chapter forty-two – nightmare or wet dream

Prince with the imperial chariot in the afternoon from the East Garden departure, Shen time back to the Palace, dinner is not too much to use, stinking face sulking.

The little chamberlain Fubao served him since the age of six, considered a playmate growing up together, life is eloquent, the Prince’s mind can often catch through a few points, to see the situation offered a plan: “Tomorrow the slave girl accompanied the young master out of the palace, to go to the house of the Su read?”

Prince black face: “tomorrow’s examination, Li Taifu stern, if I skip class, he will go to the father in front of the complaint. You say, a large East Palace, how many halls are empty, not just occupy a couch, how much, how the father did not agree? All day and rules and decency, the older the more nagging.”

Fu Bao low shout: “small master hey, can not dare to talk nonsense! The emperor is only thirty-five, it is the peak of the spring and fall, in case you hear, will not be angry with the little master, then there will be no good fruit to eat!”

Prince grunted twice: “Father if he thinks he is young, just as nonsense is overheard wind, and why be angry. Yes, he is not old, this has just given birth to another son, spring, can be ten years younger.”

Fu Bao knows where the Prince’s knot, but this is their own million can not talk about, so he can only take his heart to diverge from the topic: “Or, slave girl tomorrow quietly out of the palace, for the small master to visit Su read? If you have something to say, you can send it to me.”

The prince reluctantly accepted: “OK, you first for me to see. Go to the imperial pharmacy to get more ginseng, deer antler, purple ganoderma lucidum, tight good pick, give him to replenish his vitality …… Oh yes, there is also, the flower dew also bring a few bottles of the past, to be the best of the zero-ling incense. And also, he likes a little bit of …… forget it, directly call a cook to his home, to be able to do medicinal food, from the internal kitchen selection, do not Guanglu Temple, they do dishes too difficult to eat.”

Fubo smiled and agreed in quick succession.

The crown prince always felt that the smile on his face was a bit ambiguous and unknown, and kicked him in annoyance, “Don’t go to set up, what are you laughing at!”

The kick was only slightly stronger than in play, and Fubo curtsied and went on his way, smiling.

Prince bathed, as usual, drink a bowl of buttermilk, with a horse tail made of jade handle toothbrush, dipped in incense, green salt and cooked honey made of toothpaste clean teeth, sickly up on the bed of plucking, tossing and turning just can not sleep.

Before the courtesan finished making the bed, want to extinguish the lamp was stopped by him, this moment the candle flame is still very bright, reflecting the hanging tent on the plate gold embroidered dragon pattern clearly visible.

Zhu Hailin fished out a bunch of proposed books bought from the folk bazaar from the dark compartment at the end of the bed, flipping through a few pages and dropping one, flipping through a few pages and dropping another.

It was not that Benji was uninteresting, but that he was in a buoyant mood, with an indescribable dryness in his body, like a rushing stream silted up in a narrow riverbed, eager to find a way out, and couldn’t keep still.

In the corner of the hall that rosewood rattan heart Luohan couch, is Su Yan previously infected with wind cold, stayed in the East Palace once slept, Zhu He Lin looked at the empty couch surface, the brain is like a kaleidoscope, one suddenly is Su Yan sleep lowered long eyelashes, lupine fan like delicate; one suddenly is feeding porridge when the golden spoon touched the lips, petal-like pink pretty; one suddenly is he was pressed by his own reddened back of his hand, the red marks floating on white jade, the red marks, the white jade, and the white jade, the white jade, the white jade, the white jade, the white jade, the red jade, the red jade, the red jade, the red jade. It is so thick that it is shocking to the eye ……

Lost in thought for a moment, the Prince withdrew his gaze and picked to keep a copy of the latest, flipping through it absentmindedly.

“…… The wine is sound, Dongbin first bed Wei Sheng and clothes sleep on the side of Dongbin. Dongbin said: ‘Where the muscles come together, then the gods and qi can come and go. If and clothes each sleep, I can not be beneficial to the son also.’ He was holding Wei in his arms, undressing him, and lying on the pillow. Dongbin soft caress, gradually to sip wave. Wei Sheng wants to steal his immortal gas, hidden not to resign.”

–What is it? Zhu Hailin was shocked, this Lu Dongbin is a male immortal, right? No matter how beautiful Wei Sheng is, he is still a man, right? How do you say, “Gradual to the sip and wave”?

He flipped to the name of the text and read, “Fake Immortal Makes a Big Mess at Hwagwang Temple.” Oh, fake, no wonder.

Keep looking again.

“To the cock crows, Dongbin and Wei Sheng said: ‘immortal opportunity can not be leaked, multiply this is not yet clear, and son of a temporary goodbye, the night when we meet again.’ Push the window a leap, already do not know where …… between the pillow, the remaining fragrance does not dissipate. Wei Sheng gazing thought. To the night, Dongbin again came to sleep with the student. A series of host more than ten nights, love good more close, each other can not bear to leave.”

