Chapter 12#

“Do you know your crime?” Chu Ruiyuan made me kneel in the carriage and asked me with a sullen face.

I was at a loss, but I thought there was only one reason, “…Marrying Fang Xueying as my wife?”

He smiled even more coldly: “So you know.”

I thought about it, this pot seems a bit heavy, I can’t carry it, so I said carefully: “Didn’t Your Majesty allow it?”

He kicked me over with a light but not heavy kick, and said angrily: “I allowed you to take her, take her! Who allowed you to marry her!”

Holy shit! There’s actually this word trap, I was careless!

This was the second time Chu Ruiyuan used the word “I” in front of me. The last time was when he was framed by the Empress and took the “Duzhu.”

He was obviously extremely angry at this time.

I just can’t figure out why he is so angry.

Although I married Fang Xueying privately because I didn’t pay attention to the precise wording he used at that time, I wasn’t angry when he wanted to marry the Empress and Consort Shu at the same time!

Is this his possessiveness towards his private property (friend with benefits) acting up, or is it that as the Son of Heaven, he cannot tolerate being deceived?

Anyway, no matter which one it is, it’s always right for me to admit my mistake first.

Remember, it’s admitting a mistake.

Admitting guilt at this time would distance our relationship.

So I knelt down in front of him again and said: “It’s Mingzhi’s fault for not understanding Your Majesty’s meaning correctly. But let me say something to flatter myself: we grew up together since we were young, and Your Majesty knows how incompetent I am… Your Majesty spoke precisely, but I was careless and didn’t necessarily understand it precisely. I didn’t really want to treat her that well, but seeing that she would be a living widow for the rest of her life after marrying me, I felt sorry for her, so I wanted to compensate her in terms of status. Anyway, she is the only woman in my backyard. What’s the difference between a wife and a concubine? Besides, for Mingzhi, what does it matter if she is a wife or a concubine… It’s enough for Mingzhi to know that he is Your Majesty’s concubine.”

Chu Ruiyuan’s face softened a little, but he still snorted coldly: “How come I heard that you ’took a fancy’ to her? Could it be that she is already pregnant and just waiting to enter the door to give birth?”

His words revealed that he had spies in the Prime Minister’s residence. I just pretended not to know and said softly: “Mingzhi can only get hard for Your Majesty. How can I make her pregnant and give birth to a child?!”

Hearing me say this, the CEO of this dynasty who came to question me finally showed a faint smile on his face and said: “Then are you hard now?”

As he spoke, he even put his foot under my crotch and stepped on it lightly.

When I saw him starting to act like a rogue, I knew that this person was almost pacified by me.

Since we became friends with benefits, whenever he was angry in court, I often pacified him at night. I have basically figured out how to coax him.

So, I quickly struck while the iron was hot.

I leaned forward, half-lying on his lap along his legs, rubbed his lower abdomen with my face, then looked up at him and said: “Your Majesty is not hard yet, how dare Mingzhi get hard before Your Majesty.”

Then the place I rubbed with my face quickly became hard.

I stuck out my tongue and licked that place through his pants.

In ancient times, there were no jeans or zippers, which was good. Through two thin layers of cloth, his place was quickly made even harder by me, and the shape of a thick and long ferocious thing was printed on the white pants that were licked wet.

I half-knelt and straightened up, untied the big red wedding pants and the underwear inside, and took out the fleshy thing under my abdomen that was already spirited.

“Your Majesty is hard, and Mingzhi is also hard,” I said.

So the hard Chu Ruiyuan let the hard me ride on him, holding his member with my back, and slowly sat down.

His hot meat blade sank into my body as I sat down, and was gradually taken into my body, gradually filling my secret hole.

“Mmm… ugh…” My back court hadn’t been visited by his dragon stem for half a month. Being penetrated by that ferocious giant thing again at the beginning made me both painful and pleasurable, and I couldn’t help but cry out. But I still remembered that we were in a carriage guarded by imperial guards, not in the Emperor’s bedchamber, so I immediately bit my lip and turned the cry into a whimper and moan.

Chu Ruiyuan’s entire penis was swallowed by my back hole. He didn’t move, but just leaned against the cushion and watched me move my body to fuck myself with his thing.

