Wang Dian wanted to return to the study to carefully examine this defense map, but Liang Ye wanted to return to the sleeping quarters to carefully examine him.
Wang Dian doubted his own ears and asked Liang Ye uncertainly, “What did you just say?”
“Zhen thought you might have been too hasty before, not experiencing the wonderful taste within, and assumed you didn’t like it.” Liang Ye said with a straight face, “Do it a few more times, and then decide.”
Wang Dian was made to laugh out of anger, and considering they were outside, it wasn’t appropriate to raise his voice. He gritted his teeth hard and said in a suppressed voice, “You’re the one who was too hasty, I lasted longer than you!”
“Really?” Liang Ye raised an eyebrow, “Zhen remember you were quick.”
This was a blatant slander. Wang Dian stared at him coldly, “Don’t try to provoke me, and as for doing it a few more times, you can dream on.”
Liang Ye said seriously, “The taste in dreams is no different from reality. Zhen has seen in that book, you can also use your mouth——”
Wang Dian quickly covered his mouth, turned his head to glance at Yun Fu and Yu Ying who were following at a distance, and said tiredly, “Please, have some dignity, be a bit more reserved.”
Liang Ye blinked, conveniently wrapped his arm around his waist, bit his hand and ground his teeth, “You can’t just take Zhen’s map for nothing.”
“I’m taking the map to work for you.” Wang Dian looked at this emperor who was even more exploitative than a capitalist, and said stiflingly, “And you shouldn’t…”
Liang Ye tilted his head to listen carefully, seeing him stop, he touched his waist in confusion, “Shouldn’t what?”
Wang Dian sighed, looking at him as if he were looking at an idiot, “Don’t think that liking this thing can be exchanged with things.”
Liang Ye said discontentedly, “Zhen has taken great pains to coax you, and you dare to lecture Zhen. Tonight, whether you’re willing or not, you must——”
Wang Dian stared at him expressionlessly, Liang Ye looked at him uncertainly, closed his mouth, and after a long while, he said somewhat aggrieved, “You can like that sickly seedling Cui Qi, why can’t you like Zhen? Zhen is so good to you, you can’t find a second person like Zhen in the world.”
“……” Wang Dian looked at his expression, realizing that this guy might really think so, and Liang Ye was surprisingly persistent and sticky on this matter. If it were another normal person who had heard his previous words, they wouldn’t be able to continue to shamelessly approach him without any burden, at least they would know to save face.
Liang Ye shamelessly dragged him into the sleeping quarters. Wang Dian put the defense map on the table, intending to have a good talk with him. Without saying a word, Liang Ye picked him up and threw him into the bath, then jumped in himself while still dressed.
Wang Dian’s eyebrows twitched, he reached out to wipe his face, and the next second he was pushed against the edge of the pool by Liang Ye, who seemed very dissatisfied, “Are you still thinking about Cui Qi?”
Wang Dian looked at him with a puzzled face, “What do I want him for?”
“You were staring at his face in the bamboo forest, don’t think Zhen didn’t see it.” Liang Ye’s gaze was low, and he smiled like a hellish demon, “If you like his face so much, Zhen will peel it off for you to hang over your bed, so you can look at it every day.”
“You’re sick.” Wang Dian resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Although the water temperature in the bath was just right, he was thrown in all at once, and his wet clothes were all sticky and uncomfortable. But he was afraid that if he took off his clothes, Liang Ye would think he wanted something, so he could only back off a bit and said in a softer tone, “You weren’t here this afternoon, I read the memorials alone, I’m tired, I can’t accompany you to fool around.”
Liang Ye retracted his smile, his attention was indeed attracted by the memorials, “It was you who provoked Zhen first.”
“You’re the one who forced me.” Wang Dian grabbed his wandering hand in the water.
“Zhen has already coaxed you.” Liang Ye frowned, very dissatisfied with him stopping him.
Wang Dian was irritable and wanted to curse. He even wanted to pry open Liang Ye’s skull to see what kind of strange brain circuit was inside, “Talking to you doesn’t mean I’m not angry, and it doesn’t mean I’m willing.”
Liang Ye said impatiently, “So what do you want?”
“What do I want?” Wang Dian held his breath in his throat, gritted his teeth and said, “I want you to f*cking stay away from me!”
