang want to regret it again......"

Shu Qingyuan's eyes narrowed, and the force of pinching his chin became stronger and stronger, almost crushing his bones.

Gong Yixiang glanced at the emperor's eyes with a touch of cruelty, gritted his teeth, and was proud and arrogant to not allow him to do such a disgusting thing.

"Your Majesty, the minister is a man, not a woman."

After speaking, he added in a suppressed voice: "...... Not good Longyang. ”

Shu Qingyuan looked at him with humiliation in his eyes, and chuckled: "Shang Shulang, what do you say you are thinking about every day?" ”

Gong Yixiang raised his head suddenly, a trace of puzzlement and surprise flashed in his eyes, thinking that maybe he would be wrong.

The next moment, the emperor stood up.

He hung the dragon-patterned robe idly on the wooden shelf, sat back in front of the bookcase, and lifted the robe.

"Since Shang Shulang wants it so much, then I will follow Aiqing's wishes."

Gongyi Xiang prostrate on the ground, and the words are round: "Your Majesty, forgive the ministers and not ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his jaw was choked.

He was forced to look up at the young new emperor in front of him, the moody and tyrannical emperor Shang Xin.

The king's eyes were cold inch by inch, and the corners of his lips that were suppressed with anger were strangely curled, and his voice was cold and thrilling, which made people tremble, "Shang Shulang, the last one who played with me like this has been buried." ”

Gong Yixiang's hand hidden in the sleeve robe of the court robe curled up suddenly, and his lips and teeth trembled: "The minister doesn't dare to ......"

Looking up at the treacherous curvature of the corners of the emperor's lips in front of him, the hair on Gongyi Xiangleng's whole body stood up, and the numbness on his back spread.

My heart has never been so frightened, my heart is cold and I can't do anything.

The same is true when the mouth is filled.

"Good, don't use your teeth."

……

On that day, the emperor broke his proud bones.

After doing this, the emperor just squinted at his lips, and his deep eyes seemed to like this position on his face very much.

The deep and beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to see another person through him.

For some reason, Gong Yixiang's mind suddenly remembered the murmur that poured out the emperor's mouth when he was emotional, "Persistence and ......"