Feng Yu Jiu Tian

Finally the matter of the Queen’s birthday was behind Feng Ming, and one could consider that he had passed his first exam. His success promptly reflected the fruitful triumph of the two assiduous months he lived under the guide of the Regent King. It was a good result.

As an award to commend the young man’s efforts, Rong Tian permitted Feng Ming to ride White Cloud solo for one whole day. However, this was in consideration that horse riding was also a necessary skill the ‘stranger’ had to study.

Come the day of the anticipated horse ride, Rong Tian feared White Cloud’s unsettling temper, as the stead refused to allow anyone else but his master to mount him. As a result, the King retracted his offer and did not allow Feng Ming to even come an inch closer to the great animal. This completely shattered the young man, as he spent hours fuming and issuing Rong Tian the dirtiest look of discontent. With the turn of events, and their plan in turmoil, Rong Tian immediately shifted all official Xi Rei meetings to be undertaken two days earlier, a move to purposely allow them to have a break soon after. The Regent King made another deal promising to take Feng Ming on White Cloud for a ride outside of the Imperial Palace and indeed it was the King’s ploy to regain Feng Ming’s waning favor.

“Are you for real?” Feng Ming’s wide eyes shining with glee was hardly concealing his delight, there was still doubt sitting in his mind so he nervously grabbed the King’s collar. “We will go out of the Palace? And I get to ride on White Cloud? You’ll let me ride alone?”

“I will ride beside you and watch you closely,” he confirmed.

“That’s great!” Feng Ming’s beautiful handsome face shared the same excitement seen on a child unwrapping a present. He couldn’t hold back his joy, as he tackled the king with a French-like greeting, a warm hug and quickly planted two loud kisses on the King’s face.

“However…” Rong Tian interjected after the young man’s elation calmed, “Tomorrow, before we leave the Palace, you must accompany me to meet someone.”

Feng Ming’s intuition flared, sensing some type of conspiracy spiraling around him. He asked suspiciously, “Who is it?”

“Your father, the King of Xi Rei, An Jiang.”

“WHAT!?”Feng Ming exclaimed with a hint of fear in his voice.

“It was only a few days ago you came out of the blue and drag me off to meet the Queen. Now you want me to meet the King? Hey, people have something called stress and tolerance, and I’m going to hit that limit do you understand?”

Of course the Regent King could never comprehend how “stressful” it was to assume the identity of another human! Instead of providing any sympathy the man chuckled at the boy’s reaction.

“Don’t be afraid, the King has been deep asleep for years, as his son, you should pay him a visit him.”

Just pay him a visit?

It was obvious the Original Prince would have not often visited his own parents.

Xi Rei’s family system is so strange, how could the relationship between parents and children actually feel so unfamiliar, alike to strangers. Perhaps this was a downfall of the lack of “human interaction” within the Palace?

Feng Ming lifted his gaze onto the King’s stern face, knowing although the man was smiling through his teeth, what came out of the man’s mouth was a complete order. Even if he continued to argue, it was always pointless, worst, he could lose his privilege of riding the dazzling White Cloud outside of the palace.

His best response was to bare it and nod before uttering bitterly. “I’ll go then, to come across this reincarnation of Cao Cao is my own bad luck.”

Feng Ming had exposed his immature side, a part never cease to amuse the King. Although Feng Ming was gifted with an exceptionally attractive appearance he wasn’t someone you could find in the Royal family. There was no one that could compare with the nobility of his appearance and the intelligence he held. This blend of assets made him a form of amazing beauty which held a fresh and pure atmosphere.

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King Rong’s eyes were deeply fixated on the young man, falling deeper into the vortex of Feng Ming’s allure. The more he saw the more he loved, his strong arms brought the slender waist closer and tighter within his hold.

With a seductive voice, the King whispered “I only want you to become aware of your current situation earlier, to avoid any disasters in your path in the future.”

Then he released a deep sigh.

“How I’ve wish if you weren’t the Crowned Prince.”

Feng Ming’s heart overflowed with the sweet sap oozing from the King’s words, it even made him blush, before lightly scolding the smooth talker.

“Don’t bother sweet talking me, I’ve promised you. I will definitely go tomorrow, he is only a vegetable.”