“No.” Liang Ye looked at him irritably, “You have to like Zhen.”
Wang Dian wiped the water off his face, and after a long while, he said, “Didn’t you say you don’t need others to like you?”
“Zhen wants you to like.” Liang Ye splashed water on his face again, then continued, “Zhen likes you, so you must like Zhen.”
Arrogant and straightforward, and unreasonable.
Wang Dian looked at Liang Ye, who had an irritable face and seemed like a trapped beast, and it took him a long time to find his voice, “Liang Ye, are you confessing to me?”
Liang Ye looked at him in confusion.
Thus Wang Dian changed his approach, “Are you expressing your feelings to me? Do you want to have a homosexual relationship with me?”
Liang Ye immediately furrowed his brow, appearing like a prickly hedgehog, and said displeased, “Zhen was just trying to make you accept reality.”
Wang Dian twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a headache as he looked at him, deciding to give up on communicating with him using conventional thinking. After a moment of thought, he opened his arms and said, “Come here, let me hug you.”
Liang Ye stared at him warily, hesitated for a few seconds, then reluctantly loosened his grip and embraced Wang Dian, resting his chin on Wang Dian’s shoulder, though his brow remained tightly furrowed.
Wang Dian reached out and gently touched his tense back, “Let’s set this issue aside for now since you can’t seem to understand it.”
Liang Ye scoffed lightly in disbelief, but his body relaxed honestly, lazily saying, “It’s clearly you who can’t understand, you fool.”
Wang Dian sighed, “I can’t understand it either, but one thing is certain. Both parties must willingly and happily engage in such matters like last night. You can’t always force others, even if you really want to.”
Liang Ye tightened his arms around him, remained silent for a while before speaking with a hint of regret, “But after doing it, you will treat Zhen well.”
Wang Dian remained silent for a long time, then ruffled his damp hair, “How have I treated you well?”
“Don’t know,” Liang Ye replied harshly, “But you not being obedient now, Zhen really doesn’t like it.”
Wang Dian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, yet he didn’t push Liang Ye away. Instead, he leaned over and gently kissed his earlobe, speaking softly, “I’ve already listened to you a lot, and in the past, no one dared to make me obedient like this.”
Liang Ye’s ears immediately perked up, and he raised his head, gazing at Wang Dian with a piercing stare, “Really?”
“Naturally,” Wang Dian nodded, his head submerged in water, and patted Liang Ye’s lower back, “Go find me some clean clothes, I’ll sleep with you tonight.”
Liang Ye nuzzled his neck, then happily went to fetch the clothes for him.
Wang Dian looked down at his reflection in the water, feeling numb and self-aware in his mind. Abnormal Wang Dian, you really f*cking will find excitement for yourself.
He was exhausted that day and fell asleep as soon as he lay down. Liang Ye surprisingly didn’t disturb him, allowing him to sleep very soundly…..nonsense!
When his body felt unusual, he was still in a dream, attending a meeting with a group of old men. The dream scene gradually shifted to something ambiguous and stimulating, comparable to certain 18+ content. By the time he finally felt something was off and woke up, he met Liang Ye’s playful and triumphant gaze.
He didn’t even have time to scold him before Liang Ye leaned in and blocked his mouth with a deep kiss that almost suffocated him. The dazed and confused feelings from just waking up, mixed with the stimulating sensations, overwhelmed him in the soft morning light and the faint scent of osmanthus flowers.
Liang Ye’s persistence in this matter left Wang Dian in awe, but since it had already happened, he had enjoyed it, and it was hard to muster the energy to scold him again. He was too lazy to scold, so he lay on his back, watching the curtains gently sway in the wind.
Liang Ye, with a face full of interest, held his hand, “Just now, when you weren’t awake, you were frowning, your cheeks were flushed, and you were still panting and groaning as you snuggled into Zhen’s embrace. It was truly really beautiful and promiscuous.”
Wang Dian was choked by his own saliva, feeling annoyed and ashamed, “Shut up.”
Liang Ye lowered his head and bit his fingertips, causing Wang Dian to involuntarily curl his fingers. His palm felt a bit sore, and a not-so-beautiful suspicion suddenly arose in his mind. He tentatively asked, “I help you?”
