"Okay, I'll do it this way," the prince let go of her hand, ignored her plaintive eyes, and stood up calmly, "You pack your luggage first, and come back to find me in the study.
"
Seeing that he was about to leave, Xiao Lezi was so anxious that he couldn't care about anything else. He immediately opened his arms and threw himself to the ground, hugging his knees tightly, and burst into tears: "Your Highness, please be merciful and let this slave go."
Come on! Those books are the only souvenirs left by the friends to the slave. The slave has to hold them to sleep every day. They are the lifeblood of the slave! For the sake of the slave serving you with all his heart these days, you can
Please return all the books to this slave, and I will work as a cow or a horse in my next life to repay your kindness!"
Hearing this, the prince's expression became a little strange: "What kind of friend would give you a book like this?"
He watched Xiao Lezi from beginning to end, and saw that her face was red from crying, her eyes were filled with tears, her black eyes were covered with water mist, and her small mouth was shining with soft water...
Looking like this can indeed arouse men's desires in certain aspects.
The prince couldn't help but curse in his heart: What a disaster!
Xiao Lezi didn't know what he was thinking, but was stopped by his question. For a moment, she really couldn't think of any friend who could give such a book. After thinking about it, she could only continue to lie: "To be honest with you,
, the slave’s friend is actually Duan Xiu. He only likes men and likes to read this kind of books in private. In order not to be discovered by his parents, he hid these books with the slave and asked the slave to keep them for him. "
"Duanxiu..." The prince pondered these two words slowly, a dark light floating in his dark eyes, "You found out that he is a Duanxiu, but you don't find him disgusting? Don't you hate him?"
"No, this kind of thing is innate, and it's not his fault. Why should the slave hate it? Besides, he likes men, and it's none of the slave's business. There is no need for the slave to worry about it."
"What if he has thoughts about you?"
Xiao Lezi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No way, he is Duanxiu, there is absolutely no way he likes a slave!"
"Why are you so sure?"
"Slave... the slave doesn't look like the type he likes. It's just like some people are born not to like fish. In his eyes, the slave is the plate of fish."
The prince pondered for a moment, and his expression became very complicated: "I think fish is very delicious, why would some people not like to eat fish?"
"Because they think fish is fishy and has thorns, which makes it troublesome to eat."
"Oh," the prince paused and said in a very soft voice, "Anyway, I quite like eating fish..."
"Huh? What did you say?" Xiao Lezi pricked up his ears, hoping he could speak louder, but he didn't hear clearly just now.
The prince coughed twice: "I said, if you don't let go, I will hand you over to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Bringing obscene things into the palace without permission is a serious crime and you will be punished."
Xiaolezi: "..."
Xiao Lezi sniffed, with tears in his eyes, and looked at him pitifully. Seeing that he didn't even look at her, knowing that he would not be soft-hearted, he reluctantly let go of his hand.
Seeing his figure disappearing at the gate, Xiao Lezi felt like crying without tears. That was the result of more than ten days of hard work for her!
Damn, I'm just waiting to make a fortune from them. How could that brat be so cruel and seize the fruits of her labor without spending a penny? How inhumane is he?
Xiao Lezi threw himself on the bed, grabbed the quilt and ravaged her hard. Just thinking about losing so much money made her heart bleed.
Tired, feeling never love again.
In the study, the prince sat in front of the desk, and with a wave of his hand, he dismissed all the servants. He took out the picture albums from his sleeves, put them on the desk, and slowly opened the first page...
Those tightly intertwined limbs, those eyes that wanted to talk, and those ambiguous breaths of cigarettes emanated from the painting, wrapping him tightly.
He looked at them slowly, but he didn't have any restless physiological reaction. To be honest, no matter how good the painting was, they were still two grown men. How could he have any reaction?
But having said that, from an objective point of view, he felt that the artistry in this picture album was very good. The author had a very good grasp of the expressions and charm of the characters. However, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the two men in the painting looked familiar. They seemed to be somewhere.
Saw it.
Who on earth is it?
The prince thought about it for a long time, but didn't remember it. His eyes drifted across the picture, and suddenly a very strange idea came to his mind.
If Xiao Lezi was like the man in this painting, lying on the Arhat's bed, his black hair falling on the bed along his shoulders, entangled with his fingers...
Imagining such a beautiful scene, the prince couldn't help but squint his eyes, stick out the tip of his tongue, and lick his slightly dry lips.
The body seems a little hot.
He pulled open his collar a little more, his eyes lingering on the picture, and he imagined in his mind the scene of Xiao Lezi slowly taking off his restraints...
Fine cold sweat broke out on the prince's forehead. He couldn't help imagining that scene, while tightening the corners of his mouth and frowning slightly. His eyes showed a look of pain and pleasure. His chin was raised high and his neck was bent.
A perfect arc.
Not enough, this is not enough, I really want more...
