【The Legend of the Heavenly Soul】(37-100)

Author: Xiaopi Word Count: 118,000 Title: threbd-8914533-1-1.
Chapter Thirty-Seven of The Legend of the Heavenly Soul:
Qianfan settled Mingye on the bed.
A young servant brought a large towel, and Qianfan, disregarding his own safety, first helped Mingye remove his soaked, heavy palace robes, then unfolded the towel and wrapped it around him. Blood continued to seep from Mingye's wounds. Qianfan knew his temperament; he knew Mingye refused to see a doctor, so he used the towel to absorb the blood. His movements were very gentle, afraid of hurting the child.
Mingye lay on the bed, gazing intently at him, quietly admiring his beauty. Unfortunately, Qianfan was too focused to notice.
His gaze lingered on his handsome face; Qianfan's eyes and brows exuded a pure and gentle aura. In the palace, filled with desire and strife, he might not be the most beautiful, but he was certainly the most captivating. His gaze shifted slightly downwards. Qianfan's skin was exquisite, white and tender, with an unparalleled feel to the touch—a testament to her demonic genes, something no human man could compare to. Following her slender, graceful neck, Mingye's gaze slowly descended to Qianfan's chest. Her damp, thin clothes couldn't conceal her alluring figure. Her full, firm breasts bulged within the fabric, two nipples protruding. The damp, white fabric clung to them, revealing a suggestive pink hue.
Mingye swallowed, his throat still dry. "Qianfan..."
"Hmm?" Hearing Mingye call him, Qianfan stopped what he was doing. He had dried the child about 80% before handing the towel to the boy beside him. Then he bent down and asked softly, "What's wrong, Your Highness? How are you feeling? Does your wound still hurt?" He was completely focused on Mingye's injury, oblivious to the child's gaze lingering on his chest, which was beginning to turn lewd.
Mingye mischievously followed his lead, pouting, "No, I feel very uncomfortable, cold... and hungry..." His voice trembled with grievance, and his expression was pitiful, making Qianfan's heart ache. He wanted to do everything he could to make him smile.
Qianfan knew the most effective way to warm him up. His face flushed slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he loosened the sash at his chest. The palace had prepared women's clothing for him, including the dress he was wearing now. The bow, a symbol of feminine delicacy, was loosened, the collar opening to reveal a chest as white as jade. Two high, full breasts trembled precariously in the air. He removed his upper garment, picked up the child, and held him close, their naked bodies pressed together, warming him with his own body heat.
Mingye's face rested on one of his breasts, his feverish cheeks rubbing comfortably against the cool, smooth skin. "Mmm..." Qianfan immediately groaned unconsciously.
"I'm so hungry, Qianfan..." Mingye blinked his large silver eyes, knowing all too well how to evoke the other's sympathy. His hand had already begun to restlessly caress the snow-white breast.
"Ah..." Qianfan glanced at him with a mixture of reproach and shyness, his heart softening. He thrust his chest forward, offering his nipple to Mingye's lips, tacitly agreeing to his request. Mingye looked back at him happily, eagerly unfastening the dragon-patterned gold clasp that bound his nipple. The moment the golden ring was removed, Qianfan immediately felt his entire milk duct open. Before he could adjust, Mingye's warm little mouth suddenly enveloped his nipple, gently enveloping it, and before he even suckled, sweet juice gushed out. Mingye closed his eyes, wholeheartedly enjoying the experience. He couldn't swallow the gushing milk; it flowed down his chin and filled Qianfan's stomach.
Qianfan's cheeks flushed, and he bit his lip, shyly advising, "Don't rush, be careful not to choke."
His words only caused trouble. Mingye choked violently on a mouthful of milk, almost spitting it out of his nose. He quickly released Qianfan's nipple, coughing frantically until his little face turned purple, looking utterly pitiful. Qianfan, unaware that his words had caused Qianfan to choke, patted his back while saying, "I told you not to rush, you silly boy! Nobody's going to take it from you!" Mingye felt wronged and had no way to complain, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
After
finally catching his breath and feeling much better, Mingye simply removed the dragon-patterned gold clasp from Qianfan's other nipple. Qianfan hesitated, "Your Highness, do you want more?" As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized how shameless his question was. Seeing the mischievous smile in Mingye's eyes, he awkwardly turned his head away.
Mingye kissed Qianfan's chest, pushed him down onto the bed, and, taking advantage of Qianfan's distraction, gave a wink to the two young attendants. The shikigami, who were telepathically connected to their master, immediately jumped onto the bed, each grabbing one of Qianfan's hands.
Mingye flipped Qianfan over, making him lie face down.
Qianfan, bewildered, turned to look at Mingye: "Your Highness, what are you doing... um..." His lips were sealed by the child's small mouth.
Mingye kissed him from behind, his hands slipping under his armpits to embrace his chest, gently cupping his full breasts and massaging them. The little guy was already skilled at kissing, often making Qianfan lose himself in the moment. With time spent together, Mingye had become increasingly adept at controlling the intensity. Qianfan's breasts felt incredibly comfortable from the massage, his body going limp and weak. Gradually, he stopped resisting and let him have his way. Mingye ended
the kiss, seeing Qianfan still looking at him with confusion, and couldn't resist licking his slightly parted red lips a few more times before releasing him: "I feel much better now, you don't need to worry. I still have some documents to review today, wait for me." Having ignited the other's desire, he stopped abruptly, irresponsibly grabbing a clean set of clothes from the bedside table, putting them on, and jumping out of bed.
Qianfan suddenly snapped back to reality, realizing that the two young boys had secretly tied his hands to either end of the bed—undoubtedly at the little devil's behest. He asked疑惑地问道, "Your Highness, why did you tie me up?"
Mingye leaped to a nearby storage cabinet, pulled out a drawer, rummaged through it, and finally pulled out a metal box about a foot wide and two feet long. He went to the bed and opened it. Qianfan gasped upon seeing what was inside.
What good could be inside? Just a bunch of toys to enhance the pleasure of the bedroom.
Like a parent accidentally discovering their underage child secretly watching porn, Qianfan was both shocked and furious, demanding, "Who gave you these outrageous things?"
Mingye was startled, unable to believe that the usually gentle Qianfan would speak to him so loudly. But who was this little devil? Qianfan's rare display of authority only frightened him for two seconds; his beautiful silver eyes blinked twice, and he returned to normal.
Outside the palace, Mingye made many shady friends. This complete set of tools was a gift from one of them, whom Mingye accepted out of curiosity. That guy was the young master of a very famous chain of nightclubs, whose family had a gangster background. This person will appear later, but we won't talk about him now.
Before meeting Qianfan, the little devil was still an "innocent" child who didn't know what sex was. This set of tools just collected dust in his room and was completely useless. But now—heh, it's useful!
Mingye instructed the two young servants: "You two serve Qianfan well. Use whatever you have on him.
But remember one thing, never hurt him, understand?" The two servants cheered and rushed to tear off Qianfan's clothes.
Shikigami can be said to be the shadow of their master. The saying "things resemble their master" describes them perfectly. They were just as lustful as their master.
In the blink of an eye, Qianfan was stripped naked, not even his underwear was left. He knelt naked on the magnificent golden bed, his upper body leaning forward, his hands tied to the headboard. The little boy browsed through the dazzling array of tools, eager to try them out. The tools in the box were all exquisite, crafted with fine materials and meticulous carving, far superior to the ordinary, commonplace items on the market. But in Qianfan's eyes, no matter how beautiful or exquisite these things were, they were tools for humiliating others.
