With his arms encircling Qi Xutian's neck, Qi Mingyue was panting when he heard this question. He raised his eyebrows slightly, “When you try it later, you will know.”
Even though he had just had a lustful affair with him, his MingEr was not in the weaker position in the slightest bit. At this time, he said these words so confidently but Qi Xutian was not displeased. On the contrary, he raised his lips to show a teasing smile full of ambiguity, “I am looking forward to it, but it's a pity that MingEr is still young now. Let's talk about it later.” His fingers drew across Qi Mingyue's length below as he (QX) let out a chuckle.
He narrowed his eyes dangerously and heavily bit down on the clothed chest in front of him, “Father, just wait for it.” As long as he’s a man, no one could bear to listen to this. Qi Mingyue felt a little discontented as well as somewhat helpless. Although this body had grown up a bit, compared to Father, it was still far behind. Even his height reached just as high as his chest.
Thinking of this, Qi Mingyue couldn't help sighing and then laughing. He had never thought that he would have a day when he’d complain about this. Enduring the discomfort below, he tried tidying up his robe but was unexpectedly unable to support himself. The moment his legs went soft, Qi Xutian hugged him in his arms.
“Before that day comes, it’s better to let me hold you.” After giving Qi Mingyue a light peck on the lips, Qi Xutian helped him straighten his robe and the silk trousers that had been hurriedly untied before lay at his feet. The pure white colour had been soaked in the two men’s fluids as well as the snowflakes and was mottled with marks. He held it in his hand and smiled cheekily at Qi Mingyue, “It's all wet...”
Under the moonlight, his silk trousers mottled with semen looked particularly striking and even Qi Mingyue, who had experienced a lot of battles in his previous life, felt his face turn a bit hot when he looked at it. He coughed lightly in embarrassment and reached out to take it, but was evaded by Qi Xutian, “Are you shy? How rare.”
Putting away the damp silk trousers, Qi Xutian let out another low chuckle and with an ambiguous expression, his breath fanned against Qi Mingyue’s ear, “I better keep it with me, they’re too wet to be worn anyway.” He reached under the hem of his (QM) clothes and gave his bare buttocks a little squeeze before unfastening his own outer robe and draping it over him, covering him (QM) carefully before holding him horizontally in his embrace.
While nestling in his father’s arms, Qi Mingyue had mixed feelings in his heart. He was used to being in a top position and had never felt anything like this before. Because of their intense sensual affair just now, there was a bit of tingling pain below which made him feel uncomfortable. He was not quite used to it but he did not regret it.
He had long expected the meeting between father and him, however, he did not expect it would lead to them being in the woods at the back of the palace on such a snowy night where both of them did not even undress, only his silk trousers were removed before they engaged in such ardent sex. But he had to admit that even though he had spent time on the Lofty Mountain earlier, upon reuniting and seeing Father after such a long time, his heart suddenly flooded with uncontrollable affection. It could be said that even without Father Emperor’s anger, he would have asked for it upon reaching the bedchamber. Although he was in a bit of a rush this time, fortunately, Father was able to control himself and did not indulge too much.
Thinking of this, he suddenly asked, “Have you ever touched anyone else when I was not around?”
By now, the sporadic descent of snow had stopped. Qi Xutian was holding him in his arms and walking slowly under the night, but not in the direction of the Xuantian Palace. He replied with a chuckle, “Are you suspecting me?” He actually asked this question; it seems that MingEr truly cares. Qi Xutian's eyes were filled with delight and he picked up his pace.
“I’m just wondering whether Father is satisfied with this?” He thought that his Father, being a man with that kind of nature, would definitely fuck him several times regardless. Could it be that he truly had been self-cultivating in the past few years? Or... recollecting what the letter from the palace said, Qi Mingyue's eyes grew colder.
“MingEr will know in a while.” Glancing at the face of the person in his arms, Qi Xutian was not displeased by his suspicion. On the contrary, he was a little bit happy because of the coldness in his eyes. But he did not say anything and just smiled teasingly, “Since MingEr doubts my abilities, how can I let you down...” He stopped in place, dropped a light kiss on his lips, and set him down.
Qi Mingyue looked around under the night sky, quite puzzled, “What does Father Emperor mean? Aren't we going back to the bedchamber?”
This place was not outside Xuantian Palace but in a deeper part of the woods. It was behind the Xuantian Palace and generally, no one came to this place. Father brought him here for some reason.
Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Qi Xutian pointed behind him, “You will know when you go over to take a look.”