The prince's breathing became increasingly rapid, his face flushed, and his restless breath swallowed up his reason, causing him to tremble slightly.
The Adam's apple slid slowly, the hot body was tense, and all the muscles became hard.
He closed his eyes and suddenly remembered the scene of Xiao Lezi that night. The delicate and gentle touch made him unable to help but open his mouth and let out a low roar.
A white light flashed, and his body trembled violently for a few times, and then he leaned weakly on the chair, gasping for air.
He took his hands out and still couldn't believe that he was actually fantasizing about a little eunuch!
Could it be that he really had his sleeves cut off?
No, he is the majestic Crown Prince. After he succeeds to the throne, he will have three thousand beauties to choose from. How could he be a cut-sleeve?!
Absolutely impossible!
At night, in the bathroom, has the bathtub been filled with hot water? Thick water vapor filled the surroundings, and the dim candlelight swayed slightly.
As usual, Xiao Lezi prepared to wait for the prince to take a bath. Just as he was about to reach out to undress and untie him, he was interrupted by his voice.
"You don't have to wait on me today. Please step aside."
Xiao Lezi looked at him in surprise, but saw that he was not looking at her, so he retracted his hands and lowered his head respectfully: "Yes."
She silently exited the bathroom and closed the door.
The night is cool and the moon is bright.
Xiao Lezi stood on the steps, raised her head, and looked at the full moon hanging in the night sky. She looked melancholy, but her heart was very entangled... Should she go back to sleep now, or should she continue to stay here?
She was still thinking about those picture albums, which had been confiscated by the prince before, and she couldn't get them back for a while. If she wanted to complete the order on time, she had to hurry up and try to finish the paintings before the agreed date.
After much hesitation, she decided to go back to painting first. After finally developing a long-term customer, she had to hurry up and try her best to make more money, so that she would be rich after leaving the palace in the future.
Having made up his mind, Xiao Lezi immediately rolled his eyes, then pressed his abdomen, bit his lower lip, and whispered painfully: "Xiao Guangzi, I suddenly feel a stomachache. Maybe I ate the wrong thing for dinner. I have to go there now."
hut."
The simple-minded Xiao Guangzi didn't think much. Seeing that she was in severe pain, he quickly said: "Go back quickly. Leave it to me to look after. If His Highness has any instructions, I will try my best to help you."
Xiao Lezi held his hand tightly and said sincerely: "Thank you, I'll treat you to osmanthus candy later!"
After fooling Xiao Guangzi, Xiao Lezi covered her stomach and went straight to the hut, but she did not enter the hut. She just walked around the door of the hut to make sure no one saw her, and then ran quickly to the bedroom.
There was no one in the dormitory. In the empty room, she quickly ran in, dug out the baggage hidden under the couch, found pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and quickly arranged them.
She was lying on the table, eyes wide open, holding a paintbrush in hand, and immersed herself in painting seriously.
In the bathroom, the prince soaked naked in the bathtub, with a few water drops hanging on his smooth skin, glowing with a warm luster in the mist. He squinted his eyes and soaked for a long time, and his slender limbs stretched out comfortably, lazily.
He yawned.
It would be better if I could have a jug of wine now.
He called out: "Xiao Lezi, bring me a bottle of wine."
The voice fell to the ground, but no one answered.
The prince then remembered that Xiao Lezi had been put away by him, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed. He obviously wanted to distance himself from her, but why couldn't he leave her for a moment?!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little irritable. He wanted to drink more and more, so he raised his voice: "Little Guangzi, bring me a pot of wine!"
Little Guangzi outside the door heard his instructions and quickly responded: "Yes."
Within a moment, Xiao Guangzi walked into the bathroom with warm wine. He placed the wine bottle next to the bath and carefully filled the wine glass: "Your Highness, please use it."
The prince picked up the wine glass and took a small sip, but his eyes swept across the door unconsciously, and he was a little disappointed when he didn't find the familiar figure. He put down the wine glass and asked casually: "Where are the others?
"
Xiao Guangzi was slightly startled: "Who is your Highness asking?"
Seeing his lack of discernment, the prince frowned even more: "Of course he is the one who serves me with you."
Xiao Guangzi thought about it carefully. The only person serving the prince with him tonight was Xiao Lezi, but Xiao Lezi went to the hut just now and has not come back until now. He didn't know why the prince suddenly asked about this. He couldn't figure it out.
He had to lower his head and say: "Xiao Lezi just went to the hut and should be back soon."
"Oh," the prince didn't seem to care, "you go out and wait."
"yes."
Xiao Guangzi bowed his head and exited the bathroom, closed the door, and couldn't help but wipe off a cold sweat, hoping that Xiao Lezi could come back soon.
Not long after, the prince's voice came from the bathroom again: "Is Xiao Lezi back?"
Xiao Guangzi's scalp tightened: "Reporting to Your Highness, not yet." (To be continued)