A pleading look appeared in his eyes as he looked at Mingye: "Your Highness, I don't want this."
Mingye came to the bedside, cupped his face, and kissed him: "Don't be afraid, Qianfan, they will make you very comfortable."
He gestured with his chin towards the large desk in the distance, on which lay a stack of documents piled high like a small mountain. "I'll come and keep you company as soon as I've finished dealing with that pile of official business. Warm up first, and wait for me obediently." He put Qianfan down and walked towards the desk.
Chapter Thirty-Nine of The Legend of Heavenly Souls
: Because the Demon Lord's health was poor and he could not handle the heavy workload of official business, all the memorials from Shuntian City were first presented to Mingye for approval. He would then select the important ones and send them to the Demon Lord Hengye for review.
Asking a restless fourteen or fifteen-year-old child to sit at a desk and deal with a huge pile of tedious documents was a cruel thing. But his innate stoic nature, coupled with long-term training, gave Mingye excellent self-control and concentration. He could handle several difficult documents at the same time in an orderly manner, and once he focused on a certain issue, his efficiency was also quite amazing, almost able to read ten lines at a glance and remember everything he read! But... today...
today he found his brain wasn't functioning normally, and what's worse, the words he saw were reflecting back out!
From the other side of the bed, seductive sounds kept coming: "Ah... ah... no... no... there...
ah..."
Damn! Such seductive moans!!
Mingye couldn't help but glance at the bed. He wouldn't have cared if he hadn't looked, but what he saw was shocking. Xiao Yi had inserted something between Qianfan's legs, causing him to scream repeatedly. From a distance, Qianfan's fair body trembled slightly. Mingye's eyesight was excellent; he could even vaguely see Qianfan's swollen breasts swaying back and forth.
"...Too deep... don't... ah... pull it out... pull it out... ah no..." Another round of boundless, lewd moans.
Xiao Hemeng was stirring between his legs. Mingye forced his gaze back to the official document in his hand. He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand... Wow! His hand was sweaty; the room was really hot today. He felt thirsty again and habitually reached for a cup on the table, but found nothing there. What the hell! Where did the palace maids on duty go today?!
Mingye was so angry he wanted to curse. He glanced at the mountain of documents still piled on the table, it was truly disgusting!
Heavens~~ when would he ever finish reading them?
"No... ah... that... that's too big... no... ah..."
Uncontrollably, his eyes darted over there again—oh dear, why is Qianfan crying? It must be that the two young servants didn't know their own strength and hurt him! This won't do! Mingye leaped up, slammed the documents back onto the table with a "smack," and rushed to the bedside like an unstoppable train. Seeing their master's posture, the two young servants exchanged a smile, and with a "!", they turned into two wisps of green smoke and disappeared.
When Mingye saw that a large bunch of agate grapes were inserted into Qianfan's pink flower core, and that his tight anus was stretched to its limit by a sea cucumber-shaped obsidian pillar, his blood surged and his head exploded—it's over, the little seedling is erect, I guess if I don't devour Qianfan tonight, he can forget about going back to look at that pile of damn documents.
"Pull it out... Waaah... Your Highness... Please help me... Pull it out..."
Mingye cupped his face and kissed him fiercely—really! These beautiful lips are usually so quiet, but in bed, they're so unrestrained, making it impossible for me to work in peace. They're moaning so loudly and so lewdly, aren't they afraid of being overheard by outsiders? This heavenly sound, no one but me is allowed to hear it! Being kissed by
the child, Qianfan gradually felt the swelling and pain in his lower body lessen, even though he was dizzy from the kiss and his head was not clear, he still felt that the little guy's kiss this time was particularly rough. The little tongue not only invaded his mouth, sweeping through it, but also sucked and bitten his tongue, a wet and fiery entanglement.
Just when Qianfan thought he was about to faint from lack of oxygen, Mingye finally released his poor, swollen lips.
Qianfan gasped for breath, raising his teary phoenix eyes. The boy before him had a glint of light in his eyes, his desire undisguised, etched on his face. He was determined to have him!
"Qianfan, don't cry, I won't bully you anymore, please don't cry, okay?" Mingye gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and loosened the cloth strips binding his wrists. Red marks had been left on his snow-white skin. Mingye tenderly stuck out his tongue and gently licked those marks—these were just the little devil's clever flirting techniques. Winning hearts is paramount! Even as his lower body clamored with desire, Mingye patiently calmed Qianfan's fear, reigniting the passion within him, making him surrender completely and wholeheartedly.
"Good boy, lie down, I'll help you take the thing out from behind."
Mingye had Qianfan lie flat and spread his legs. He leaned between Qianfan's legs. Wow, what a breathtaking sight! Mingye couldn't help but hold his breath and admire it. A surge of heat rose to his nose, it itched, and smelled fishy, as if something was about to burst out. He quickly covered his nose with his hand—good heavens, these things inserted were actually vibrating? And the amplitude and frequency were quite significant, Qianfan's entire buttocks were trembling... How... how could he bear it?
"Your Highness?" Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Qianfan urged.
Mingye gritted his teeth, gripped the end of the agate grape bunch, and pulled hard.
"Ah────" Qianfan arched his body, instantly reaching orgasm, his jade stem spurting out a cluster of essence, sprinkling it onto his lower abdomen. Mingye stared in disbelief; he remembered that Qianfan had never felt this good before.
"Hmm..." Savoring the afterglow of his orgasm, Qianfan moaned drowsily.
Watching the beauty's languid appearance, her spring passion fully revealed, the little devil foolishly picked up the agate grape in his hand and compared it to his own little seedling. Wow! Isn't that the difference between XL and XS?!
Angrily, he threw the thing against the wall with a crisp "bang," damn it! It didn't break?
"Your Highness?" Qianfan was pulled back to his senses by the sudden sound, looking at the sulking child in front of him, bewildered.
The little devil had suffered quite a few blows. "Wah—" he cried, throwing himself into Qianfan's arms, babbling incoherently, "Waaah, I'll definitely grow up! Grow up really big! I'll make Qianfan very, very happy!"
Seeing his dejected look, Qianfan understood somewhat, feeling both amused and exasperated. He didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he could only stroke his head: "Yes, yes, Your Highness will definitely grow into a man." "
Qianfan, will you wait for me? Wait for me to grow up, wait for me to be strong enough to protect you?"
Hearing his innocent words, Qianfan suddenly felt a pang of sadness: "Silly child, I'm afraid it's not that I can't wait, maybe… before that time comes, you'll already… not want me anymore…" Toys are merely for adding fun to children. Good toys allow children to learn and grow through play. But that's all. At a certain stage of growth, children need another, more advanced toy to accompany them and bring them joy. The old ones should be quickly discarded. Because there's no need anymore, no value left…
“No! No!” Mingye protested urgently, rubbing his fluffy head against his chest: “I love Qianfan, I want to be with Qianfan, forever and ever.”
Qianfan smiled bitterly, a somewhat desolate smile. “You like this body?” He took Mingye's hand and slowly placed it between his legs. “This… has already been enjoyed by many people. You can be indifferent now because of curiosity. But one day, you will understand how shameful this birth is in the eyes of the world. You will despise this filthy body, and you will hate me even more… damaging your reputation… At that time… Your Highness… we won't be together anymore…”
Mingye's childish expression vanished, and he suddenly seemed like a different person. He raised his hand and stroked Qianfan's handsome cheek: "Why are you crying again? Didn't I tell you I wouldn't bully you, and that you shouldn't cry?" His calm expression held a commanding authority, more serious than ever before: "I will grow up, I will protect you, just wait! Qianfan, you were born for me, you belong only to me!" He
had spoken so confidently then because, at that time, Mingye truly believed he could keep his promise. Although he had many experiences, he was still too young to understand that many things change with time, beyond human control.
