RongCheng merely thought simply that he would assist Yan Si exactly as the manner a male individual routinely handled it himself, even so, merely performing it perfunctorily how could it cause him to lower the heat… In the final analysis, he could only let out a breath in a helpless sigh, speaking in a low voice exactly like praying and entreating: "I… cannot perform it for younger brother... You are not A Yuan, I truly possess no stimulation… A Si, you are a divine physician after all, you definitely possess the medicine to resolve it, is it correct or not? Quickly return, do not make it difficult for me further!"
The words were exactly like slapping straight into Yan Si's face; reasonably his own person ought to abandon the attempt to be correct, even so he still remained stock-still exactly thus, again obstinately saying: "If there were a device, I already early would have resolved it, for what reason would I still arrive here?"
Not to mention this condition furthermore was caused by his own self taking initiative to use medicine, causing it to erupt more intensely… Yan Si suddenly used a garment strap to bind around RongCheng's eyes, saying: "Sighting it no more, can brother perform it or not? Imagine that I am precisely second elder brother… brother perform it for me…"
Hearing the mention toward Shang Yuan, within RongCheng's heart it was painful and agonizing to the uttermost point, his fist inwardly tightening; he truly knew not what he must do further already, merely faintly shaking his head, bearing clearly the meaning of refusal.
Standing before the extreme ripping and tearing of his sworn elder brother, Yan Si unexpectedly felt regret, yet the yearning caused by the medicine had caused his reason to be obscured and blurred, possessing no path of retreat further... He pulled RongCheng's hand up to touch upon his own cheek…
Amidst the interval of pitch-black space, RongCheng clearly sensed hot, boiling tears touching upon his hand, his heart adding a portion of sharp stinging pain; possessing no other device… in order to cross past tonight, he inwardly spoke toward himself that: Merely this single night… merely this single turn…
Yan Si would never be permitted to arrive at the Zixuan Palace at the time the night descended further!
Once more, RongCheng was pulled into the bout of cloud and rain that his own self in no way desired; never ever could he expect that merely that single nod of the head was already voluntarily treading his foot into the trap, step by step being guided to indulge into the desire possessing no exit together with his sworn younger brother.
Yan Si arrived here not merely to receive the favor of a single night; he had clearly sighted the man's weak point and utilized exactly that matter… Privately preparing everything himself, even to the supporting medicinal ointment, it was a thing utilized for the work of ruining RongCheng.
It pushed the man's desire up to the highest; after this single night, he certainly would privately generate a yearning for Yan Si much more; merely requiring to encounter him, he then would react, possessing no rejection further. RongCheng stepped into the bout of cloud and rain in a state of being blindfolded, beneath the ripping and tearing of conscience and blind before the extreme ruthlessness of his sworn younger brother.
From the despair of his own person, Yan Si acted in an exceptionally cruel manner toward RongCheng. Although knowing the person in no way desired to perform this deed, he nonetheless step by step pushed the man to the dead end of being unrighteous and inhumane.
In the midst of the trance of frenzy, RongCheng in no way knew the medicinal ointment that Yan Si deliberately prepared was soaking deep into his blood, silently destroying the natural defense mechanism of his body…
Clearly identifying the person lying beneath himself was not Shang Yuan, but was the sworn younger brother whom he with entire heart loved, prized, and protected, yet in the midst of the peak stimulation, RongCheng suddenly sensed a truly deep binding connection, a floating joy and pleasure that could not be clearly spoken.
When the final will of resistance was snapped, the defensive line protecting reason completely collapsed, revealing a primitive instinct of survival; RongCheng's movements suddenly became more furious and violent than even a wild beast.
Yan Si attained his vow, possessing RongCheng with emotions full of turmoil and sin…
Right at that very period, both of them clearly recognized that they had already been unable to return exactly as in the initial time, completely letting desire dominate. Yan Si was no longer an innocent youth, unintentionally becoming the lowest and most base tool while never yet having known it.
But having arrived to this pass, then speaking whatever was devoid of meaning; knowing exceptionally clearly yet still performing it precisely was being voluntary. Both took initiative to fall into the path of depravity possessing no returning path.
At the dim morning, Yan Si strove to return to his dwelling place; just leaning his back down upon the bed, he then slept a bout truly heartily and deeply, also possessing no fear regarding anything further.
At the dim morning, Yan Si strove to return to his dwelling place; just leaning his back down upon the bed, he then slept a bout truly heartily and deeply, also possessing no fear regarding anything further.
That day, everything still took place ordinarily, not like the previous turn further… At noon when Yan Si awakened from sleep, he already had Xiao Yi to manage all matters; the servant supported him to depart to cleanse his person, and then prepared the morning meal.
Although eating was no longer at the correct mealtime exactly as before, yet seeing his master joyful was sufficient, for that reason he only then coddled him to permit him to sleep a bit more.
At this time, Yan Si again spoke: "You have no requirement to be here; quickly depart to decoct the medicine for me."
Yesterday, Yan Si did hand across to Xiao Yi very many packets of medicine, instructing to decoct two times a day during the morning and evening. Nonetheless, at present the servant continually hesitated, refusing yet to depart, again haltingly asking: "Master, what is that medicine?"
He feared it would again resemble the previous day, for that reason he definitely must question thoroughly; Yan Si also knew thus, merely composedly replying: "It is merely restorative medicine; drinking it is to make the person healthy."
"Ah, it turns out to be like that." At this time, Xiao Yi only then felt at peace in his heart, running to depart to decoct the medicine straight away.
Finishing the meal, Yan Si waited for the medicine to arrive to drink, and only then slunk away to sleep further.
In the meantime, from the time RongCheng awakened from sleep, his countenance was exceptionally gloomy and deep; the feeling of sin and the residual pleasure of last night blended into each other, causing his mental faculties to become dull and muddled.
Recognizing his own self had generated an abnormal desire toward his sworn younger brother, RongCheng's heart was in extreme disarray and panic…
From an individual who always took pride regarding integrity and fidelity, he privately doubted even the character that inherently was the thing creating his identity; never yet had it shaken in such a crazy manner.
The youth who formerly was an arrogant entity fearing neither heaven nor earth—he rebelled like a wild god wishing to oppose the coldness of royal power; Shang Yuan surfaced exactly like a flash of light yanking him back to act as a human, soothing the wild beast to let it sleep peacefully inside him… Yet now, it had lived again…
Suddenly, RongCheng no longer recognized his own self further, solely Sighting that it was a betrayer of the oath with his wife, a pervert of incestuous chaos with his sworn younger brother; his reason howled demanding justice and judged him exceptionally ruthlessly: "I am not… I am not! A Yuan… A Yuan…"
RongCheng called the name of A Yuan exactly like a redemption of the soul, hoping to be forgiven, yet he himself also dared not open his words to admit.