HOG _ Chapter - 42

Birthday

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was the Empress Dowager's birthday, and the next day, Genius Long was eating the second mooncake when he remembered this incident, and almost choked himself to death with that bite.

General Gu sat aside, hurriedly brought him a cup of tea when he saw this, lowered his head and patted him on the back: "Be careful.”

Genius Long took a few breaths, grabbed his hand at once, and there was still choking water in his eyes: "Tomorrow is my mother's birthday, right?”

General Gu nodded.

"Ouch," Genius Long got up and walked back and forth, "It's over, it's over, how can I forget about it," he suddenly stopped to look at him, "What did I give her for her birthday in previous years?"

He paused while talking, and continued to turn before the general shook his head: "It's useless to ask you, you haven't met me before.”

General Gu was silent for a while: "I have seen you.”

"Have you seen?" Genius Long raised his eyebrows in surprise, remembering what this person had told him, "I see, you just saw me from a distance. According to my previous courage, I would have turned my head and ran away when you looked at me, right?"

"Hmm.”

Genius Long rolled his eyes suddenly: "Then what's the use of telling me this? After all, you still don't know what birthday gifts I gave in previous years.”

General Gu was paralyzed: "Hmm.”

"..." Genius Long walked out sobbing, "Let me tell you, sometimes it's not good for people to be too honest and too honest, and they can be so angry."

General Gu got up and followed him: "Where are you going?”

"Go find someone to ask, it's a waste of time to talk to you." Genius Long said and opened the door. Wei Xiaoan was thrown into the mansion by him. He didn't know who to ask, so he could only grab a palace maid at the door casually and ask it again with a good temper.

The palace maid knew that he had lost his memory, so she tried to think about it, but in the end, she still shook her head and whispered: "Back to Xiao Wang Ye, every year on the Empress Dowager's birthday, you go out early in the morning, and the slaves don't know what you gave her.”

Genius Long thought for a while and felt that it was obviously unrealistic to go out of the palace to find Wei Xiaoan now, so he had to collapse his shoulders and slowly returned to the palace, sitting at the table with a plaintive face, not even eating mooncakes.

General Gu looked at him listlessly, pondered for a moment and asked, "Why don't you write a birthday?"

Genius Long looked at him lightly, and was even more plaintive: "You are not unethical, I don't even know the words, how do you want me to write? Even if I barely wrote it, can I read it?”

General Gu was silent for a moment: "Are you really illiterate?”

"Otherwise, you think I lied to you?" Genius Long said aloud. "The fairy sister is so beautiful I can't cheat her. I only cheat you occasionally.”

"..." General Gu thought to himself that being too honest can really make people angry.

Dragon Genius continued to hum, his good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, and his clear eyes were rare and serious.

General Gu automatically ignored the truth just now, and looked at it quietly for a while, only to feel that this person was so beautiful no matter how he looked. He thought for a while, then pulled him up and walked to the long table in the middle. He grinded the ink, picked up the brush and handed it over: "I'll teach you.”

Genius Long took it silently: "Do you think I can write decent words in one night?"

General Gu hugged him from behind and held his hand: "You are so smart, you can definitely do it.”

Genius Long was complimented and was immediately happy, nodding steadily: "Yes, what you say makes sense.”

"......"

Genius Long was so motivated that he held his hand and wrote for a while, and then put the brush down: "Fuck the brush writing!”

"......"

Genius Long regretted very much why he didn't cultivate his emotions and learn something elegant in the first place, but played with the computer with all his heart, and as a result, he became a waste of wood when he wore it here. He grunted and twisted his head to go, General Gu held him down, he knew that tomorrow's birthday, tonight can not torment him, only to take advantage of a little, naturally will not let go of such a good opportunity.

Genius Long struggled: "I won't write anymore.”

"Wang Ye, tomorrow's birthday."

"......"

"You've done a good job, Wang Ye. You should be able to write it a few more times.”

Genius Long looked at the crooked words on the paper, and secretly wondered if the standards of appreciation of these people were different from them? He blinked: "...really?”

"Really.”

Honesty also has the advantage of honesty. At the very least, everyone believes what he says. Genius Long picked up the brush again: "Then...okay.”