For example—the human heart!
...
Waaah, I don't want to use my brain, I don't want to use my brain, I don't want to use my brain...
Chapter 40 of The Legend of the Heavenly Soul:
Who can guarantee what will happen tomorrow?
He never demanded eternal promises, remembering only today was enough...
At least at this moment, the little prince genuinely wanted to be with him, and that was enough.
A charming smile spread across Qianfan's face. For the first time, he lowered his head and kissed the child in his arms. The emotions surging within him were complex; he couldn't tell if it was tenderness or love. He didn't know whether to see the little one in his arms as a child or a lover. Wavering between these two ambiguous feelings, Qianfan was certain that he loved him, and he was willing to do anything to protect him, even if it meant being forced to use his body to please others like a prostitute…
"Qianfan, you smell so good!" Mingye tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, revealing his earlobe, as white as a lotus petal. His warm, moist tongue licked the delicate earlobe, and he whispered his urgent desire in his ear, "I want you, now!" The little lecher acted even faster than he spoke, using both hands and feet to squeeze between Qianfan's legs. He was too impatient; inadvertently, his knee bumped against the massive stone pillar inserted into Qianfan's rear.
"Ah..." Qianfan arched his back in pain, his chest thrusting upwards, almost slamming his breasts into Mingye's face. Seeing his violent reaction, Mingye let out a soft "Huh." Could it be that Qianfan's anus was even more sensitive than his vagina? He tried to grasp the exposed massive rod, thrusting it in and out gently. After a few strokes, he suddenly pulled the entire thing out without warning, the textured surface mimicking the skin of a sea cucumber scraping violently against Qianfan's tender intestinal walls.
"Your Highness...stop...ah..." A surge of urination rushed through the tip of his penis, and Qianfan ejaculated again. Having orgasmed twice in a row, he was somewhat overwhelmed. He lay on his back on the bed, legs spread wide, panting heavily. His two snow-white breasts had swelled even more, standing heavily in the air.
His Highness wanted Qianfan to belong to him alone, and Qianfan himself wanted the same. But tomorrow, he had to go to that terrible appointment. Thinking of this, Qianfan felt his body was dirty and lowly, and his gaze towards Mingye was filled with deep apology. He bit his lower lip and whispered, "Tonight... please... let me serve Your Highness..." He blushed crimson with shame, not daring to look at Mingye. His eyes, though shimmering, gazed sadly elsewhere, his delicate eyelashes trembling slightly, his fragile posture indescribably moving.
The little devil's lust was aroused; even the usually astute Qianfan failed to notice anything amiss. With a cheer, Mingye rolled over and lay comfortably against the two large, soft pillows at the head of the bed, urging loudly and without any class, "Hurry up! Qianfan, hurry up!" He pointed to his erect little seedling between his legs and shamelessly exclaimed, "Look, isn't it bigger? It looks like it's grown, Qianfan, don't you think?"
Qianfan chuckled, amused by his words. Without hesitation, he straddled Mingye. The little guy was slender, and Qianfan dared not press down on him, so he knelt on the bed, supporting his weight with his knees. He had already secretly resolved to offer the best of himself to this little boy before him. He didn't ask Mingye to cherish him for life, he didn't even dare to hope he would remember him. He only hoped that in this moment, he could bring this child a little physical pleasure. To fulfill this simple and humble wish, he could set aside his dignity, disregard shame, and wholeheartedly bloom only for him…
Chapter 41 of The Legend of the Heavenly Soul:
His body slowly sank, and his moist, alluring orifice touched the vibrant little seedling. The slippery, soft flesh enveloped the top of the seedling, like a nimble mouth, tightly sucking and drawing out the nectar from within. Mingye felt his genitals burning like a torch, unbearably hot. Touched by Qianfan's labia like a kiss, he longed to thrust himself into Qianfan's tight body. With a thrust of his waist, he watched as the little seedling was about to enter that alluring honeyed orifice, but the anticipated pleasure did not arrive. Qianfan had anticipated this, deftly lifting her body, causing the seedling to miss its target.
"Waaah… Qianfan… you… you're so awful!" Mingye slumped back onto the bed, complaining bitterly.
Heh! Qianfan gently touched his lips with her finger. "Didn't we agree that I would serve Your Highness tonight?" she said, glancing alluringly at Mingye. She straightened her back, swept her hair back over her chest, and exposed her snow-white breasts completely to Mingye. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, shimmering with a bright light. A gentle breeze blew, and her soft strands danced in the wind, making her appear like an elf spreading her wings in the darkness, highlighting her flawless, icy skin.
The little devil stared in awe at the beauty swaying in the night breeze on his body, momentarily mesmerized, even forgetting the heat rising within him.
"Your Highness, am I beautiful?" Qianfan asked, her eyes darting sideways, a captivating smile playing on her lips.
The little devil, a novice in love, had no resistance to the alluring, naked body before him. He felt lightheaded, his eyes darting around Qianfan, unsure where to look, afraid of missing something exciting. He was anxious and didn't pay attention to what Qianfan was saying, nodding wildly.
Qianfan's hand slowly slid down his neck to his body, caressing him. His body was supple, his waist swaying gently with his hand's movement, like a weak water plant rippling in the blue waves. One hand gently stroked his flat stomach, the other cupped one of his breasts, squeezing it tightly before releasing it. A surge of pleasure and pain washed over him simultaneously. "Ah..." His head tilted back, letting out a seductive moan, a few drops of milk immediately dripping from the bright red nipple.
"Qian...Qianfan..." The young boy lowered his head, unable to control himself any longer. Mingye gripped the blankets tightly, thinking: Damn it! If Qianfan continued to flirt with him without relieving his desire, he would definitely strike first.
But just as Mingye was about to sit up and launch his attack, Qianfan was faster, suddenly releasing the pressure from his knee, causing his body to fall heavily. A muffled "plop" was heard as Xiao He Miao was completely inside Qianfan. The pleasure came suddenly and intensely, instantly destroying reason. "Ah ha…" they both cried out simultaneously.
Unlike
his previous passive submissions, tonight Qianfan
, straddling Mingye, took the initiative. With his already alluring body, and his genuine love for Mingye, willing to give everything, Qianfan displayed his bedroom skills to the fullest tonight. Every thrust brought Mingye a frenzied carnal stimulation. Before this, Mingye had never known that human contact could achieve a state of perfect harmony and pleasure through simple rhythm and friction! For the first time, he indulged himself, fully experiencing the ecstasy of lovemaking, as if he could find the true meaning of life's continuation on the edge of pain and pleasure...
Qianfan's technique was undeniably skillful. From the moment he began, Mingye's mind went blank, his vision blurred, only seeing Qianfan's breasts swaying back and forth, hearing Qianfan's suppressed moans, and occasionally a few drops of water, whether tears or sweat, carrying Qianfan's body heat, dripped onto Mingye's chest, scalding his cold skin. Qianfan continued to thrust his chest and sway his hips, his warm, moist vulva tightly gripping the boy's tender penis, his breasts swelling from his vigorous movements, his snow-white peaks bouncing up and down. Before long, the little devil surrendered, a hot, warm stream spraying deep into Qianfan's body.
"Your Highness..." Exhausted, Qianfan collapsed softly onto Mingye.