I pushed against the carriage board with my legs and used my waist to move up and down or twist my hips back and forth to swallow and spit out his member. After a while, my legs were a little weak and my body was also weak.

We have used the riding position a lot in normal times, and there have been times when he didn’t move and let me move. But this was the first time we had done this intimate act in a carriage.

After all, being in a carriage is not like being on a bed. It is said that the Son of Heaven’s procession must take the main road, and the carriage has been designed and improved in many ways. But after all, there are limitations of the times. No matter how well the road is built, it will not be too smooth, and no matter how well the carriage is built, it does not have a modern shock absorption system. Even when sitting in a carriage on a normal day, you will feel bumps from time to time.

What’s more, I am now being fucked in the back hole by his thick and long meat thing.

Whenever the carriage shook, my body would be shaken up and down, and my back court would naturally take in and spit out that dragon stem uncontrollably. I was also hit until I bit my lip and moaned continuously.

And that damn thing Chu Ruiyuan actually found it interesting. After entering the palace, he actually ordered not to go directly to his bedchamber, but to circle around in this huge imperial palace, and even deliberately chose places with undulating roads.

Poor me, not only did I have to move my body to let his member insert and withdraw from my secret hole, but I also had to accept the irregular fucking of that giant thing under the bumps of the carriage from time to time. What’s more, I had to remind myself to bite my lips and teeth tightly, and not to moan out loud to let the guards outside hear.

This is a double tension of body and mind, shameful, but also full of strange pleasure.

Before we had circled half a circle in the palace, I couldn’t help but whimper and come, adding a few strands of white filth to the red wedding dress I was still wearing.

I had been squatting and fucking myself up and down in the carriage for a long time. Now that I had reached orgasm, I lost my strength for a moment and leaned forward on Chu Ruiyuan, unable to move anymore.

But the penis deeply embedded in my back court was still hard and erect. Chu Ruiyuan held my buttocks and kept lifting and pulling down my body, letting his member withdraw and penetrate my back hole again and again.

His movements were much rougher than when I did it myself. After being fucked by him like this for more than ten times, I couldn’t help but want to cry out.

So I looked up and kissed his lips, and he responded with a deep kiss that seemed to want to eat me, and a collision that seemed to want to pierce me. Not long after, he also came inside me.

Only then did we return to his bedchamber, and we had sex all night again.

When Chu Ruiyuan usually fucked me, he liked to strip me naked and play with me. But this night, he only let me half-take off my pants, wearing the groom’s wedding dress, and was fucked to orgasm again and again by his male organ. In the end, I couldn’t even shoot out semen.

I guess he had a kind of retaliatory psychology of “Don’t you want to be a groom? I’ll let you, a groom, be fucked into a bride on your wedding night.”

I don’t know if he had such thoughts when he wanted to snatch my brother on his wedding night back then.

At that time, I thought he was a fool and couldn’t figure things out.

Now that it’s my turn, I think he is childish, and also a bit cute.

Sure enough, just relying on a face can’t solve many problems.

A face and a big tool with good skills can.

Chu Ruiyuan came to arrest me at my wedding ceremony when I was about to bow. It was obviously premeditated.

He pressed me in the bedchamber and fucked me all night. The next day after court, he summoned my worried Prime Minister father to the imperial study and said with both grace and threat: Yesterday, someone bought some tea cakes for the Empress from my Tea Classic Pavilion. Not long after the Empress ate them, she had severe abdominal pain. He knew I was definitely innocent, but in order to give face to the Duke of An, he had to take me down immediately and even sealed my Tea Classic Pavilion. He needed to detain me in the sky prison for a few more days. When everything was cleared up, he would definitely let me return to the Prime Minister’s residence in one piece.

So, my father shouted “My Emperor is wise” while being grateful and tearful, and put the blame on the Empress and the Duke of An’s mansion. My father also felt that their party struggle had involved me, and felt particularly guilty for me, this little son.

Yeah, when I was being pressed and fucked by him on his dragon bed and listening to him say these words, I had to admit that people who can sit firmly as CEO have dirty hearts.

I was “interrogated” in the palace for a total of eight days, and was not released until the sixteenth of August.

I was in one piece, but my inside was completely hollowed out and drained. Even if I ate nourishing medicinal food every day, on the last day, I just shot out a little semen and it was gone, and I even peed on his bed.

