Today Prime Minister Also Wants to Bang His Head on the Pillar

Chapter 13

The crowd of officials retreated and returned to their respective homes. The Prime Minister also wanted to withdraw but was caught by the Emperor.

Without waiting for a palanquin, the Emperor dragged the Prime Minister directly back to Linjiang Palace.

He rudely yanked the Prime Minister's robe open and carefully examined his chest area.

Even though the Prime Minister pointed the dagger to his heart, he didn't use too much force; the blade didn't even penetrate through his outer robe. On the creamy white skin, only the hickies left by the Emperor were visible, hadn't yet faded.

The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief and powerlessly leaned on the Prime Minister like a child, gasping for breath.

The Prime Minister felt guilty for threatening the Emperor with his life, he rubbed the other's back and pulled him into his arms, but there was nothing he could say.

The Emperor said in a muffled voice, "Don't act so recklessly in the future."

The Emperor didn't like having servants around to serve him. Whenever he returned, there would be no one in the Linjiang Palace's
bedroom.

He got up and pulled the Prime Minister closer, his head buried in the other's neck and whispered, "l and Qin Yue joined hands to take over Yan." Qin Yue is Da Yue's emperor. On the surface, it looked like the Emperor was going to attack Da Yue, but they were actually gathering troops to take over Yan together.

This matter was classified and couldn't be disclosed to the Prime Minister or the officials until three days before the attack.

The Emperor wasn't afraid the Prime Minister would leak the secret, but he was afraid he wouldn't be able to act in front of the officials.

The Prime Minister was shocked, "Then, it was this minister's fault..."

The Emperor comforted, "It's alright. Later, beloved minister and I just need to continue acting."

The Prime Minister nodded. Thinking about how he almost misunderstood the Emperor, his heart became sour, "I was wrong."

The Emperor pulled the Prime Ministers robe off his white shoulder and bit down harshly, his tone was still fearful, "Don't ever threaten
me like this again."

The Prime Minister hurriedly nodded his head.
The Emperor leaned on the Prime Minister's shoulder, looking like he didn't intend to move any time soon.

The Prime Minister was overwhelmed with guilts so he just let the Emperor do whatever he wanted.

Holding the Prime Minister in his arms, the Emperor felt the beast down there wanted to react, he said aggrievedly, "I spent a long time
discussing with Da Yue's envoy yesterday. I was tired so I couldn't do that with you."

As he spoke, his hand started roaming around the Prime Minister's waist. The Emperor was fighting on battlefields until just a few years
ago, his weapon-wielding hands and fingers were full of callouses.

Everyday after court, he also wouldn't forget to go to the training field and practiced with the soldiers, the callouses only kept getting thickened.

They rubbed against the Prime Minister's fair and delicate waist, making the person go weak and feebly lean on the Emperor's arms, looking like he was clinging on with affection.

His lips moved, but in the end, the sentence, "It's still broad daylight, not suitable for lewdness." still couldn't come out.

Gazing at the Emperor's contented face, the Prime Minister suddenly felt ashamed with his grandfather. This past year, he had done a good job as an official in advising the Emperor,
however, as a wife, he often just let the Emperor do whatever he wanted and couldn't convince him of anything.

At this time, fluid was flowing out from his lower body.
The Prime Minister raised his head and sucked on the Emperor's chin, then used his hand to untie his trouser and touched the slowly rising
object confined inside.

He placed the Emperor's arms around his waist as he leaned down and attempted to hold that object in his hands.

Unexpectedly, the disobedient thing abruptly sprang up and slapped the Prime Minister right in the face.

The Prime Minister stared at the Emperor with a blank expression, but he still followed the original intention and held it with both hands, his head lowered and licked the tip.

The Emperor swallowed, he reclined against the bed frame, his hands patted the Prime Minister's back gently.

The Prime Minister took the giant object into his mouth. After a short while, the thing got bigger and almost tore his oral cavity. The Emperor patted the Prime Minister and said
helplessly, "Get up, you don't need to do this."

The Prime Minister refused to admit defeat.
He recalled the book's instruction, first, slowly released the object, then began to lick from top to bottom. Very soon, the giant rod was covered in his transparent saliva. The Prime
Minister trailed downward and continued licking the two sacs. His hands did not stay idle and massaged the shaft up and down.

White fluid started trickling out from the tip.
The Emperor stared at the Prime Minister's exposed shoulders. The robe had partly slid down his waist, half-covering, half-exposing him. The Prime Minister's small tongue kept
teasing the Emperor's balls, making them tremble, then moved up to lick the tip, sucking the semen clean and rolling it around inside before swallowing.

A fire was ignited inside the Emperor's stomach and divided into two parts, one went straight to his head, and the other shoot down
to his rod. His hand kept stroking the Prime Minister's back, seemingly gentle but was actually a sleeping dragon on the verge of bringing forth a storm upon its awakening.