The little devil seized the opportunity to roll over, pinning Qianfan down, burying his face in his chest, enjoying a delicious feast.
The rounded breasts gradually flattened, but the two sensitive nipples, glistening with saliva after being sucked by Mingye, stood erect, red and swollen. Qianfan was surprised to find that the little seedling inside him had hardened again.
What a vigorous little fellow! He sighed, knowing that tonight wasn't over yet. Just as he thought this, Mingye flipped him over. "Ah..." The little guy's thing circled inside his vagina, rubbing against him until he groaned uncontrollably. Lying on the bed, he heard the child's urgent voice behind him: "Qianfan, I want to go in from behind!"
This position made him feel embarrassed, but Qianfan still obediently and slowly propped himself up with his hands, raising his buttocks high. But before he could even get into position, the little guy suddenly pulled out his penis, and with lightning speed, thrust it into his anus!
"Whoa!!!!!" Qianfan screamed, his arms went weak, almost unable to support his upper body weight, as a pair of small hands reached under his armpits and lifted his chest. The little one didn't move immediately, but leaned down and gently bit his back, her little hands restlessly groping his chest. With each gentle squeeze, milk spurted from the tiny openings at the tips of his nipples, spraying onto the sheets. "Qianfan's heart is beating so fast, what's wrong? Are you feeling good or in pain?
Tell me, okay?"
After a moment of silence, Qianfan softly replied, "It feels...uh, I...feel good..."
Hehe, the little devil laughed, "Liar! Your body is trembling, you don't like being penetrated there, do you?
Silly Qianfan, you're sad but you can't bear to refuse me, right?"
"No!" Qianfan subconsciously denied, "I'm not sad...because it's...someone I like...
so...it's okay..."
Someone...I like?!
With his back to the child, Qianfan didn't know what Mingye's expression was like, only feeling the little hand supporting his chest suddenly tighten: "Ah..."似乎只有这样粗暴地侵犯他，蹂躏他，才能分散自己的注意力，才能驱散心中那种模糊不清的烦躁情绪。
天魂传第四十三章
冥夜今晚有些失控，把千帆翻来覆去要了好几次。他力气还太小，也不会使用一些高难度的体位，来来去去就只懂那两个动作，但也够他折腾的了，千帆在中途就体力不支，累得昏睡了过去。冥夜却还不消停，在千帆身上又咬又啃，把那一身白玉似的肌肤弄得到处都是青紫的吻痕。
千帆在三更时分醒来，迷迷糊糊地就感到腹部有些痒，低头一看，只见一个毛茸茸的脑袋枕在他小腹上。根据过去的经验，小家伙熟睡时一般都会把脑袋枕在他胸前，或者干脆含着他的乳头入睡。千帆直起身子，想把小家伙拉上来躺好，却发现那颗脑袋挪动了下。虽然已是深夜，但冥夜向来不喜熄灯睡觉，所以房间里依然灯火通明。小家伙那头闪闪发亮的银丝，柔柔覆盖在千帆胸腹上，触感又冰又滑，像铺了一块精致的银色锦缎。小家伙脑袋一动，发丝也随之扫动，痒痒的感觉让千帆直想笑。
「小殿下，你不睡麽？」
一夜的发泄，冥夜筋疲力尽，四肢酸软，但精神却十分亢奋。他抬起头看了千帆一眼，漂亮的银眼睛瞪得又大又圆，像只夜间觅食的狐狸。没有说话，他又重新把头枕着千帆肚子。不知为什麽，激情过后，他特别依恋那里，仿佛里面藏了一个珍贵的宝贝，小脸贴着千帆柔软的腹部蹭了蹭，惹得千帆终于忍不住笑了出来：「啊哈，好痒……」小腹一阵收缩起伏，甬道里面满满的精液和淫水马上就被挤出穴口，顺着股沟流到床单，晕开了一滩深色的水渍。
冥夜退出千帆双腿之间，门外突然有了动静，有数个模糊身影在门外晃动，却听不到一丝脚步声。半晌，有个女子的声音响起：「殿下，时候到了，请准备。」
千帆累得连根指头都不想动，那点若有似无的声音听进耳朵里，他还以为自己睡迷糊了产生幻觉。又揉了揉酸涩的眼睛，他转头看向大门。「嗯……我好像听到声音了……那里有人麽？」
「没事，你不用操心。」沈默了半夜的小家伙终于开口。他嘴角勾出了一丝宠溺的笑，把千帆轻轻压回床上。「今晚累着你了。」凑到千帆耳边，冥夜歉意地低语：「夜还长着呢，你快睡吧。」他伸手把散落在千帆脸上的乌丝拨开。
千帆含嗔带怨地睨了冥夜一眼，凤目流转着说不清的妩媚。
他想换个睡姿，才动了动身子，「嗯……」马上发现浑身上下酸麻不堪。交欢了大半个晚上，他一直张着腿，现在腿上的肌肉早就麻痹，千帆想把腿合上，却无法做到，依旧维持着那个叫人难堪的淫荡姿势。
「哎呀，千帆你还想要吗？」看到他窘迫的样子，冥夜坏心地逗他。「哈哈，真贪心啊，看你这里都肿成这样了。」恶作剧地用手指掐住千帆一颗肿胀通红的乳珠，「连我的耳环都套不下去了，你还不心足啊？」那里已经敏感得不象话。