Zhu Hailin blushed, suddenly thought – since the impersonation of immortals, with a male body, how can and Wei Sheng “love good more close”? He and Su Yan also slept together in the same hall, is not considered to be a good and close ……

His heart trembled with confusion and turned back another page, and saw that the fake Dongbin had recruited a fake immortal nun to come, “The three of them shared a bed. Wei Sheng first close to the nun, the second after the Dongbin lifting things. Yang change Yin Wu, entertainment overnight ……” only ashamed face like fire, low cursed a “obscene and shameless”, the book haphazardly to the dark compartment a plug, closed his eyes and fell back on the pillow.

But closed his eyes still can not live peacefully, the brain flashes more than: the dense aroma of the stove, the seat of the messy belt, toenails on the cardamom, full of pillows like waterfalls of green silk …… all the aroma fragmented images flying, such as the wind rolled down the Ying, incited him to dry mouth and tongue.

Zhu Helin jumped out of bed, poured a cup full of cold tea, and drank it in one gulp. Ice cold into the stomach, instantly a jolt, that heat seems to be extinguished. He returned to bed, tossed and turned a few times, and at some point, fell asleep in a daze and had a dream.

In the dream, he was that Wei Sheng, being embraced by a very elegant and handsome male immortal, coaxing him to undress and go to bed.

His heart is reluctant, but also inexplicably some expectations, ignorant with its fiddling, until the other side of the jade mountain tilted, suddenly realized that it is not right – Qiankun inverted the wrong, he must be on top. Then a roll over, the other party under the body.

The male immortal didn’t struggle, but just let out a soft laugh, “Life is short, extreme happiness is boundless, why don’t we go to the land of the immortals together?”

He groped haphazardly, but he was always not allowed to enter the door, and suddenly saw the other party s face, the corners of the lips contain love, the phoenix eyes flow glory, like a tree of peach blossoms on the snow with thin powder and light red …… is Su Yan!

Prince suddenly woke up, heavy gasping for breath, full of fine beads of sweat. Crotch in a moist piece, he lifted the blanket to see, actually is a dream.

“…… Fubo! Fubo!” He shouted in a somewhat hand-wringing voice.

The palace maid who was on watch outside hurriedly broke into steps and knelt on the ground, saying, “What is the young master’s command?”

Zhu Hailin grabbed a pillow and slammed it through the curtains of the hanging tent, “Did I tell you to come in? Get out!”

Palace women panicked and retired. Fubao into the temple, see eagle flat wood save begonia flowers around the plucked step bed, hanging tent of the jade hook is still swaying, the prince sat in the coverlet, silkworm chrysalis like to wrap themselves tightly.

Fubo climbed into the one man wide bed surrounded porch, knelt on the pediment, and asked nervously, “What’s wrong with the young master?”

Zhu Hailin twisted his head, his eyes seeming to carry blood in their sockets, and lifted a corner of the quilt, “Look, what’s going on?”

Fubao probed and looked, and sniffed again, a faint pungent odor, like the heather flowers that bloom in the courtyard in April. He was also dumbfounded, “The slave girl does not know …… the slave girl who does not even have roots …….”

Cheng Sheng heard the courtesan report, into the palace to ask for peace. Although he is the same young de-emphasized eunuch, but after all, nearly fifty years old is used to seeing the palace exams, a look will know, laughed: “Congratulations to the young master, this is the opening of the essence of the pass, in the future will be able to perform human affairs.”

Zhu Hailin was bewildered, “Huh?”

“Little Master is a man now. I think years ago, the imperial master is at the age of fourteen years old to determine the choice of the main consort, sixteen years old big wedding. When this is reported, the Shangyi Bureau will send palace women to teach, and in addition to looking at spring paintings, before the wedding, they will also take Little Master to the secret room of the Joyful Buddha, to observe the Buddha’s organs and comprehend the method of handing over.”

Zhu Helin’s ears burned, and he rasped, “I don’t want any courtesan to teach me, I’ll read it myself!”

–

The sky is getting dark, the concubines live in front of the palace door, are hung up two red lanterns, as if the soft and charming fluttering red hands, begging for the emperor’s favor.

The eunuch in charge knocked and asked, “Which palace’s lantern will the emperor unload tonight?”

“No palace is going anywhere, I’m staying alone in the Palace of Nourishing Heart tonight.” Emperor Jinglong waved his hand to signal him to retire.

Palace maids gently wait for the emperor to wash and bathe, change into bedclothes, will be as bright as day lamps extinguished more than half, the temple will be darkened, shrouded in dim and soft candlelight.

The emperor walked to the dragon bed and stopped.

In front of the bed on the gold brick floor kneeling a figure, dressed in frost white paste Li, against the dark green ground, as if a flow of curling clouds, extraordinarily meandering and moving.

Hearing the footsteps, he pressed his forehead lower, pressing it against the cold, hard brick surface, and softly said, “Nu has come to serve His Imperial Highness on the orders of Eunuch Lan.”

The Emperor raised an eyebrow, “You are a palace chamberlain?”

The man respectfully replied, “Back to His Majesty, no.”

“You are neither a chamberlain nor a woman, what ‘slave’ do you call yourself?”

