After Yuan Zheng came to his senses, he also felt that he was possessed by a ghost.
He was a royal heir, and although he was young, but he had started having s*x very early. He had seen all kinds of beauties in the capital. Moreover, there are many nobles in the capital who keep male prostitutes as concubines. In terms of Cen Yelan’s appearance, knowledge, and interest, none of them would be worthy of his attention.
Could it be that he had been at the border for too long and found Cen Yelan so beautiful that he was a feast for the eyes? Yuan Zheng pondered for a long time. The image of Cen Yelan pursing his bright red lips kept appearing in his mind, making him feel itchy, so he simply went to find Cen Yelan directly.
The door was closed and candles were on. When Yuan Zheng pushed the door open, Cen Yelan was applying ointment on his body.
His shirt was open, his skin was white and delicate, his muscles were distinct, slender, and skinny, with old scars of varying depths. His body was that of a handsome man that had been through swords and frost. The air was filled with the bitter smell of ointment oil. Yuan Zheng looked at the bruise on his shoulder, which was left by the new recruit today. During the day, Cen Yelan didn’t even frown.
Cen Yelan’s face turned cold, he closed his clothes and said, “What are you doing here?”
Yuan Zheng didn’t care. He looked at his expressionless face, which was as dull as water, and then glanced down.
Perhaps his gaze was too presumptuous, Cen Yelan frowned.
Yuan Zheng said, “Aren’t I here just to visit General Cen?”
Cen Yelan said, “No need, get out.”
“Why do you have to be so distant?” Yuan Zheng said, “I just wanted to show some concern for General Cen, as he was injured today.”
Cen Yelan suppressed his anger and coldly said, “Thank Your Highness for your kindness. It’s getting late, please go back.”
Yuan Zheng took the medicine bottle beside the bed and said without hesitation, “Turn around.”
Cen Yelan was stunned and sat still. Yuan Zheng lowered his eyes and calmly said, “General Cen, I absolutely dislike it when people repeatedly disobey me.”
His words sounded somewhat threatening, and Cen Yelan was annoyed, “You’re pushing it too far!”
Yuan Zheng laughed, “Thank you for the compliment.”
The two looked at each other for a while, and Yuan Zheng said, “Just applying some ointment. Why’s General Cen so shy? Are you afraid of me?”
“What a joke.” Cen Yelan said coldly.
After a long stalemate, Cen Yelan finally turned around, with his back to Yuan Zheng, his clothes pulled down to his elbows, revealing his back. There was a sword wound on his back that had not healed yet, and it left a scar. Judging from the wound, it was probably caused by the Hu people at that time.
Yuan Zheng sighed, he was really patient.
Cen Yelan’s whole body was tense. He was thin but had a fine frame. When Yuan Zheng’s hand touched him, Cen Yelan resisted the urge to throw Yuan Zheng away. The ointment oil was cold and smelled bitter, but the youth’s hand was hot. When the two things touched each other, the touch was distinct.
Yuan Zheng watched the wet ointment oil slide down the straight spine, and his skin seemed to be glowing with moisture under the candlelight. He couldn’t help but glance at Cen Yelan. He was turning his face away, his jaw was tense, and his long eyelashes trembled inadvertently, scratching his heart like a soft feather.
Yuan Zheng said, “Why don’t you let the servant help you apply the ointment?”
Cen Yelan glanced at him coldly. He didn’t like to get too close to people. He would only let Su Chenzhao help him when he couldn’t move. He always did everything himself.
Yuan Zheng laughed and said, “Am I the only one who knows your secret?”
Cen Yelan might have a secret that only he knew, and this realization made him inexplicably happy. He spoke in Cen Yelan’s ear, and it was unclear whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally, but it was too ambiguous.
Cen Yelan froze. “That’s enough—”
Before he could finish his words, Yuan Zheng suddenly grabbed his waist, and the ointment bottle fell out of his hand due to Cen Yelan’s struggle.
The bed was cramped, and Cen Yelan’s resistance and rejection became even stronger. They started fighting again only after a few hours. However, the space was too small, and their bodies rubbed against each other with flesh against flesh.
Finally, the two people put their legs together, Yuan Zheng gripped Cen Yelan’s wrist, he licked the blood in his mouth, and said gloomily, “General Cen is really not polite at all.”
Cen Yelan struggled and cursed, “You assh*le!”
This made Yuan Zheng laugh. He said, “Keep on cursing me. You’ve been wanting to curse me for a long time already, right?”
Cen Yelan really underestimated this dandy. He didn’t know where he learned such unreasonable, tricky, and fierce close combat skills. His chest rose and fell for a few moments, and his expression suddenly became subtle—Yuan Zheng got hard.
The two were too close, Yuan Zheng pressed on Cen Yelan’s back, his genitals pressed against him, and his breathing became slightly rapid. Looking at the earlobes showing through Cen Yelan’s black hair, Yuan Zheng seemed to be stunned for a moment, he lowered his head and said, “Cen Yelan.”
“General Cen, do you know that the more you act like this, the more you make people want to bully you?” Yuan Zheng said slowly.
Cen Yelan showed disgust between his eyes, his body stiffened, and he angrily said, “Get lost!”
Yuan Zheng said, “Tell me, did you do this on purpose?”
He spoke each word slowly, with a hint of pride in his voice. Looking at Cen Yelan’s tightly pursed lips, he finds his resistance also had a certain indescribable allure.
“Yuan Zheng, you think too highly of yourself.” Cen Yelan raised his head and sneered, “You are just a powerless and useless prince. Who do you think you are!”
Seeing that Cen Yelan finally spoke his true feelings, Yuan Zheng laughed in anger. He thrust his hips up and pushed against his buttocks and said in a gentle and impudent tone, “Who do I think I am—General Cen, guess ah.”