「啊……」千帆有气无力的一声呻吟飘溢出口，听得人骨头都酥了。受了欺负，他一双凤目迷茫半张，泛起了一层泪光，委屈地看着冥夜。
「好了好了，不逗你了。」小魔王难得大发慈悲，松开了千帆的乳头，还帮他把双腿合上，再掀开被单，盖在千帆满是吻痕的身体上。功夫做了一半，冥夜忽地又停了下来，温柔的目光停留在千帆的腹部。他伸手覆在上面，轻柔地抚摸着，突然脑中闪过一线灵光，还来不及捉住……
「殿下，时候不早了，请马上准备！」门外的声音再次催促。
冥夜眉头一皱，也不答话，低头在千帆小腹上亲吻了几下，就把被子拉高到千帆肩膀。「我有些事情要办，需要出去一趟。你好好睡一觉，不用等我回来，不然明天就起不了床了，知道吗？」他一边温声细语地哄着，另一手已捉起了床边的衣袍。
千帆困得连眼睛都睁不开，尽管还想跟小魔王说几句话，却力不从心，昏昏沈沈的，眼前暗了下来，渐渐就不知事了。
天魂传第四十四章
顺天城的魔宫直耸云霄，从地面往上望，甚至望不到尽头。王公贵族，宗亲皇室，在魔族里身份越高的，就会住在顺天城更高的地方。议事厅等用来商讨国务，决策政事的宫殿，全都设在城顶，象征着皇权至高无上。但谁又知道，真正统管整个魔族的权力中枢，其实并非处在常年云雾环绕高不可攀的城顶，而是深埋在顺天城的地底下──第四十九层的「无尽地宫」。而每逢月圆之夜，这里都会举行一次聚会……
出席的大概有三四十人，都是银发银眸的年轻面孔，平均年龄只有二十五岁左右。一群朝气蓬勃的年轻人在一起，谈话间免不了率性随意，不像上了年纪的老臣子，开口闭口都要来一段长篇大论的官腔。也只有年轻人，才能在好梦正酣的三更夜里被叫来这里，还能精神亢奋，神采奕奕的。几个坐不定的男孩子，甚至离了座位互相追逐打闹，女孩子们也乐得三五成群大聊八卦。
有人看看墙上有千年历史的古锺，叫了一声：「咦，今晚殿下迟到了，少有哦。」
周围几个伙伴听后，纷纷发表高见。男人之间互打眼色，通通笑得很下流。
「听说殿下前些天从宫外带了个美人回来，啧啧，春宵一刻，千金难买。哪里还有空理咱们？」
一堆家伙马上起哄：「哦！！！八成是了。哎呀，好想见见那人长什麽模样？
居然能把咱们小殿下迷住，一定是个天姿国色。「然后他瞥了一眼在场的女生，很贱地补了一句：」唉，我也已经很久没见过美女了……「话没说完，已有几只玉掌往他头上招呼过去。
娇斥声此起彼伏：「找死啊你，没长眼睛还是镜子照多了，审美观发生扭曲？
关我们女生什麽事？没听有传闻说那人是个男的麽！笨猪！「魔族美女个个灵气十足，对自己的外貌都自信爆棚。
面对一班泼辣的大小姐，男生们毫不客气地顶了回去：「所以才说你们应该好好反省！殿下宁愿到宫外找个男人，也看不上你们，可知你们的质素有多差，这样下去，咱们哥儿有天也得去找男人了！」他话虽这麽说，想着有天抱着个男人在怀，自己就先打个哆嗦。
女生们气得脸红耳赤，门外一声传报，才解了围。
「殿下尊驾──」
殿门开启，八位身穿黑斗篷的使者护着中间一个孩子走了进来。
「恭迎殿下！」众人肃穆齐呼，伏身跪迎，刚才的玩笑气氛倘然无存，谁都不敢再放肆。整个大殿，都沈浸在一种庄严沈重的基调里。
冥夜在大殿的首座上坐下，八位黑蓬使者分别位列于他的两侧，其中一人右手平抬，唤了一声：「起──」
殿内众人才起身落座。
座位是环形设计，首座比其他地方高了三层梯级。
冥夜居高临下扫了「群臣」一眼，其实这班年轻人有些还算不上真正的臣子，他们是被刻意安插于朝堂上的暗线，渗透在各个部门。虽然地位还比较低微，但可以踏进无尽地宫的人，都是经过严苛挑选的精英，有胆色有野心有头脑有手腕，只要稍待时日，这班雄心勃勃的年轻人就有机会超越当下掌权的前辈，然后各凭本事取而代之，成为真正统领魔族的掌权集团。
仍然是那句一成不变的开场白，冥夜一手撑着脑袋，姿态悠闲：「有什麽事情要报的，现在可以随便说。」
其他人都绷紧了神经，丝毫不敢掉以轻心。
冥夜话音刚止，已有过半数的人举起手来要求发言。这是总结自己这一个月来的工作以及力求表现的好机会。发言顺序由电脑抽签决定，绝对公平，每人只有三分锺的时间，必须言简意赅，半秒都浪费不得。
冥夜面无表情的聆听，年轻的臣子们上报的不外乎一些所见所闻以及自己对政务上的看法观点。而这些，情报人员已经提供了足够的资料，由这些羽毛未丰的年轻人再说一遍，只是为了测试他们的进度。通过几分锺的陈述，冥夜对下面一班精英们的进展有了相当的了解。胜任的，当然会继续栽培，如果发现跟不上步伐的，只好考虑换人。
听完了大家的发言，冥夜对左手边的一位黑蓬使者点了下头。
使者捧出一小叠文件，让侍从逐一分发下去，每人一份。
那可以说是成绩单，上面还列明了下一个月的任务安排。
人人胆战心惊地接过。有的人打开一看，马上眉开眼笑，因为自己得到了肯定，而下一个月的任务相信也不难完成。有的人就没那麽幸运了，到手的是一张离任通知，心高气傲的女孩子，当场就掉下眼泪，却死死捂住嘴，不敢发出丁点声音。
在时机成熟之前，无尽地宫一直都会是个秘密的存在。
精英们来这里之前都签过协议，万一能力不够中途离职的，就一定要接受局部洗脑，把他们在无尽地宫的一切记忆洗去。冥夜早就跟他们有言在先：不管是谁，泄漏了无尽地宫的任何资料出去，这里的所有人，都得死，无一例外。
政治上的残酷，向来都是必要的。
天魂传第四十五章
与一班「实习生」的会面结束以后，冥夜来到地下宫殿的另一个房间。
「都在门外守着。」他对身后八位黑蓬使者吩咐，众人默跪领命，宫女打开房门，冥夜跨了进去，房门再度紧紧关闭。
房间的布置并不特别，没什麽耐人寻味的秘密，只是很普通的豪华摆设。仿佛为了显示格调，而刻意调得昏暗的灯光里，出现一抹高挑的身影。
一时不慎，脑海中，前尘往事如潮水翻滚，眼前的身影便与回忆中那个永恒的人重叠在一起，冥夜嘴唇动了动，差点张口喊出那声「哥哥」。声音冲到嘴边，被理智狠狠压下，瞬间化作一丝苦涩的笑意，比哭还难看。心，痛得难以呼吸。
冥夜知道，那个会温柔回应他的人，已经永远不在了。
「你来了？」房里等候多时的魔君恒夜转过身，提议道：「这地下宫殿真是静得恐怖，来点音乐怎样？」
冥夜笑笑，不置可否地走到酒柜前，自架子上抽出一瓶「诺梅特」。
这种酒只有魔族懂得酿制，但现在已经断产了。因为酿酒用的原料是一种很特别的果实，只长在极寒的冰天雪地里，魔族过去的领土是唯一能找到这种果实的地方，可惜那里，如今已是无人踏足的禁地。
「诺梅特」只能保存在一个特制的隔热水晶瓶里，在常温下，液体状态的「诺梅特」会马上气化。所以酒一出瓶，马上要灌入口中，人的体温会加速气化，酒液还没进入食道，就会化成雾气，渗入口腔的毛细血管里。这种奇特的酒甘香芳醇，就算到了天宫，也是数一数二的琼浆佳酿，千金难求，可是这酒的酒性极烈，正常人三杯下肚，会足足睡上一天一夜，不省人事。可冥夜这三年来，不用这酒那晚就无法成眠。
看着弟弟把烈酒当开水灌，恒夜已经习以为常，他走到一台老旧的音响前，挑了首曲子，按下启动开关，乐音流泻而出。在静得仿佛空气都凝结的空间里，慢慢荡漾了开去。「卡农的四重奏，悲伤的激情，我觉得与你很相配。」他背对冥夜，这麽说道。
冥夜坐在吧台前的椅子上，静静看着眼前熟悉的背影，握着空酒杯的手，搁在桌边轻轻打着拍子，眼中泛起了依恋的水光，回味着一去不返的往日时光。
哥哥，好多话想跟你说呢……好多……
时间在音乐中流逝，分分秒秒的过去，再不愿意，结束的那一刻仍要到来。
音乐渐行渐止，如无法挽回的失去，悲伤的缅怀终在静谧中沈淀。
