Plum Blossom Town is the territory of Southern Qin, far away from the Great Zhou, but here, Ji Liangchen did not feel the slightest feeling of being in someone else's territory from the body of his imperial uncle.

Ji Liangchen didn't know how big the power that Uncle Huang had cultivated over the years, but along the way, there were always shadow guard masters accompanying them. No matter where you go, there are people who have taken care of their food, clothing, housing and transportation in advance, and there is almost no difference from when they were in the palace before.

If it weren't for Ji Liangchen knowing that he handed over the jade seal with his own hands, probably he would still think that they were still the sons and princes of the Great Zhou.

Independent courtyards, rockeries and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, the small courtyard hidden behind a plum garden is quiet and peaceful, as if no one disturbs the paradise, bursts of shallow plum fragrance from time to time into the nose, making people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

"It's a beautiful environment." Ji Liangchen looked around, as if he felt the breath of spring in advance, "It seems that the imperial uncle's palace is quieter." ”

The quietness here is different from the quietness of Mowang's Mansion.

The silence here is really relaxed and quiet, while the imperial uncle's palace is a kind of oppressive silence, as if everyone is holding their breath and not daring to make a sound.

As long as there is a place where the emperor is there, it seems that even the sound of breathing will be suppressed to nothingness.

But here, it is a real quiet place, the environment is good, the air is fresh, and there is a kind of leisure and wanton of mountains and rivers.

Ji Liangchen sighed softly, "Even if you live here for the rest of your life, you probably won't feel bored." ”

"If we like, we can stay here for a few more days." Ji Moxiu walked into the room, his posture was tall and arrogant, as if he was forever revealing an indestructible power.

Stretching out his arms, Ji Liangchen spontaneously stepped forward, took off the black fox fur Dayu outside for him, turned around, and hung the Dayu on a high hanger. As soon as he turned around, he had already fallen into a warm embrace.

Uncle Huang's breath is cold, but his arms are always warm like spring.

Ji Liangchen raised his eyes, his eyebrows were warm, "Uncle Huang." ”

His lips were pecked, Ji Liangchen's face flushed slightly, and before he could say anything, his body was suspended in the air, and he had already been picked up horizontally.

"Uncle Huang!" He exclaimed.

"Shut up." Ji Moxiu carried him out of the foyer, bypassed the bluestone path of the courtyard, and walked to the backyard, "Go and bathe." ”

There is a hot spring pool at the back of the annex, the location is very hidden, and there are no servants around, but there are already people who have prepared the clothes of the two in advance.

Stripped of his clothes, Ji Moxiu's gaze lingered on the young man's thin body, his eyes were deep and dark, he was really ruthless these days, the young man's fair skin was covered with the marks he left, almost from head to toe, like a painting of his own hands splashing ink.

It's not beautiful, but it seems to be a declaration of ownership, which makes him feel satisfied.

Ji Liangchen was so red and heartbeat that he almost couldn't help but want to plunge into the water.

"Wide clothes for the king."

A faint voice sounded in his ears, Ji Liangchen suddenly came back to his senses and turned his head to look at his imperial uncle.

Ji Moxiu had already opened his arms and looked at him fixedly.

Ji Liangchen took a deep breath, walked in front of him, stretched out his hand, and slowly untied his black and gold belt.

"You're nervous?" Ji Moxiu stared at his tense face, lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Chen'er, raise your head." ”

Ji Liangchen felt a thrill in his heart, and under his suffocating oppression, he had to raise his head to look at him, trying his best to maintain a calm expression, "Uncle Huang, I'...... Ahem, not too nervous. ”

Before the words landed, his hands had already taken off his dark cyan robes, leaving a close-fitting white robe.

Ji Moxiu stared at his pretended calm expression, a hint of an imperceptible smile flashed under his eyes, and said lightly: "When you were in the palace before, you were very bold. ”

Was it possible to do it before and now? Besides, he didn't have much courage before.

Ji Liangchen slandered in his heart, he was the emperor in the past, and although the emperor's uncle was strong, at least he would not knock him down and press him down at every turn, and the way the two got along was actually more like relatives.

And at that time, Uncle Huang had his own things to do, and they wouldn't see each other every day - although he often looked forward to seeing Uncle Huang every day, but what he thought in his heart was never known to him alone.

And now, since leaving Da Zhou, putting aside those statuses and glory and power, it seems that suddenly there is nothing to do, and the two seem to be left with each other alone, and there is no heavy government affairs to be busy with, and they have become very leisurely since then.

Jia picked up his feelings, and when Uncle Huang faced him, he was like a hungry wolf who never had enough to eat-

Although as the saying goes, the weak eat the strong, and Ji Liangchen also admits that he doesn't hate the feeling of being a weak meat, but the emperor's extraordinary physical strength and strong desire are really beyond the ordinary people's ability to parry. Every time he was helpless and begged for mercy, he really lost face, but Uncle Huang refused to be soft.

For more than 20 days, he felt as if his body was no longer his own, how could he not be nervous?

"Uncle Huang." He unbuttoned Ji Moxiu's white undershirt, looked at the sturdy chest that was close at hand, his mind was blank for a moment, and he couldn't spit out a word of what he wanted to say.

Ji Moxiu lowered his eyes, and saw him staring at his chest vigorously, with a dull expression, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Good-looking?" ”

“……”

Ji Liangchen bit his lip, suppressed the reddened ears, and said in an indifferent and calm tone: "Uncle Huang was born to be good-looking in ordinary people, but his breath is too cold, it would be better if he could be gentle." ”

"Really?" Ji Moxiu was noncommittal, and casually took off his underwear, "Go down." ”

As he spoke, he directly picked him up by the waist and slowly walked down the hot spring pool.

Ji Liangchen subconsciously wrapped his neck around his neck, and couldn't help but start moaning silently again, and there were bursts of discomfort in his body, after entering this warm water, the soreness and fatigue of his waist and legs that had not yet recovered came more clearly, and his face couldn't help but feel bitter.

Even if you say that you can't stand the toss, but the two of them are bathing naked together at this time, and you know that you can't hide from such a scene......

"Why do you have an expression of guillotine?" Ji Moxiu stretched out his hand and pinched his face, his voice was slightly deep, "This king said that he would let you rest for a day today, and he wouldn't move you, your bitter look is really bad." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ji Liangchen instantly raised his head and blinked in disbelief, "Uncle Huang is serious?" ”

Ji Moxiu glanced at him lightly, turned around and lay on a round boulder in the hot spring, "Press for this king." ”

Ji Moxiu is a martial arts practitioner, his body is strong and strong, his back line is thin and fit, and his skin is not as weak and fair as Ji Liangchen, but it presents a healthy wheat color.

People just look at it and can't help but salivate.

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