A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 510 No Lynching

On one side of the main hall is the bedroom, and on the other side is the study. Yuan Wuyou glanced at a corner of Gao Changgong's study and then dragged the man to the study.

When the man was pushed onto the table, he could no longer resist and said, "Enough! Ah..."

But as he turned around, he bumped into the corner of the table behind him. Even through the armor, the pain made him grit his teeth and reach out to cover his lower back.

But Yuan Wuyou held his other hand, and she took out an unopened white wolf-hair pen from the pen holder next to her and put it into his hand.

"You can imitate handwriting, right? Write it for me!"

Gao Yanzong declined politely.
"This wolf-hair brush hasn't been opened yet, so I can't write..."

The man stood with his lower back against the edge of the table, his waist slightly bent, allowing Yuan Wuyou to be on the same level with him without having to tiptoe.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and poked the wolf hair brush at the skirt armor protecting his crotch, "Open it now, or I will use you to open the brush."

Gao Yanzong, who was leaning against the edge of the table and had nowhere to retreat, bit his lip, his brown eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice,
"If I can take whatever I want, will you forgive Fourth Brother's ignorance?"

"Your fourth brother is not worthy of filling the gap in the sky, and you, a traitor, are also not worthy of it. Now I just want to know, is it you who can imitate the handwriting, or is there another extraordinary person!"

Gao Yanzong did not answer yes or no, but pursed his lips and pushed away her hand holding the pen, "Since I am not worthy, then don't get close to me, a felon, or people will misunderstand that I bribed you."

At this moment, Gao Changgong, who had heard the noise, came running to the door in a red shirt, panting, "Lord! Don't be impulsive. Even if my fifth brother has committed a heinous crime, you cannot resort to private punishment..."

"Lynching? Does it count as lynching if I want to do that to him?"

As he spoke, Yuan Wuyou raised his hand and pinched Gao Yanzong's chin.

Gao Changgong said hurriedly:
"Didn't you promise me... that as long as I follow you now, you would suppress the forged documents and marry me? My wound doesn't hurt anymore. I can do it!"

Hearing this, Gao Yanzong pushed her hand away and turned to look at his brother in astonishment. He was such a conservative and persistent person, but he actually tried love before marriage for himself? And this tyrant could actually suppress this heinous crime for his fourth brother?
Looking at Gao Changgong approaching, Gao Yanzong felt sad, and emotions such as inferiority and shame surged in his heart.

His hand hanging by his side was suddenly grabbed by her.

"But I want to fuck him now! As for whether to pursue him for crime or not, I'll decide after I'm done with it."

Yuan Wuyou threw a bundle of hemp rope he found on the table into Gao Changgong's hands as he walked over.

"Come here and tie Gao Yanzong's hands behind his back."

Upon hearing this, Gao Yanzong and Gao Changgong, who were wearing silver armor, looked up at her in surprise at the same time.

Gao Changgong was shocked, "No! I will never do this to him..."

She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "This is a boudoir hobby, so he won't struggle when he enjoys it later."

Gao Changgong, holding the hemp rope, blushed. He stood three steps away and looked at his brother, stammering, "A Chong... is it really like this?"

To protect his fourth brother from being fooled by her, Gao Yanzong nodded in agreement.

"I am willing."

After saying that, the man stretched out his arms and handed the wrist covered with the silver fish scale wristband to his brother.

Gao Changgong didn't understand but respected the man. He stared at him the whole time as the man tied his hands behind his back, thinking that his brother was wearing armor and it wouldn't be too tight and get hurt.

Yuan Wuyou opened his mouth and said, "Please ask Lanling Wang to leave this room. If you hear any noise, don't come in."

Gao Changgong's eyes were filled with fear. "You are not going to kill him, are you? According to the laws of the Great Qi Dynasty, private punishment is not allowed..."

Gao Yanzong gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, please go out. I don't want anyone to eavesdrop on me."

Now that his younger brother had spoken, it would be awkward for Gao Changgong to stay here. "Ah? Then, I'll go..."

Seeing him turn around and leave stiffly, Yuan Wuyou said to his back, "Gao Changgong, I left a pearl hairpin with you. Go back and find it for me."