Liang Ye curled his lips into a smile, “No need, you’ve already helped.”
Wang Dian looked down at his own hand, and the shameless man even said, “Between the two hands, Zhen still prefers your right hand, and your legs are not bad either.”
Wang Dian kicked him off the bed, and as expected, he saw the skin on his inner thigh had been scraped off. The dense, strange pain came belatedly, making him feel a bit dizzy with anger.
Liang Ye lay on the carpet, looking very proud and seeking praise, “Zhen knows you’re not happy about it. Zhen didn’t go all the way, and Zhen is not the kind of person who acts recklessly. We can wait until after our marriage to consummate properly.”
Wang Dian laughed back angrily, “So I should thank you for that?”
Liang Ye stretched out his arm and grabbed Wang Dian’s ankle hanging over the edge of the bed, slowly caressing the two red ropes around it, “You’re welcome.”
Wang Dian raised his foot and pressed it against Liang Ye’s shoulder, narrowing his eyes, “Liang Ye, you’re fucking playing with me.”
Liang Ye’s gaze lingered on Wang Dian’s calf, looking puzzled, “Huh?”
“Don’t pretend,” Wang Dian said coldly, “Is it fun?”
Liang Ye’s smile gradually widened as he kissed Wang Dian’s calf, “But you clearly love it so much.”
Wang Dian didn’t move, only feeling that beneath Liang Ye’s face identical to his own, there were countless strange and bizarre masks, making it impossible to see his true self.
But one thing was certain: he thought Liang Ye was naive and ignorant of emotions, and that Liang Ye had only revealed the tip of the iceberg of his true self to him. He had even foolishly dreamed of being able to teach him, but Liang Ye never intended to have a real relationship with him from the beginning.
At most–Wang Dian looked at his playful expression, his heart sinking to the bottom–at most, he had simply found another interesting thing to occupy himself with.
As for how much of Liang Ye’s heart was genuine, he didn’t dare to think about it too much, lest he’d look like a complete idiot.
Wang Dian couldn’t quite put into words what he was feeling. It wasn’t entirely unexpected, and it was even somewhat natural when it came to Liang Ye, but almost believing it was foolish of him.
Fortunately, Liang Ye’s interest came and went quickly, preventing Wang Dian from continuing his foolishness.
Liang Ye got up from the floor, kissed his neck, and whispered like a lover, “Zhen will appoint you as a trusted assistant councilor, but the position of Zhen’s Empress will ultimately be yours, sooner or later. Don’t think Zhen doesn’t know you want to escape.”
Wang Dian raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.
“Zhen doesn’t need anyone’s affection,” Liang Ye smiled darkly at him, “All those trivial things are fleeting. Zhen wants you as you are. When Zhen is in the mood, Zhen can pamper you, and when Zhen is not pleased, you will endure it for Zhen. Don’t play tricks.”
Wang Dian smirked and threw a punch at his face, but Liang Ye effortlessly caught his fist, smiling wickedly and triumphantly, “Zhen—”
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly arched his body, instinctively covering “it”, his face contorted as he glared at Wang Dian.
Rubbing his knee, Wang Dian smirked and slowly uttered, “Go to hell.”
Despite Liang Ye’s formidable martial skills, he was in too much pain to speak. Wang Dian grabbed his hair, forcing him to look up, and sighed, “Think whatever you want, just don’t ruin my mood by saying it out loud.”
Liang Ye looked at him in pain and shock.
“Let me tell you this,” Wang Dian thought carefully, then said seriously, “I happen to like your craziness. I enjoy it when you’re like this, and I don’t care if you need it or not.”
He gently patted Liang Ye’s pale face, revealing a sinister smile, pushing him down by the bed, whispering softly in his ear, “Get down and let me take care of it.”
Still reeling from the pain, Liang Ye tried to turn his head, but Wang Dian slapped him and pressed his head onto the bed. He delicately kissed his neck, still damp with sweat, “Liang Ye, don’t you want this?”
A flicker of excitement and playfulness flashed in Liang Ye’s eyes. He tried to lift his head, but Wang Dian held him firmly. He licked his lips, his pale mouth moving slightly, and hoarsely said, “Zhen wants to watch you.”
Wang Dian’s gaze darkened, he lowered his head and bit his Adam’s apple.