General Gu looked at him sideways. From this angle, he could see the subtle arcs of his forehead, eyes, and eyelashes. He looked at his focused eyes steadily, leaned over and kissed him at the corner of his eyes.

Genius Long's attention was on the paper, and naturally he didn't have time to ignore him, so he went with him.

General Gu seemed to be encouraged, so he simply squeezed his chin, lowered his head and kissed his lips.

"Hey, what are you doing...um..." He leaned out from behind, and Genius Long was hugged in his arms by him. He couldn't avoid it. He raised his head slightly, holding a brush in his right hand and hanging in the air. He accepted his fate and waited for him to finish kissing, then pushed him back: "I can write this word, you go and sit aside, I'll practice for a while.”

There was a layer of water on his lips, which looked more delicious. It was strange that General Gu was willing to go, so he rubbed him into his arms again, his chin gently pressed against his shoulder, very close to each other, as long as he slightly tilted his head, his lips could be kissed on the white neck.

He held Xiao Wang Ye's hand, wrote one stroke at a time, and said seriously: "This stroke should be flatter, and use more effort when receiving it.”

Genius Long asked him to lead his hand and finish writing quickly. He looked at this and then at the previous one, and was silent for a second: "...You just said that what I wrote is already very good?"

"Hmm.”

Genius Long was silent for a longer time: "... didn't you deliberately lie to me?”

"Hmm.”

Genius Long looked back at him.

General Gu has facial paralysis.

"......okay." Genius Long had to continue his unfinished business. General Gu hugged him happily and kissed him occasionally, extremely satisfied.

Xiao Wang Ye looked focused, and automatically ignored the kisses that fell on his cheeks and neck, as well as the unruly claws on his waist. He practiced hard and practiced calligraphy. After a while, he dropped his brush again: "Go to hell for Lao Tzu!"

"......"

Genius Long swore and left: "No more writing!”

General Gu pulled him back: "Wang Ye, tomorrow is the Empress Dowager's birthday.”

"Hmph!" It's not his mother anyway.

General Gu thought for a while: "Wang Ye, the whole Shenghua knows that the Empress Dowager loves you, and almost all the good things are given to you. she over life you..." He paused, "Anyway, she loves you so much, she definitely won't blame you." After speaking, he took a very light breath.

He said it very implicitly, but Genius Long still felt that the meaning of this person's sigh was "Unfilial...", and he was silent for a while.

General Gu said lightly: "Wang Ye's reputation has risen so much now, so many people are watching..."

"..." Genius Long then turned his head back and accepted his fate, "You hold my handwriting and write it a few more times."

General Gu responded, hugged him again, and explained to him while writing. The heat sprayed to his ears, and Genius Long was a little ticklish dodge, soon he was again sticked over.

"Okay, I will, you stay away from me." Genius Long ordered.

General Gu moved away a little obediently, still holding him. Genius Long didn't bother to reason with him. Thinking back to the feeling just now, he tried to write one. It felt a little better than before, and he couldn't help but ask, "When will I write it down like this?"

"Just practice a few more times," General Gu touched his waist with his paws, and casually praised him for making him a little motivated. "The words that Wang Ye used to write are very beautiful. Although you have amnesia now, you can get like that back with more practice. 

Genius Long responded and suddenly turned his head: "No, how do you know that I write beautifully?"

General Gu's face did not change color: "I heard.”

"Hmm?”

General Gu has facial paralysis.

Genius Long looked at it for a while, then had to look back again. This time he made up his mind, his expression was more focused than before, his spirit was highly concentrated, and he almost reached the state of ecstasy. He waited until he finally wrote a more satisfactory word before returning to his senses a little bit, silent for a while, and bowed his head very slowly.

The belt...fell off, the pants...fell off, he is only wearing a few long clothes now, and he suddenly got into a warm and powerful hand under the empty long clothes with his head down, and slowly kneaded it on the side of his waist.

"......"

The culprit saw him stop, leaned over to take a look, and praised: "It's well written.”

"......"

Someone paused and said honestly: "But you have to practice again before you can get it.”

"..." Genius Long took a deep breath, "Facial paralysis, you give me...huh!" Before he finished speaking, the hand on his waist increased his strength, and he couldn't help humming.