Gao Yanzong's heart tightened when he heard about the pearl hairpin. Gao Changgong responded in confusion, saying that he would go back and find it. It was obvious that the tyrant queen had not mentioned how to use the hairpin.

But he knew very well what a bad hairpin it was.

After the study was cleared, the little empress in red sat down on the general chair behind the table.

One of them was standing and the other was sitting. Gao Yanzong was wearing silver-white armor, which made him look taller and stronger, with broad shoulders and long legs.

Yuan Wuyou, who seemed quite delicate in comparison, was still sitting despite having an injured arm, still maintaining the oppressive posture of a superior.

She suddenly slapped the armrest at her side and gave a cold command to the man standing upright in front of her.

"Kneel down."

"Huh?" Gao Yanzong, who was standing proudly in silver armor, laughed in surprise and sneered, then said stubbornly,
"You are no longer the Queen of Runan of the Great Qi State. The Crown Prince of Huaxu and the princes of the royal family are no different in status. On what basis does the Lord of the State ask me to kneel down?"

Yuan Wuyou stood up angrily, grabbed his neck and forced him to struggle so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Ah...what?"

She stared at his angry and panicked eyes, and his white and tender cheeks were abnormally red and swollen, because she hit him. Then she pressed the back of his neck, and as she sat back on the general chair, she forced him to bend his knees and half-kneel in front of her.

She looked at the man's panic-stricken eyes and ordered coldly:

"Your Majesty!"

After saying that, she slowly spread her knees, turned into a majestic sitting posture, and pressed his head towards her thighs.

Gao Yanzong's pupils widened instantly and he shook his head hurriedly, "No! What do you take me for?"

"I'm being merciful by not killing you, and you still dare to refuse?"

“Ah…”

Yuan Wuyou raised her leg and kicked the man's knees, forcing him to kneel on both knees in front of her. Because Gao Yanzong's hands were tied behind his back and he couldn't break free, he had to humiliate himself by putting his face level with her waist. The man's thin white neck flushed in anger and he looked up.

Gao Yanzong looked at her with resentment and pity.

"Do you just like forcing me?"

"Do you like being forced?"

He looked up at the girl who was looking down at him. The midday sun shining through the windowsill behind her made her face look even more gloomy and aggressive.

The man's voice trembled. "You know that you can't lynch me according to the law, so you want to torture me in bed?"

"On the bed? You are not worthy of climbing onto my bed right now! For the sake of our relationship as master and slave, letting you use your oral skills is the last favor I can give you."

"Yuan Wuyou... are you really thinking that instinctively... or do you want to communicate with me in this way?"

"What do you say?"

She suddenly spread her legs, grabbed the high ponytail on top of his head with her right hand, and pushed his head down with brute force.

【Delete code ①】

The titmouse outside the window, chirping and pecking at the curtains, had been going back and forth several times.

At that moment, the girl in red shirt who was lazily leaning on the general's chair sighed and slowly relaxed her expression.

Yuan Wuyou stood up by pulling up her silk pants, and suddenly pulled up the man who was kneeling on one knee, and pressed him onto the chair where her warmth still remained.

The man, who had already lost consciousness, felt dizzy again.

With his eyes blank and his mouth full of liquid that was not swallowed fast enough, and transparent mucus dripping down his rosy lips... Yuan Wuyou skillfully untied the laces of his silver armor. Gao Yanzong felt a chill all over his body, and the armor wrapped around him suddenly fell off, all piled up at his waist.

Then he lifted up his skirt armor.

Gao Yanzong struggled hard!
"What do you want to do?"

Before he could finish his words, she poked a rough and dry wolf-hair brush in front of him.

Yuan Wuyou looked down at him and trapped him in the general's chair, pressing his chest with one hand.

"I want to see how you forge my handwriting to issue orders."

The man's cheeks flushed.

"My hands are tied, I can't write..."

"Then let it be written somewhere else."

Gao Yanzong understood her meaning instantly. At the same time, the rough and dry wolf hair brush had already poked the top through the cloth.

"what!"

He only felt that everything in front of his eyes suddenly turned black and white, and he was dizzy and his soul was shaking.

【Delete code ②】

I don't know when it ended.

