Feng Yu Jiu Tian

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Feng Ming finally had a rough understanding of Wu Qian.

Gaining a bit of insight into his life experiences, he felt that Wu Qian’s life was much more pitiful than his own. Even though he was an orphan, at least he now had Rong Tian. He also had Rong Hu, Qiu Lan, Luo Yun, and others by his side.

Weren’t most of his days spent happily?

Feng Ming did not want to open up any more of Wu Qian’s wounds, so he acted as a good host and had some more refreshments brought out. “Everyone has said that making armour is incredibly expensive… but how difficult is it exactly?”

“It depends on what material is used, the type of armour, and the master who makes it.”

With a puzzled look, Feng Ming asked, “I can understand the need for different materials and types of armour, but what does the master’s identity have to do with it?”

Zhuang Pu laughed and replied, “It turns out the Young Lord is not an expert on this subject. Who makes the armour is very important. Even with good material, a good master is needed to turn it into a superior product, similar to iron. In order to forge solid armour, a person who has carefully practiced the art for a long time is needed. However, not every master has unique skills. I am not completely familiar with the details, but I have heard they need to be able to control a furnace with extreme temperatures. The furnace also needs to be created from a certain type of clay originating from a specific location. There are also other trivial details.”

It’s that complicated…?

Feng Ming almost scratched his head again. His hand had just moved a little before it was secretly stopped by Luo Yun, who looked at him in warning.

Feeling wronged, Feng Ming shifted a bit and blinked his eyes. He had to hold back the urge to scratch his head while maintaining the façade of the admirable and graceful Young Lord of the Xiao Family. “So, putting it frankly, a true master is incredibly rare.”

Wu Qian joined the conversation. “Indeed, it really is rare. However, if Young Lord wants to learn more about the art of making armour, it is not difficult. A very well-known master called Weng Heng lives in the outskirts of Tong Ze. If Young Lord is interested, we can plan a day to meet him together.”

Feng Ming had just nodded before Luo Yun coldly opened his mouth and said, “Apologies, our lord’s health has not been well recently. He should not be moving around too much.”

When it came to security, Luo Yun and Rong Hu had an increasingly tacit understanding between each other. They unanimously opposed Feng Ming running around outside.

In reply to Feng Ming’s eyes full of grievance, Rong Hu immediately said, “The royal uncle, Qing Zhang, has already dispatched his people to arrange some special recreational activities for us. There is no extra time.”

Wu Qian and Zhuang Pu were smart individuals. Hearing their words, they immediately understood.

This was understandable. Feng Ming’s identity was too sensitive and, at the moment, a large number of influential people were in Tong Ze. It was unknown how many crafty spies were around. Both of them were unwilling to let Feng Ming suffer an accident, because it would lead to some serious consequences for the Kingdom of Tong. Due to that, they no longer touched upon the subject.

The three sat for a while, chatting pleasantly.

The more Feng Ming conversed with Wu Qian, the more he found him quite approachable. All his words were straightforward.

After conversing for an hour, Zhuang Pu excused himself to attend to other business. Wu Qian had no choice but to leave with him. Feng Ming personally sent them off from the gates of Qing’s imperial residence. He said to Wu Qian, “General Zhuang Pu is very busy with his affairs. I do not wish to delay him. However, if you have time, you can come here often by yourself. Talking to you is very interesting.”

Wu Qian smiled and said, “I already had that intention.”

Seeing the two of them riding away, he immediately thought of Rong Tian and ran back with Luo Yun and Rong Hu.

Reaching the door, Luo Yun took the initiative to stop. He no longer stepped forward.

Feng Ming turned his head and asked strangely, “These days, why have you not come near me to guard?”

Luo Yun replied, “I am responsible for protecting you from the outside. Inside is Rong Hu’s responsibility.”

Regarding Rong Tian’s presence, Luo Yun was well aware. He had been by Feng Ming’s side this entire time. It was impossible to hide Rong Tian’s existence from him. After Feng Ming and Rong Tian had made contact, they had dispatched Rong Hu to inform Luo Yun.

Among the Xiao Family’s men, only Luo Yun knew Rong Tian was together with Feng Ming.

Having him as back up made everything easier. If not for him, how could Rong Tian have snuck inside so easily? It was easy to be found by others.

Without outsiders around, Feng Ming was free to scratch his head. He looked at Luo Yun and muttered, “It seems my original thoughts were too simple. I had thought that you never entered so Rong Tian and I could spend time together. However, Luo Yun, I now see that this was not the reason, correct?”