General Gu kissed him on the face and drew out a piece of paper: "Keep practicing.”

Genius Long put the brush away and was about to turn his head, but the hand moved to the small protrusion on his chest and scratched it lightly. He trembled suddenly, and then noticed that the other hand also leaned in, slowly pinching it at the back, it was hot and tight, and it was very comfortable.

He gasped, feeling a little soft, leaned back in his arms, narrowed his comfortable eyes, and whispered: "Hand, go down a little bit.”

General Gu took a tight breath, leaned down with his hand, holding something half-raised, and felt it hard with a simple touch.

Genius Long snorted softly, his expression became more comfortable, General Gu glanced down, his breathing immediately became heavier, he suddenly turned him around, hugged him on the table, squeezed one leg between his legs, Genius Long's scalp suddenly became numb, and he couldn't care about enjoying it: "You, you, don't come in, then what, let's discuss it, can I help you get it out with my hands?"

General Gu was startled. He didn't want to toss him, he just wanted to kiss, and he let out a happy sigh when he heard this.

Genius Long had to reach out, feel its weight silently, and stretched out another paw angrily. General Gu exhaled in enjoyment, looked down at this person's beautiful eyebrows, leaned over and kissed him. He hugged Xiao Wang Ye tightly in his arms, thinking silently, he couldn't get this person to agree to marry him in the short term, so... What about cheating?

The Mid-Autumn Festival has finally passed, the early morning sun is slowly shining, and the palace people have begun a new round of busy work. The stage has not been demolished, but new decorations have been added around it.

Emperor Shenghua's palace was quiet. The bright yellow bed curtains hung down, covering the dragon bed tightly. Behind the bed curtains, two people lay on the luxurious big bed, hugging each other and sleeping.

Long Juntian woke up very early. He looked at the well-behaved person in his arms, his eyes curled with a smile, and he tightened his arms with joy, unwilling to get up.

Xiang Honghui frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that his whole body was being held in his arms. He was very uncomfortable. He tried to move, feeling that it didn't seem to be the softness of a woman, but it was still strong. His brows frowned deeper, he struggled, and slowly opened his eyes.

The person in front of him was sleeping soundly, and there was a trace of comfort between his eyebrows.

There was a brief blank in Xiang Honghui's brain, and then he recalled the scenes of last night, and then he noticed that his body was sore, his limbs were weak, and somewhere behind him... there was some pain.

"..." He froze for a long time, poked his hands from his waist, and lay flat on the big bed, his head still a little dizzy, but this did not prevent him from thinking. The events of last night were one after another. It was a coincidence.

I served the wrong porridge, and the palace people who served the emperor were carefully selected. How could they make such a mistake? But there were drugs in the wrong porridge, and the palace maid who was looking at the porridge had pills. He turned his head and squinted slightly.

Is this person really innocent or deliberately... pretending to be innocent?

He thought for a while, now that it has become like this, it's not bad this time. If this person is really interested in him, just looking at his current naked appearance can arouse affection and desire. After thinking about it, he leaned over and breathed in his ear, whispering: "Your Majesty..."

His voice was a little dumb, and the smell of charm was very strong. Long Juntian could hear it clearly and hardened almost immediately. He couldn't help sighing in his heart, this fairy!

Xiang Honghui stared at him and lowered his voice: "...Your Majesty?”

Long Juntian's eyelashes trembled, and his brows frowned slightly.

Xiang Honghui knew he was going to wake up, put his hand on his waist, ready to wait for him to open his eyes and see himself at any time to find out, but who knew that this person suddenly held his hand, closed his eyes and followed the sound, lowered his head and kissed, the tip of his tongue unceremoniously pried open his teeth, rolled his tongue and lingered, he couldn't help being startled.

Long Juntian kissed a little deeper, grabbed his hand and slowly lowered it down, pressing it on his swollen **.

"..." Xiang Honghui's brain showed a brief blank again, and things seemed...too smooth, right?

Long Juntian put his arms around his waist to his arms and continued to kiss him. Xiang Honghui returned to his senses and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push him. Long Juntian bit his lip dissatisfied, slowly slid down to his neck, kissed him, took a deep breath, and murmured in a low voice: "Ai Fei, you smell so good."