银眸恢复冷月般的清明，再也没有任何情绪。冥夜搁下手中酒杯，冷冷下令：「跪下！」
恒夜眼中闪过一丝愕然，看了眼坐在吧台旁边的孩子，他低头，无奈轻笑，然后走到冥夜身边，单膝跪了下去。
冥夜托起他的下巴，「你怎敢如此？在朝堂上逼我答应与你妹妹成婚？」说到这，冥夜也笑了，但笑意里没有丝毫温度。「你只是长得像『他』而已。就算是他，挡了我的路，我杀起来也绝不手软，何况是你？呵呵，到底是谁给你的胆子来设计我，舅舅麽？他以为我不敢动你，是不是，翎寐表哥？」
跪在地上的人，听了阴冷如冰的话，身子先是轻微一颤，随即就镇定下来，一丝讥讽的笑意出现在他俊美的脸上：「其实我一直都很想知道，冥夜，当年你手中的剑穿过恒夜胸口的那一刻，你心里到底是什麽感觉。亲手杀死自己的哥哥，你那时候在想些什麽啊？」他捉起冥夜搁在他下巴的手，缓缓放到自己前胸。
「你的手好冰……怎麽不说话了，我的小殿下？是不是，你已经忘记了？如果忘记的话，不妨再试一次。看，很简单的。在这里开个洞，然后血就贱出来了，止都止不住……当时，恒夜就是这麽死的……你忘记了麽？」
「住口！！」冥夜大叫一声，猛地抽回手。
那种感觉……怎麽能忘？！
他站起来，把颤抖的手藏在口袋里，丝毫不避忌地直视翎寐的眼睛，冥夜暗里咬紧牙关将心底涌起的那种深沈得几乎把人击垮的伤痛生生压下去。他的语调平稳沈着，他的平静无懈可击：「杀他，是因为他必须死！我可以告诉你，哥哥他死的时候，我没有任何感觉！现在，更不会有！凡挡我路者，只有死！你记住了！」
「但那时候，恒夜根本不会对你构成威胁，还不是被你秘密处死了？！」翎寐突然不顾一切地愤然控诉：「你这个冷血的篡位者！魔君主上本是要将皇位传给恒夜的，你也很清楚，其实他一点野心都没有，他那麽宠你，只要你想要的，他什麽都会给。你当时可以软禁他，可以流放他……一千一万种方法，为什麽你非要杀他不可？他死了，你却又要我假扮他，我真的不懂，冥夜，你到底想要干什……啊……」
冥夜一下子掐紧翎寐的脖子，让他不能成言，「你说够了没有？你又有什麽资格来责问我？别以为你对我哥哥做过的那些龌龊的事，我会不知道！你该庆幸自己长得跟我哥那麽像，所以你的家族至今才得以生存。安安份份当好傀儡，我给你生路。如果下次再敢背着我做一些小动作，我有办法让你比死还难受。听懂我的话了？」冰冷的手甩开翎寐，冥夜转身离去。
翎寐呆在原地，发了一阵愣，突然想起了什麽，「殿下！殿下请留步……」
他跪行到冥夜跟前，拉住他的衣袍一角。「我妹妹……琉珈她是个好孩子，请殿下善待她，我……」
「呵，你也知道在我身边的人，都不会有好下场。是你亲手把琉珈推到我身边的，就算她以后出了什麽事，也是你一手造成的。」冥夜唇边孕着残忍的笑，把自己的衣袍抽回，再也不理会身后的喊叫，推门离开了房间。
「我这麽做都是为了魔族的未来，你的名声……只有这样才能……」
沈重的房门被重新合上，隔断了里面的话语。
为了魔族的未来？多麽富丽堂皇的理由，为了大义，我们就可以毫不留情地伤害致爱的人了，是不是？翎寐表哥，你和我，其实是同一类人，我们都一样可悲……
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回到房间里，看着床上沈睡的人儿，冰冷的心渐渐回暖。「千帆……」冥夜俯下身，往他唇上轻轻一吻。千帆并没有醒过来，嘤咛一声，翻过身子侧躺而眠，背对冥夜，他身上的薄被没盖好，裸露大片光滑的背部。他的腰很细，侧身的体线来到了腰的位置，就顺着一个优美的弧度滑下去，雌雄同体的怪异身体，此刻正展现着女性玲珑有致的体态。
千帆的臀部满布欢爱后的痕迹，一道淡淡的银线在后庭滑落，缓缓流下俏臀。
小魔王见了，心中有股莫名的骄傲，呵呵，那是自己留在千帆身体里的东西呢。
小魔王突发奇想，觉得身为一个男子汉，他应该好好地宠护爱人，头脑一阵发热，冥夜居然想抱起千帆前去沐浴，为他清理身体。瘦瘦的手臂穿过千帆身下，用力一抱……啥？没抱动？？！！！！再来一次……呜呜……还是不行……这几下动静，可把千帆弄醒了。
他转过身，眯着惺忪的凤眼，莫名其妙看着埋首在他身后的孩子。「小殿下，你回来了？嗯……你在干什麽？」将醒未醒的声音慵懒嘶哑，透着该死的性感。
「没干什麽！」冥夜万分懊恼地回答，自尊心被打击得不轻。呜呜……自己居然连千帆都抱不动，好丢脸！他闷闷地开口，声音小得像在自言自语：「我记得魔族的秘术里，有一种让施法者在瞬间长大的法术，用了它，力量可以在一段时间里提升到更高年龄阶段的水平……我记得御书阁里有秘术的口诀……」他突然跳下床，冲了出去，留下房里一脸困惑的千帆。
看看窗外，天灰蒙蒙地亮，应该还不过五更天。千帆从床上坐起来，「嗯…
…「身上的酸软让他不自觉地皱了眉。昨夜，因为自己存心勾引，让小殿下玩得有些失控了。千帆看着满身青紫的爱痕，唇边泛出苦笑，那正是他想要的。只有这样，他才能够应付天亮后的那场」约会「。
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有点少，大家请先看着，明天有空我会再更的。厚厚，溜走……
天魂传第四十七章
次日──
天宫下朝之后，冥夜被四亲王叫到偏厅。因昨天无故缺席作战会议，他免不了要挨上四亲王一顿斥训，意料之中的。
冥夜站在偏厅中央已经快一小时了，魔族的随从都被留在外头，不许进来，厅里的全是神族那边的人。
唉，还有完没完哪？冥夜心里唉声叹气，他把双手背在身后，低头盯着自己的鞋面，悄悄做了个鬼脸。是谁说刹纭锣的四亲王惜言如金，沈静持重的？那眼前唠叨个不停的家伙是谁？冥夜用眼睛瞟了瞟站在一边的刹纭锣侍卫，只见人人脸色惨白，全都站得笔直肃然，他们从没见过主人一次说这麽多话，更没见过主人发这麽大的火。
「……四哥在问你话呢，小殿下，怎麽不答？」空旷的大厅里响起一把女声。
冥夜回神，抬头一看，原来是四亲王身边的一位火辣辣的大美女开了口，她披散着一头红得嚣张的大波浪卷发，丰润的嘴唇像就快要滴下蜜来，整个人宛如泡在牛奶里的玫瑰花瓣，虽然甜腻，但不惹人讨厌。这位大美女来头可不小，她是天帝身边的七圣使之一，有「血腥玛丽」之称的施火圣使──梨玛？刹纭锣。
她是四亲王最小的妹妹，同时也是天帝的小儿子深天葵的太甫。
过去，葵很敬重这位女性，所以对她，冥夜总算有点笑容。
「你还敢笑？我问你，昨天为何缺席？」四亲王火大，看来小徒弟并没把他的盛怒放在眼里。
被他一吼，冥夜迅速敛起了笑意，低头懒洋洋地回了句：「昨天是因为……
宫里出了点事，所以先走了。「
「哦？是什麽样的大事，让你急得连请示一声都来不及，需要立刻赶回去处理的？」四亲王决定不放过他，「你且说来听听！」
靠！魔宫的事我用得着向你禀报？
冥夜心里不屑地反驳，他桀骜抬头，瞪着四亲王顶了一句：「我当时已经吩咐了一位女官替我请假了，你还要我怎样？难道我身体不舒服想请个假都不可以吗？」那瞬间，他觉得魔族的尊严遭到了挑衅。
身体不舒服？四亲王冷哼一声，他的暗线早就把冥夜一举一动给他做了详尽报告，这小混帐昨日因什麽事突然回魔宫，他可是一清二楚的。为了那麽一点小事就置大局于不顾，实在不是明君所为。不给他点教训只怕他不知悔改，以后会变本加厉。这次他不但坏了规矩还敢当面撒谎，自己再宠他也不能由着他这麽胡闹。
「是真的不舒服麽？我倒要检查一下了！」说完，四亲王随即抬手一指，一道锋利的灵气马上如急电般朝冥夜径直射去。
眼前红光闪耀，危险瞬间逼近，冥夜下意识发动天魂，要打开防护结界。紧急关头，体内天魂却毫无所动。