It was not until the brush soaked in turbid white ink poked his rosy lips covered with saliva that Gao Yanzong slowly came back to his senses.

When she put the evil wolf-hair brush back on the table beside her and pressed forward again, Gao Yanzong realized that his armor had been removed long ago and thrown all over the floor.

Looking at the girl who was face to face with him, the man smiled sadly with a hoarse voice.

"You just like forcing me, don't you?"

"I haven't forced you yet."

"Haven't you forced enough?"

"I'll show you what coercion is!"

Yuan Wuyou, who was furious and humiliated, pulled Gao Yanzong up from the chair and dragged him to the gauze bed behind the screen.

Gao Yanzong was also puzzled. Why was there a bed in this study?

But he had no time to wonder, and the two of them were entangled on the bed with a green gauze curtain at the foot of the bed. Although the man's hands were tied, he struggled hard, and she still had a lot of effort to hold him down.

Panting, Gao Yanzong, lying on his back on the bed, asked in a desperate tone:

"Yuan Wuyou! What is the relationship between us like this now? You just made a scene in the inn and wanted to sentence me to death... Is this... my last tenderness before I die? Do you want me to be a playboy?"

The girl who leaned over and grabbed his throat had her face flushed red because of the excessive force, but her eyebrows were still calm and she said coldly:

"It was indeed the last tenderness. If you sleep with me now, I will follow my promise to Gao Changgong and not pursue the death penalty for forging documents. You will be a tyrant who loves beauty but not the country. Anyway, your purpose of Qi rejecting Yuwen Huaibi's marriage for me has been achieved."

She actually... could protect him and become a tyrant who loves beauty more than the country?

Forgiveness came so suddenly that Gao Yanzong's dead brown eyes suddenly lit up as if they were resurrected from the dead! "Really? Are you still willing to... and forgive my sins?"

In stark contrast to his bright eyes, the girl pressing on his chest still had deep and calm eyes.

"I can't exonerate you by myself, I can only try my best to suppress the impact of this incident. But from now on... we are completely done with each other. I feel extremely disgusted when I see you now! Even the marriage proposal... you have to tear it up, I will just pretend it never happened."

Gao Yanzong knew very well that she was already protecting him by saying this, but when he heard her say "break up completely" and felt disgusted with him, his eyes still dimmed.

He could only apologize helplessly with a trembling voice: "I'm sorry... It's all my fault that I made you so embarrassed... I'm really sorry..."

She interrupted impatiently:

"Since you know you've let me down, please give me one last chance. Don't say I've never given you a chance to take the initiative. This time... you have to serve me with all your strength."

When Gao Yanzong heard her last sentence, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said in astonishment, "Did I hear it right? You...you allow me?"

The girl narrowed her upturned eyes slightly, "You don't want this opportunity?"

"I want it! Untie my hands first, and I promise you'll be satisfied!"

Seeing that he suddenly seemed to have revived, flattered and smiling, Yuan Wuyou almost regretted it on the spot.

But now that she had said it, she had to bite the bullet and give him this chance. After all, his obsession in the past was that he had been bullied by her until he cried, but he didn't dare to resist.

Yuan Wuyou had completely given up on him now. Since they were about to break up and even become enemies, this was the most decent ending she could give.

"Who told you to be on top? Just lie down. I can control it." After a pause, she added, "This is a decent ending for you. You'd better not do anything bad and make me disgust you even more."

As he said that, Yuan Wuyou went to find the remaining hemp rope that was used to tie up his arms, and shackled his feet to the bed legs, making it difficult for him to lift his legs and preventing him from escaping.

Even so, Gao Yanzong was still quite excited.

Because Gao Yanzong found that the intimacy just now had restored her private passion. Since this was the only way to make her temporarily put aside the hatred for her country and family, he was naturally willing to live a life of drunkenness and dreams, and even wished that he could really die, and at the same time die in her arms.

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The sun shining in through the window beside the bed was extremely scorching; even the wind was hot.

It was even hotter inside the curtains.

At that time, the gauze curtain that was originally at the foot of the bed was pulled down by the girl at some point, and was now spread over her body, which was only wearing a crotchless top, and even her plump shoulders were visible.