These words obviously carry taunts, the man’s body trembled, kowtowed and said, “Little man …… straw man ……”

“Straighten up and talk back.”

The man straightened up as he was told, and the Emperor reached out, hooking his jaw and lifting his face.

Skin as white as snow sixteen or seventeen years old teenager, sideburns like ink, eyebrows like daisy, lips are bud-like light pink, fresh and beautiful, more rare, born a pair of charming heavenly peach blossom eyes.

The emperor measured his eyebrows and eyes, and smiled lightly, “There are a few similarities …… to this old eunuch slave, it should be beaten.”

The young man saw a smile on the face of the Son of Heaven, and summoned up the courage to hold the hem of his bright yellow bedclothes and stick it to his cheek, his tone soft and supple: “Seek the mercy of the Emperor.”

“What’s your name?”

“Back to His Majesty, my humble name is Xiyan, west as in west, swallow as in swallow.”

“May I read the Scriptures?”

Xiyan blushed a bit, “I have not read books properly, I only know some words.”

“So what are you good at?”

“Yangqin, pipa, Dongxiao, Guanyin Dance, Jinghong Dance …… ah, can also sing Kun Opera, The Jade Hairpin, The Red Infinitesimal Tree, all can sing, the most skillful is The Peony Pavilion.”

Emperor Jinglong knew as soon as he heard it, this is specially tuned to serve the people of the eloquent, both blue Xi offered, is bound to be still a child.

He was silent, only pacing to the edge of the bed and sitting down.

Xiyan remembered Eunuch Lan’s teaching, saying that the emperor’s temperament is calm and reserved, and that he must take the initiative when serving, so he walked forward on his knees, climbed onto the bed’s front pediment, and gently laid his face on the dragon’s knee.

The action tugged at a strand of the Emperor’s emotions, and his gaze swung across the void as if he were caught in wistful memory.

Xiyan boldly caressed the robust muscles on the Emperor’s legs, feeling the vigorous heat, his mind was a little mesmerized, and his fingertips slowly moved to the small of his back.

Emperor Jinglong suddenly caught his fingers and pressed him face down on his thighs, ruffling the smooth green silk behind his head, and said in a deep voice, “This move, was it also taught to you by Lan Xi?”

Xiyan was pressed by him and didn’t dare to raise his face to speak, he could only nod his head.

“Heh.” The Emperor let out a light, negligent laugh, “How well he thinks he knows my mind.”

“I am the son of heaven, supreme, want what people can not get, why seek a double? Do not touch him, is not tolerate in his body branded sycophancy, ruined his future aspirations. Once the four words ‘to serve people with color’ are realized, even if you make Huo, Wei that kind of great achievements, the historical record is still categorized as ‘sycophant biography’. He has a clear stream of origin, with the talent to embrace the instrument is promising, is it because of a little bit of my selfish desire, will be reduced to treat, be full of the dynasty in the back of the finger pointing, secretly mocking thin?”

Xiyan was in a fog. He did not know Huo, Wei, also do not understand what “sycophancy” and “treats”, and do not understand the emperor in the mouth of this “he” and who is.

This was clearly said to his face, but it was said to Eunuch Lan, who was waiting outside, and as if it was said to the one who couldn’t hear.

However, was tightly suppressed in the heart of the good under, is how the boiling sea of desire, only the emperor himself knows. Perhaps these words of righteousness, he is to say to himself.

The emperor let go of his hand and faintly said, “You retire, there is no need to come back in the future. Out of the temple door by the way to tell Lan Xi, what I want, I will choose at my own discretion, do not need him to worry blindly.”

Xiyan heart fear, steal a glance at the handsome and dignified emperor, but also feel lost and regret, bowed to leave.

As soon as he left the hall, he ran into Lan Xi in the outer room, who had been waiting for a long time. Big eunuch demeanor comfortable, the other side of the temple movement as if not heard, only the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes in the candlelight more and more profound.

Xiyan immediately confessed, “Eunuch Lan, little man ……”

Lan Xi interrupted him, “Got it. Turn around and collect fifty taels of reward money to go out of the palace, just pretend that this matter has not happened, if you say half a word that should not be said–“

He didn’t finish the second half of the sentence, but Xiyan, like being stung by a scorpion hook and wasp’s tail, showed fear in his eyes and bowed his head and said, “I’ll save it, Eunuch Lan, please don’t worry.”

Lan Xi nodded and watched Xiyan’s back disappear, sighing in his heart: why would the Imperial Master discipline himself to this extent! If he, Su Qinghe, can serve the Son of Heaven with his body, it is a blessing of eight lifetimes, Su Keren’s ancestral graves are going up in smoke, the whole family should celebrate together. As for the public opinion inside and outside the court, is it important? Climb to a high position, see will be lowered head and pouting ass. As long as the power is in your hands, whether it’s from studying hard, fighting for it, or earning it by serving people with sex, what difference does it make? Since the emperor can’t touch him, but also seems to be in love, then we have to get through the joints on Su Yan’s side, so as to teach him to obediently climb on the dragon bed, not only to relieve the emperor’s depression, but also with us tied to the same boat. This pillow wind blowing a blow, all things will be better.