糟了！他竟忘了回生咒让他灵气尽失。此刻才想避开已经太迟，冥夜用尽全力往后急退，但没有用。凌厉的攻击硬生生击在他身上，腹部一阵钝痛，血不受控制从口腔鼻子里喷出来，他整个人被震得撞飞到了后墙上，再弹落地面。
「小殿下！！」梨玛的一声惊呼，唤醒了尤在震惊中的四亲王。比她更快，一抹修长挺拔的身影转眼来到冥夜身边，有力的臂膀把他小小身子抱了起来。
「呆子！你怎麽不躲开？也不懂得张开结界拦下那招吗？」四亲王只是气他，却压根儿没想过真要伤害他，看着怀里伤上加伤的小徒弟，他气急败坏地问了又问：「怎麽样？你觉得怎麽样？还好吧？」他伸手擦拭着冥夜嘴角不断淌下的鲜血。
回生咒真是了不起的法术，冥夜虽然一直吐着血，但他知道，身上的伤正在迅速恢复。
梨玛赶了过来，正好看了四亲王脸上关切的神色，有些诧异。她的四哥，是个孤高聪敏的人，自小就对身边的一切人和事不大上心，总是一副事不关己的冷漠态度。单单对这位魔族小王子，他却会不自觉地露出温情的一面。他也许还没发现，自己抱着小殿下的手，在微微颤抖。天界威名赫赫的守护战神，此刻为了一个孩子，乱了方寸。
梨玛比他清醒，当下便说：「小殿下，先让我看看你的伤势。」
「不必了。」趁着恢复了点力气，冥夜推开围在身边的两人，自己坐了起来，喘了几口气，看了四亲王一眼，他淡淡地说：「太甫这麽做，只是想惩罚我。」
像小学生背检讨，他低头以示忏悔：「我知错了，以后不会再犯的。如果太甫没有别的吩咐，我能否先回宫换身衣服？」
四亲王简直拿他没辙，「真的不要紧吗？」他担忧地看着小徒弟苍白的脸，又有鲜血从他嘴唇边溢出来。四亲王伸手想替他拭去，小家伙马上厌恶地扭过头，避开他的触碰。四亲王尴尬地收回手，对妹妹交待：「带他下去好好检查一下，仔细一点，如果真的没事，就让他回去吧。」说完他站起来，率了亲兵离开偏厅。
这算什麽？
平静的表面下，冥夜难平心中的愤恨──这班该死的神族！把他当成一条不肯驯服的狗来养麽？打一顿又赏一块骨头的。他们要他温驯，他便装装样子给他们看，满足他们的征服欲好了，又有何不可？只是，拜托他们不要再假惺惺地摆出一副关怀的嘴脸，让人看了恶心！！
天魂传第四十八章
「得得得，梨玛大人，不用你，我自己能走！」冥夜一再拒绝梨玛想要上前抱他走的举动，自己吃力地从地上爬起来。心想：妈的，抱不动千帆也就算了，现在还让个女人来抱？以后他还要不要见人了？
梨玛看他被修理得凄凄惨惨，还要故作硬朗的模样，心生怜惜。不容分说走过去扶着他的手臂，另一手绕到他身后，搀着他的腰，让他能把身体的大部分重量交给她。可小家伙比她想象中还倔，拉下一张脸明白写着「不爽！别碰我！」
等字眼。
梨玛当了深天葵的太甫也有五六年时间，对小孩子心性琢磨得透彻。这小家伙，准是觉得当众让个女人帮忙，有损他的威严，面子上过不去。知道了他那点小心思，梨玛「呵呵」轻笑两声，嘴巴贴近冥夜耳边，半哄半威胁：「别逞强了，乖乖让我扶着去疗养间。你正面承受四哥那一击，自是伤得不轻，能站起来已经很不容易。你要是再不合作，当心我把你打得当众趴下，让你更没面子！」她满意看到小家伙苍白的脸上「唰」地染上两朵羞恼的红晕。
哼！死女人这麽粗鲁，难怪二十好几了还嫁不出去！冥夜腹诽了一阵，终于没再排斥，由着梨玛搀扶他前去疗养间。
「你们几个，帮小殿下把衣袍脱了，扶他躺到床上，我要给他做全身检查。」
在疗养室里，梨玛吩咐小宫女。几人领命，上去给冥夜宽衣解带。
身上的伤疼得厉害，连举起手臂这种小动作都会牵动体内受损的内脏。冥夜想解开头上繁复的发髻，又笨手笨脚地给发簪勾住了头发，拿不下来。用力拉扯了几下还不行。他又痛又乏力，火大了又没奈何，人倒霉起来什麽都跟自己作对。
他径自坐在床上生闷气，眼泪几乎要夺眶而出，又被他死死逼了回去。
「别急别急，我来帮你。」梨玛走到他身后，把几根发簪轻巧地拔出来，银光闪闪的长发，流水般顿时披散下来，落了他满肩满背，把几缕发丝握在手里，有种柔滑冰凉的触感，真是世上少见的美丽。梨玛由衷地赞叹：「小殿下，你的头发真好！」
冥夜没理她，小宫女已解开了他身上的衣饰，慎重地逐一放在旁边桌上。
衣袍褪下后，小魔王一身晶莹如玉的肌肤，让在场的女孩子看得目不转睛，她们还是第一次近距离看到传闻中「精致绝伦」的魔族二王子。个个像被勾了魂魄般呆立当场──老天！这麽漂亮的男孩子，放眼天下，大概就只有深天葵殿下能与之较劲一二了。一班女孩子露出狼女的饥渴本性，笑嘻嘻围着冥夜团团转：
「小殿下，您还有什麽需要的，尽管吩咐奴婢。」
「小殿下，我扶你躺下好不好？」
「小殿下，你额头有好大一滴汗，我帮你拭去。」
「小殿下，你裤子要不要脱下？」
「咦，小殿下你的脸色好难看，是不是伤口痛？我……」
「咳哼！」梨玛大人警告地假咳两声，才让一班花痴小宫女如梦初醒地收回了放肆的目光和狼爪，顺便擦擦嘴角的口水。
「这里没你们的事了，都下去吧。」
小宫女们不敢违命，一边走，一边频频回顾，依依不舍。
天魂传第四十九章
遣走一群麻雀，梨玛让冥夜平躺，手熟练地在他腹部试探着压了一下。
「唔……」冥夜痛得蹙眉，手握紧了拳头，全身冒出虚汗。
可怜的孩子，四哥对他太严厉了。
梨玛走到一方玻璃柜前，在里面挑出一瓶海蓝绿的药水，回来扶起冥夜，让他半靠在自己身上，然后把小瓶子抵到他嘴边，喂他喝下去。「你别怪四哥，他今天伤你纯属无心之失，谁都没想到你会真的躲不过。小笨蛋，你是故意不避不躲，让他心怀愧疚的，对不对？」这孩子年纪虽小，心思却颇为深沈。
冥夜被药水呛了一下，瞪大无辜的银眼睛，直勾勾看着梨玛，像在反驳：我又没有自虐狂，干嘛要故意受伤？
梨玛失笑，随即又叹了口气，说：「四哥昨天被你气得不轻，本来他要你开完会就去刹纭锣城一趟，是打算送你一件礼物的，可你整个下午都溜得不见人影，枉费他一番心意。」
礼物？冥夜咽下嘴里的补血水，有些好奇地眨眨眼，示意梨玛继续说下去。
Lady Lima casually and accurately tossed the empty bottle into a recycling bin five zhang away, then helped Mingye lie down, placed her hand on his abdomen, and began chanting a healing incantation. The more
the little guy wanted to know, the more she wanted to keep him in suspense, and smiled mysteriously, "Hehe, that thing is truly a treasure. It's not easy for any of us brothers and sisters to even catch a glimpse of it. Fourth Brother actually gave it to you as a fifteenth birthday present." She paused slightly before saying with great regret, "What a pity, it's no use knowing now. You angered Fourth Brother, and he's decided not to give it to you. You have to go get it yourself." "Go
get it myself?" Mingye asked, puzzled.