Luo Yun couldn’t stand seeing Feng Ming scratching his head like a fool. Frowning, he held the other’s hand down to stop it. “What reasons could there be? If Young Lord orders subordinate to go in and personally guard, then subordinate will immediately exchange with Rong Hu. It is as simple as that.”

“Qiu Yue has also seemed a bit weird lately…”

Cutting him off mid-sentence, with a dark expression, Luo Yun asked, “What are you trying to say, Young Lord?”

Feng Ming was scared silly and denied, “I did not say anything,” fleeing into the room.

Once he entered, he discovered that Rong Tian had already awoken. He wore a black embroidered long robe while sitting at the desk looking at the new sheets of calligraphy Feng Ming had practiced on. The robe was loose and the belt had not been fastened. The always extraordinarily majestic man had, at that moment, transformed into a sexy and indolent one.

Feng Ming happily cried out and jumped in front of the desk. “I’m back!” His eyes glittered, and he fished for compliments. “My writing is better than in the past, right?”

Rong Tian looked amusingly at the crooked and twisted characters. “Hmm… it has improved a lot.”

“Then my reward?”

“I’ve prepared it already. Stretch your hand out.”

Feng Ming stretched out his snowy-white palm.

Rong Tian grabbed his wrist and instantly revealed a fierce and vengeful expression. He tossed Feng Ming onto the bed and peeled off his robe.

“What are you doing? What are you doing?” Feng Ming shouted after a moment of confusion. His back suddenly felt cold as his robe was taken off.

Rong Tian’s powerful hand suddenly stopped.

Feng Ming turned his body over, twisting his neck a little to see where he went. He gasped in astonishment when he saw Rong Tian coming over with a brush dipped in black ink. Of course he knew something bad was about to happen. He screamed a little and jumped off the bed, attempting to run out the door.

Rong Tian grabbed his beautiful little prey, who was running away while exposing his beautiful naked back. He laughed and said, “Bend over obediently for this King. Hmm… I’ll just write ‘Rong Tian’s Special Possession” and we will be all good.”

Feng Ming protested, “It must have been Qiu Ying and Qiu Yue who betrayed me. How would you otherwise have known what I wrote on your back?” Rong Tian held the brush on one hand while the other hand pulled Feng Ming towards the bed. He laughed wickedly and said, “Be good… and quickly lie down. Or else I will draw a big tortoise or a watermelon on your face.”

How could Feng Ming obediently lie down? Of course he would resist.

His swordsmanship had greatly improved recently. His strength was also greater. He used a bit of force to twist around. Even Rong Tian was having difficulties subduing him with a single hand. He had to abandon the brush and used both hands to enclose him in his embrace. With a playful spirit, since he had already captured him, he might as well play till the end. Protests of “Ya… Ya…” coming from Feng Ming sounded out from the middle of the room. His clothes had all already been peeled off cleanly from his body.

“Wei! Now is the middle of the day, ah!”

“Good. It can be seen more clearly during daytime.”

While grimacing, Feng Ming protested and asked, “What can be seen clearly?”

Rong Tian revealed a row of white, pearly teeth and replied, “Teeth marks.” He turned Feng Ming around on the bed and separated his tender and slender thighs. Without any further explanation, he moved his face in between Feng Ming’s legs.

Feng Ming gasped, on alert, but suddenly, only a scream could be heard. “It hurts!”

The inside of his thigh had already been marked with Rong Tian’s teeth.

After biting, Rong Tian licked the place he bit and asked, “Does it really hurt?”

The sensitive flesh that had just been bitten painfully was now being licked by a warm tongue. Feng Ming immediately trembled and small groans came out. “Rong Tian… you… let go… no, stop! Stop…”

He no longer made any sense and making him let go was no longer the problem.

It was a pity since he words seemed right, but the correct tone was already gone. He let out some sounds of “Ya” and “Yi,” followed by irresistible moans. Rong Tian’s tongue stirred up his arousal. He quivered every time his snowy-white and smooth skin was touched, like he was begging for more caresses. Feng Ming and Rong Tian had been separated for a long time. So when temptation had appeared before the wolf, how could he let the beautiful prey escape?

“This King is hungry.”

Both of Rong Tian’s hands clutched tightly onto his legs, and he continued licking. The more he licked, the higher we went. His tongue licked ferociously up and down his fruit sac. Feng Ming breathed messily, even more turned on than when Rong Tian had bitten him.

The beautiful organ below had already become erect.

Rong Tian gently nibbled at the tip of his erection and smiled wickedly. “I had originally only wanted to write ‘Rong Tian’s Special Possession’ and let you go. However, you resisted. Your crimes have increased and you even dared to revolt. I will take your dirty little thing and bite it.