I had no temper after being “interrogated” by him for these few days. Even if I was fucked to incontinence, I had an attitude of “whatever.” And he didn’t care that I had defiled his dragon body. He continued to fight in my body until he came, then he stopped and carried me to the west hall to wash.

Actually, logically speaking, he should have let me go home on the fifteenth of August to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my family.

However, according to the customs of this dynasty, that day was supposed to be the day for Fang Xueying to return to her parents’ home.

So, I didn’t go home, and Miss Fang didn’t go home either.

Fortunately, the status difference between my family and her family is huge. She didn’t return home, and even if her family’s three aunts and six grandmothers had eighteen guts, they wouldn’t dare to say anything.

After I was released and went home, Chu Ruiyuan’s decree followed, saying that after investigation, the matter of the Empress being poisoned was done by a servant in Consort Shu’s palace.

So, Consort Shu, who was not strict in managing her servants, was fined a year’s salary again. And I was framed, so my Tea Classic Pavilion was reopened, and he even gave a word to the building.

And he said that he had not paid attention to my marriage before. He only learned through this matter that I, the legitimate son of the Prime Minister’s residence, was going to marry the daughter of a concubine of a petty official as my wife. He thought that this was not in accordance with the rules of propriety and was detrimental to the reputation of the Prime Minister’s residence. And since Fang Xueying and I had not yet bowed, he issued an edict to demote her to a concubine. Unless she had great merit, she could not be promoted to a wife again.

As soon as Chu Ruiyuan’s edict came down, my father and my brother felt the immense imperial grace and knelt down to thank him faster than I did.

And I just felt that people who can sit firmly as CEO have fucking dirty hearts.

Originally, Chu Ruiyuan took me away at the wedding, and after releasing me, he demoted Fang Xueying to a concubine. The three of us really felt a bit like Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo, and Zhao Min.

Fortunately, my fellow countryman Miss Fang is not of Zhou Zhangmen’s character. Under her weak appearance and the ladylike character packaged by feudal etiquette, there is a heart of a big man with a gold chain.

The wife I married became a concubine, we didn’t bow, we couldn’t have a wedding night, and she didn’t even return home… On the night I came home, the atmosphere at my family’s dinner was a little awkward.

As a result, Fang Xueying raised her wine cup and said: “Since this concubine has married in, we are a family. After drinking this cup of wine, let’s put the past behind us. From now on, this concubine and everyone will be loyal to each other and advance and retreat together.”

These words were spoken with the air of a hero of Liangshan.

But my parents, my brother, and my pair of nephew and niece quite liked her personality.

I also liked it.

Everyone likes a smart, capable, clean, and meticulous girl.

The kind of appreciation that has nothing to do with love.

I was born gay, and no matter how good she is, I can’t go straight.

After Fang Xueying had been married into my family for about half a year, I saw that her character was indeed good and her mouth was also tight, so I told her the truth.

From the fact that I also transmigrated from modern times, to the fact that I am a gay, to the fact that I have a friend with benefits, and when I go to the Tea Classic Pavilion to “look after” it, I either go to my friend with benefits’ house or he comes to mine… Anyway, except for my friend with benefits’ identity as the CEO of this dynasty, I told her everything, so that she would have a bottom line in her heart. In case something happens in the future, we can cover it up together.

As a result, she also told me the truth.

This fellow countryman concubine of mine, who has been living a prosperous life since entering the residence and is increasingly showing the temperament of a big man with a gold chain, was really a big man with a gold chain in her previous life.

The kind of successful big man with a gold chain who even has a little sister to peel garlic for him when he goes out.

It’s a pity that his fate was not very good. Before he could achieve success after transmigrating, he was first cut below and transmigrated into a newly dead baby girl.

Her, ah, no, his original family’s etiquette was very strict. He waited for sixteen years and didn’t get a chance to escape. He was originally resigned to marrying as a concubine to some fat, middle-aged, powerful and wealthy man, to be ravaged under him until he found a way to kill the other party.

As a result, things took a turn, and in the end, he married me, a “impotent” and harmonious son of the Prime Minister’s residence.

And I was actually a fellow countryman.

Let alone being a concubine, he didn’t even care about being a bed-warming maid.