"Yes." Lima nodded. "It's a tradition of the Heavenly Palace to hold a performance-style fighting competition before every major battle to boost morale. This time, the battle against the Elf Clan is no exception. That treasure is one of the prizes; you have to win the competition to get it..."
Mingye curled his lip: "Tch! You talk like it's something amazing. Who cares about things from your divine race?"
Lima raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You don't care about the treasures of the Shayunluo Clan? Then what do you care about? Human men?"
Mingye's heart skipped a beat. He propped himself up and glared warily at the Fire Saint: "What do you mean?" He became agitated and started coughing up blood again.
Lima quickly pressed him down, scolding him in a displeased low voice, "What's your hurry? That mere male concubine isn't even worthy of being mentioned. Are you afraid we're too idle and will harm him?" The boy under her was tense all over. Lima sighed, "We just hope you know what you're doing. Xiaoye, in your position, there are some things you can't do as you please, but you... sigh, no wonder the Demon Lord is forcing you to marry."
The sedative ingredients in the blood-replenishing potion took effect, and Mingye lay back on the bed, his body forced to relax, even feeling drowsy. That familiar, unbearable fatigue washed over him again—ah, he really wished he could close his eyes and never wake up again.
"Lady Lima," Yin's silver eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, a faint, enigmatic smile playing on Mingye's lips, "The three-year Heavenly Punishment period is over, and Kui will soon awaken. All the mistakes of the past were my fault alone. I owe him too much, and I will not allow the world to continue to condemn him." His eyelids felt heavy, and the intense sleepiness couldn't erase the pain in his chest. His breathing grew longer, his voice weaker, "Do you understand... Lady Lima? Qianfan... he... must exist..."
Existing to protect Princess Kui?
Lima suddenly understood.
So that's how it is...
She stroked the child's exquisite face, her eyes moistening—this child, having experienced the tragedy of his country's destruction overnight, silently enduring the grief of losing his parents while leading his people to surrender to the Heavenly Realm, facing their cold accusations without uttering a word of defense, silently bearing the infamy. Demon Lord Hengye's health was poor, and he also learned to help his elder brother with the heavy burden of state affairs. A mere fifteen-year-old child, yet his eyes were like bottomless pools, concealing countless secrets, only shedding tears in his sleep…
How could this be?
Lima still remembered the scene when she first met this child three years ago.
At that time, the Demon Clan resided in the Snow Kingdom of the far north, living a carefree and peaceful life. One could imagine that this beautiful child was the apple of his parents' eye, spoiled and mischievous, utterly unruly. One day, he secretly practiced some strange magic and suffered a qi deviation. His soul left his body, flew to the Heavenly Realm, and possessed the body of a little white cat. He lost his memory, unable to recall who he was. By chance, he encountered Prince Kui, who was traveling incognito outside the palace. Prince Kui, unusually easygoing, didn't mind his unknown origins. The two children hit it off immediately, and surprisingly, they used the Return to Origin Technique to bind their fates together, to live and die together. This was outrageous! It terrified the adults of the God Clan.
Although the little white cat had lost its memory, it still occasionally emitted a terrifying demonic aura. The gods of Heaven could not stand idly by invading the demon race. Ignoring Prince Kui's protection, they devised a plan to force the little white cat to regain its memory and reveal its true soul. The Heavenly Emperor, who already intended to incorporate the demon race, planned to use Prince Mingye to coerce the Demon Lord into surrendering. Amidst countless conspiracies and lies, death and destruction raged... Blood stained the frosty sky... Two boys, facing each other on the battlefield, gazed at each other from afar, silently smiling bitterly, yet always holding fast to their convictions, never betraying one another. Their innocent gazes seemed to silently mock the ugly ambitions of the world, the meaningless flames of war...
Chapter Fifty of the Heavenly Soul Chronicle:
Two little shikigami possessed astonishing spiritual power, but unfortunately, they were simple-minded, possessing the intelligence of at most five or six-year-old children. Qianfan casually made up an excuse, saying he was unwell and wanted to sleep alone, disliking being disturbed, easily sending the two innocent little shikigami away.
The little shikigami dared not stray far, guarding the palace gate. Qianfan then jumped out of the room's window and arrived at the agreed-upon place. Someone was already waiting there, but it wasn't the Marquis himself. Seeing Qianfan arrive alone, the man's calm face remained expressionless. He didn't speak, only making a simple "please" gesture, intending to lead Qianfan elsewhere. Qianfan
followed behind him, sensing that although the man's clothes were ordinary, his bearing was extraordinary, certainly someone of high rank in the palace.
The man led him to a room deep within the palace. From afar, he could already hear deep male voices talking loudly inside.
Qianfan paused, judging from the voices, there were at least five or six men inside. His steps faltered, his heart pounding.
The man in front knocked on the door and said softly, "Marquis, the person has arrived."
"Heh, so you've come?" Qianfan recognized the rough voice; it was the man who had harassed him yesterday, the head of the Chenglong clan, one of the three great noble families.
The door opened, but Qianfan's feet were rooted to the spot, unable to move. He desperately suppressed the urge to escape that surged within him.
"What? Aren't you coming in?" someone inside urged impatiently.
Qianfan gritted his teeth and entered the room.
"Oh, it's him. Not bad looking. Where did Lord Chenglong find such a beautiful woman?"
All eyes in the room were on him. Qianfan was stunned. There were at least ten strong men in front of him, each with a powerful physique and dressed in military uniforms. Their gazes were as ferocious as a pack of wolves.
In fact, Chenglong's family controlled the Demon Clan's military department. This group was entirely Chenglong's infiltrator in the army. In the strictly disciplined military camp, soldiers rarely had the opportunity to find women to relieve their lust. Today, Chenglong had summoned them here so that his confidants could all taste the new favorite that the young prince had taken a liking to. Of course, he wouldn't reveal Qianfan's identity, otherwise his subordinates would be deterred from making a move on this rare beauty due to the dignity of the royal family.

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