Gao Yanzong had long lost consciousness in his arms, which were pressed under him. He looked up at the girl, who was lying on his shoulder, catching her breath with sweat on her forehead, and asked with a smile:

"You just said you still like me... Will I have a chance in the future?"

She lowered her slightly wet eyelashes, without even looking at him, and said dissatisfiedly:

"What we say in bed doesn't count. Besides... I was too rough just now. You won't have another chance."

"Then do I still have a chance to be forced?"

Hearing this, Yuan Wuyou propped himself up with one hand and squinted at the naked man under him.

"Do you like being raped so much?"

"I wish I could die in your hands."

"Tsk, men are such a slut! I've given you a decent ending, now it's your turn to be punished."

Gao Yanzong was accustomed to her punishment, and at this moment he couldn't help but reveal a sweet smile at the corners of his broken lips.

The girl above him had put away the lazy and calm look on her face, and now her eyes were full of hostility.

The man was just startled by her change of expression and then she grabbed his shoulders.

Just as the two were about to start fighting, footsteps were heard outside, and someone shouted in the main hall next door -

"Lanling King, something bad has happened! Someone from Zhou has arrived, Lanling King!"

“Ah! Ugh—”

Because she bent her waist so hard, Gao Yanzong screamed in pain, which frightened the man so much that he lost his voice and stood outside the study door, at a loss as to what to do.

But I still asked boldly:
"Who is it? Lanling King?"

Yuan Wuyou smiled maliciously and deliberately raised his voice, "Is Prince Lanling here? Come in and take a look?"

The man who was twisting and struggling under her was horrified when he heard this!

"No! Don't come in..."

The armored general who came outside to report the news was standing in the living room. He could clearly hear the man's painful breathing coming from the study. It sounded like King Ande?
He stretched his neck, stood at the door and looked inside, and saw two figures through the screen!
Seeing this, the elder brother was so embarrassed that he was sweating profusely. He quickly said sensibly, "I will take my leave first..."

"Stop! Don't move! Otherwise I will stab you to death with my sword!"

Yuan Wuyou shouted loudly, scaring the messenger at the door so much that he almost fell flat on his face.

The furious Queen of Runan ordered him not to leave, and the man at the door did not dare to move a step.

There was someone eavesdropping outside, which made Gao Yanzong inside suffer.

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The sun sets in the afternoon.

Through the window sill at the head of the bed, you can see dark clouds gathering in the sky.

The cool breeze coming in from the windowsill blew up the green gauze curtains beside the bed, stirring the bed curtains and bedding for several hours, and finally the clouds stopped and the rain stopped.

Inside the tent, the man's breathing was weak and hoarse. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard a cold voice:
"Now, can you imitate my handwriting and show it to me?"

The girl next to him suddenly spoke, like a poisonous snake coiling around its body, startling the man so much that he suddenly came back to his senses and remembered his situation.

But he just said in a hoarse voice: "My hands have no feeling, I can't write."

"You lowly fool! I don't even want to see you!"

Since everything was over, Yuan Wuyou didn't even care about the life or death of the man beside her, nor did she untie the ropes that tied his hands and feet to the foot of the bed. She put on her clothes, lifted the curtain, and left.

As the gauze curtain fluttered, the man, through his tear-blurred vision, saw the heroic little empress with her sleeves flying in the wind, walking with determination and resolve.

She didn't have the slightest bit of reluctance, and even walked briskly as if relieved. It seemed that she really... didn't want to see him again.

Yuan Wuyou straightened her clothes, fastened her belt, and walked out of the study room, only to find that the two messengers she had ordered to be the audience had run away at some point.

As luck would have it, the next moment he saw Gao Changgong, who was wearing a red shirt and slightly sweaty, holding a hairpin in his hand, hurriedly walking into the main hall.

Their eyes met and he ran straight towards her.

"I found the hairpin you mentioned. Is there anything urgent you need? And just now... I heard from my subordinates and the Zhou envoy... that you forced them to listen to you and your fifth brother's bed? Is that true?"

Yuan Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the study, and said coldly:
"Go in and take a look yourself, and give the hairpin to your brother."

"Ah?" Gao Changgong's eyes widened in shock. He lowered his head and glanced at the object in his hand. His cheeks flushed. "What kind of remedy is this?"