Qi Mingyue stepped forward as directed. Behind the foliage was a row of withered vines tangled together and during winter, its original beauty was no longer visible. He did not understand the meaning of Father’s words, but still continued to pry the tangled vines apart until he saw a bit of light peeking through. It made him even more puzzled, so he turned around only to meet Father’s smiling eyes.
When he saw a gap in the tangled group of vines that was wide enough to allow one person to pass through, he stepped inside without hesitation and the sight beyond the vines made him freeze in place. He could hardly believe that such a scene would appear before him.
Under the brilliant starry sky, thin mist lingered in the air, obscuring the night scenery and reflecting the moonlight. Countless grass-like plants were swaying in the wind around them with a faint glow; it wasn’t particularly bright, but like fireflies dotting the area like stars, akin to falling shooting stars. Under this radiance, through the hazy mist, a hot spring was vaguely visible. The steaming water vapour rose into the air and curled between the leaves and branches before blending in with the mist.
Everything in front of him was so fantastical and akin to a picturesque illusion that it seemed ethereal; it was as if they were in another world. Even someone like Qi Mingyue, who did not care much about beautiful landscapes, was struck speechless by everything in front of him.
“This is something I specially ordered to be made, do you like it?” At some point, Qi Xutian had come up behind him and took off the robe he was wearing, showing an impish smile. “MingEr must be tired after that. It’s even snowing tonight; you should take a good bath to avoid catching a cold. And...” Then his voice suddenly turned lower as he hugged Qi Mingyue from behind and placed his hand on his buttocks, “...you need to be cleaned up a bit here, my stuff is still left inside...” After stroking his buttocks ambiguously, Qi Xutian felt his lust surge again. This time, it even more fierce than before, but upon thinking that it was his first time, he was worried that MingEr wouldn’t be able to bear it.
Qi Mingyue turned around. He was touched by what his father had done for him. How could he not know what a huge project it was to have the hot spring outside the city be brought into the palace secretly, and the extraordinary grass that looked to be no different from ordinary grass but glowed under the moonlight must be the legendary Moon Flower of LianTong. When flowers bloom, the fragrance it would exude would be exquisite and the entire flower would glow and show the brilliance of moonlight. It was hard to find even a single plant in LianTong, but Father Emperor had brought so many of them. The manpower, material resources and effort involved in this was immeasurable.
Facing Qi Xutian, Qi Mingyue's eyes burned with fervent fire filled with amorous affection. He slowly lifted his hand, unfastened the buttons embroidered with coiling dragons on his robe, one by one, unhurried and casual, but these seemingly careless actions of his revealed incomparable charm. His long hair brushed against the side of his neck and his fair legs were visible under the robe as his eyes remained fixated on Qi Xutian.
The robe fell and the young man’s newly matured naked body was revealed under the moonlight.
In the haze, the young man strode towards Qi Xutian with his long, slender legs. His eyes, which were initially clear, seemed to be covered with a fine layer of mist and his hair was left loose. He was akin to a banished immortal treading on the moon and his every step revealed riveting allure. As Qi Xutian looked at him, he felt his mouth go dry and sudden pain in his lower abdomen as his member swelled. He narrowed his eyes slightly at the shadow obscuring the area between his (QM) legs and the residual white substance trailing down. The scene made him clenched his fists even more, he was afraid that he would hurt MingEr if he wasn’t able to control himself.
It was too intense just now; I wonder if I hurt him? Thinking of this, Qi Xutian gritted his teeth, untied his robe and lifted Qi Mingyue in his arms before stepping into the spring water. “MingEr knows that I have no patience. If you tempt me like this, I won’t be able to resist. I originally planned to treat you well, but this is the first time for you. I'm afraid you won’t be able to bear it and that would make me feel distressed.”
“Why didn't I see you treat me well earlier? This time, you lost your calm.” He turned around and smoothly pulled his long hair aside, his slender white neck drew an attractive arc in front of Qi Xutian. He voiced the question in his mind in a low voice, “Have you truly not touched anyone else all these years?”
The fact that Father Emperor could hold back really made him suspicious.
The red marks on his fair back were not the remnants of his passion, but the result of rubbing against the tree bark. Although the winter clothes were not thin, they couldn’t withstand the fierceness of their encounter and left behind slightly red and swollen marks. Qi Xutian saw them and his heart surged with great distress. When he thought of how he had taken MingEr in his anger earlier, he regretted it deeply. He had never lost control like this before, only Minger could easily trigger his emotions like this, whether it be anger or lust.
Qi Xutian leaned in and dropped a few kisses on his back, carefully covered them with his hand and caressed them soothingly. He helplessly smiled at his question, "Should I be happy that you are so concerned about me or angry at you for distrusting me? It seems that I have a lot to clarify to you."
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