The two of them caught each other’s gaze, sharing the same thought pattern, their hearts were in a flurry and their faces reddened with each passing moment.

Rong Wang was the first to succumb to the luster of Feng Ming’s compelling charms, he suddenly smothered the younger man’s mouth with a long kiss, and his hands began to caress the man’s slender form.

Feng Ming had now become used to the King’s hasty greedy kisses which he reciprocated with his own, showing the older man that he wasn’t submitting.

The atmosphere between the two heated up into overdrive…

“Today I must…” Their breathing was labored and coarse, as both of them struggled for air supply. The King’s voice was even deeper than normal and it was muffled by the soft pair of lips.

Feng Ming mind was hectic and he was mesmerized by the man’s touch as if it left a trail of desire, leading him into an elated daze as he could only instinctively clutch at the Regent King’s clothing for support. The Prince’s face was painted with a spoilt expression.

When the Regent King’s slender fingers managed to unravel the holdings of Feng Ming’s outer robes, Feng Ming immediately followed suite, copying the King’s action and moved his hands to fiddle and undress the older man.

Given such a heated situation, where wanton feelings were practically seeping out there was a sense of urgency, a desperate need for skin on skin contact between the two men.

At a glance, it was apparent that Feng Ming had a stronger urge as he basically peeled the outer robe off his playmate with so much haste there was no delicacy involved!

“There’s no need to hurry, we have the whole night.”

Why run before you can walk, in the end the Regent King could give Feng Ming a run for his money on who was faster at disrobing. The older man finished stripping Feng Ming clean to reveal the delicate flesh of the younger man’s beautiful body.

Feng Ming’s hands were clumsy as they struggled to undo the intricate clothing under-robe that the King adorned. The King’s large hands moved the boy’s fumbling disaster away from the challenge and quickly helped speed up the process as he continued to undress himself.

It wasn’t long till a grin was painted wide across the King’s face as he stood triumphantly in front of Feng Ming, proudly showcasing his healthy well toned naked body.

“Do you like it?” he smiled, as he moved Feng Ming’s hands so they rested on the smooth muscles of his chest. The King’s eyes welled with tenderness.

Feng Ming fondled the warm skin under his palms admiringly, his large black eyes wide with amusement, as if he was looking at a treasure.

“How beautiful…” Feng Ming gently gasped in praise.

In the Regent King’s eyes, the real beauty was the naked Feng Ming standing in front of him.

With a swift movement, he motioned to sweep the young man off his feet and carried him over, placing him in the centre of the bed.

“This time we aren’t going to use my hand or my mouth, I’m telling you in advance, so don’t say that I bullied you.”

Feng Ming was already spellbound, his soul was off with the fairies, he was paying no attention the Regent King words. All he wanted to do was to feel the other. He sat up and reached for the older man, instead he found himself being gently pushed back down onto the bed.

“Lie down, the time we have during the evening is very valuable, we should cherish it.”

Although Feng Ming was dazed his managed to offer the correct “idiom”, murmuring to the King, “Stupid, it’s called “Every moment of a lover’s tryst is precious.”

Rong Wang was startled by the boy’s comment. He laughed as he repeated patronizing the Prince “Every moment of a lover’s tryst is precious, well said.”

Rong Tian’s large hands made way to Feng Ming’s thighs, gradually coercing them to part, and he shuffled to make his way between them.

Feng Ming’s felt cold as he his most secret parts was exposed. He let out a small sound that sounded like a whimpering animal.

Rong Wang softly assured the boy, “Don’t be afraid, I’ll make sure to pleasure you first and moisten you.” With this, his hands reached to caress Feng Ming’s rear entrance, his head dipped down, his mouth wrapped around the semi erect member.

The heat that radiated from Rong Tian’s mouth sent Feng Ming shouting in excitement. There was no restraint left in Feng Ming’s voice when the King’s tongue teased the tender tissue on the tip, then his head bobbed up and down engulfing the sensitive flesh into his wet warm cavity.

“Rong Tian…no... nnh…” Feng Ming short pants of incoherent words amounted to nothing. His naked snow-white body twisted with each motion on top of the rich silk sheets.