"..." Xiang Honghui only felt his forehead jump abruptly. After last night, he once again had the feeling of throwing a stone at his feet, and he dared to be cheap and let others take advantage of it.

Long Juntian's hand was kneading on his chest, as if looking for the softness, but after touching it a few times, he still didn't find anything that belonged to a woman. He paused slightly, hurriedly raised his head and opened his eyes. He said "Ah" in an instant, and sat up with a hula: "Pr, prince?”

"......"

This person has an endless desire-hope in his eyes, and something under his waist is still energetic, but...He is just called "Ai Fei", so it is entirely possible for him to treat him as someone else.  As for his two "emperors", how can this person tell whether it is a man or a woman when he is half dreaming and half waking up!

Xiang Honghui's face changed and changed, stiff and motionless.

Long Juntian noticed his physical condition and looked embarrassed: "Prince, I... I didn't mean it just now..."

Look, this person is successfully innocent again! Did he deliberately or did he care too much?

Long Juntian pulled the clothes on the side and put them on. He stood in front of the bed with apologies under his eyes and a slightly red face. He struggled for a long time before saying, "Prince, you...your body is not...are you okay?"

"..." Xiang Honghui suddenly pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, "It's okay.”

"This..." Long Juntian was even more entangled, "The prince was drugged last night, and I really can't think of any other way...If the prince is not angry, I... I just stand and let the prince take it out..."

Can it be directly pumped to death? Xiang Honghui thought to himself, his expression unchanged, and he shook his head gently.

The quilt was lifted by himself just now, and the person's entire chest was exposed, with traces of being ravaged on it. Long Juntian suddenly turned his eyes unnaturally and felt even more guilty: "I... I asked someone to get hot water in.”

Xiang Honghui stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead. There was still a sticky feeling behind him. He endured the urge to draw people and responded in a low voice.

Long Juntian turned around and gave the order. The palace people moved quickly and were ready in a short while, but the problem came. The medicine last night was too strong, and Xiang Honghui was really tossed too hard, and he couldn't use any strength at this moment.

"This..." Long Juntian was embarrassed. He knew that the prince didn't want to be seen by others. The traces of this body had to be confessed, and he personally carried the person into the bathtub and prepared to wash him.

"No need..." Xiang Honghui whispered, "This king can do it himself."

Long Juntian was not very interesting at first. When he heard the words, he went out and waited for this person to finish washing before holding him on the dragon bed: "The prince should sleep again. If it really doesn't work, I will call the Physician.”

"No need.”  Xiang Honghui went to bed, really tired, thinking that he would have to settle this account when he recovered.

Long Juntian took a look and ordered someone to take good care of him before going out.

Today is the Empress Dowager's birthday. Birthday gifts have been delivered here continuously since the morning. The Empress Dowager has long been used to it. She has not seen them one by one. She only occasionally looks at them when she likes them. Most of the time, she is waiting for someone, waiting for her young son.

She looked up at the door, and soon saw her youngest son coming in with dark circles under his eyes, bloodshot eyes, and haggard face. As soon as her hand loosened, the teacup snapped to the ground, her lips shook, and she was so shocked that she almost fainted.

"Haohao, what's wrong with you?”

"Mother," Genius Long handed the scroll over, "I wish Mother happiness like the East Sea and longevity than the South Mountain," and then opened it, "Mother, I have lost my memory and I don't even know how to write it. I have been practicing this word all night."

The Empress Dowager's eyes were suddenly red, and she felt that this was the best birthday gift she had received this year. She pulled him over and hugged him, "Silly boy, what birthday gift, I don't need anything, just be good and stay with me for one day every year, and I will be happy.”

"......" Is the truth that he goes out early in the morning every year?

The Empress Dowager was distressed: "Look at your tiredness, your lips are swollen, did you get fire from staying up all night?”

"..." The thing Genius Long wants to do most at this moment is to pick up the scroll and smash a certain facial paralysis. It's best to smash him too and lose his memory!

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Note:

1. 愛妃 (Ai Fei):  Ai Fei is the title given to their beloved concubines by ancient emperors.

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