Seeing how innocent he was, Yuan Wuyou could not bear to deceive him any more, so he had to order, "Don't worry, since he has served me well, I will naturally suppress this matter for him and will not kill him. Go in and dress him, his hands and feet are tied."

Before she finished her words, an angry roar came from behind the bed curtains, "No!"

The man struggled to sit up and roared in anger: "Don't let him come over!"

Gao Changgong looked at the girl in front of him in astonishment and said anxiously:

"What happened between you two?"

Yuan Wuyou ignored them and turned around and walked out the door.

Seeing that she had completely left the main hall, Gao Changgong hurriedly ran into the study and went behind the screen.

For a moment, he was almost knocked out by the smell.

I saw my brother lying on the bed, struggling to raise his purple arms to cover his torn red shirt below his waist. His braided hair was draped askew and messy over his shoulders, which were covered with purple and red bruises, and there seemed to be many deep teeth marks.

It was wrapped much more tightly than Gao Changgong had imagined.

Beside Gao Yanzong was a mess of mattresses, all of which were broken and rough hemp ropes, some of which were stained with blood, silently accusing him of the situation and experience he had just encountered.

Gao Changgong walked forward in shock and lifted the curtain, but his ears were still red, and he didn't dare to look closely at the bed. "She even asked me to untie you... How did you untie it yourself?"

My brother gritted his teeth, his long moist eyelashes covering his eyes sadly.

His voice was so hoarse that he almost lost his voice. He raised his wrist with a thick circle of purple bruises with great effort, revealing the jade ring on his thumb: "I have a hidden weapon, a sword."

Gao Changgong's heartache overcame his resistance. He sat down on the relatively clean edge of the bed with a sad and pitiful look in his eyes.

"Then why... when your hands were tied at the beginning, you didn't cut the rope and resist her?"

Gao Yanzong snorted lightly and said indifferently,
"She wants to punish me on purpose, and she has many ways to do it. Will it be any use if I resist? Besides... I'm afraid of accidentally hurting her, which would make the crime even worse."

It turns out that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten! Gao Changgong did not understand this kind of room fun, he just felt sorry for his brother. So he walked silently to the cabinet beside him, took out a set of spare clothes, and then put on a pure white middle coat for his brother.

As he closed his brother's shirt and covered the bruises on his body, Gao Changgong couldn't help but wonder:

"Are you also feeling uncomfortable like this?"

The man pursed his lips, wanting to say that this was her usual punishment, but he was afraid that Fourth Brother would be afraid from now on, and also afraid that Fourth Brother would not understand, so he shook his head. "It hurts in my heart."

Gao Changgong remembered that the two messengers had complained to him that Empress Huaxu and Prince Ande were having a big affair in the study and had insisted on letting them hear it, so he became extremely angry.

"She is such a bastard, she kills without spilling blood... Even if she really wants to vent her anger, it should be physical pain... How could she humiliate you like this in front of outsiders and envoys from the enemy country!" After a pause, Gao Changgong saw that his brother lowered his head and said nothing, and tried to smooth it over, "But she just told me that... she won't take your life. In order to protect you, she would rather choose a beauty than the country. It seems that she still likes you very much, and I will definitely do my best to protect you."

Hearing his brother's indignant words of comfort, Gao Yanzong couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat, and tears welled up in his already moist eyes!
Unable to bear the grief, he leaned over and threw himself into his brother's broad and strong arms, crying loudly with a hoarse voice.

"Brother...Brother! What should I do? She will never love me again, and I hate her so much! My heart hurts so much, why has it come to this? I've had enough...I want to go home..."

Even though Gao Changgong was slow-witted, he now understood what his brother meant by "enough".

Gao Changgong endured the pain of the wound on his chest, and with his arms he held his brother's back where his shoulder blades were protruding, and comforted him softly, "Okay, no matter what the outcome of this matter is, we won't work hard anymore. I'll take you home, and we'll go back to Yecheng and be idle."

The younger brother in his arms sobbed, "No... I won't go to Yecheng! I... I want to go back to Ande."

"Okay, I'll take you back to Ande, and I'll go back to Lanling too."

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