Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book 89

Chapter 89: Extra 3 – Side CP (Part 2)

Suifeng had no time to attend to the pain from his wound. He stood by the bed, his gaze fixed on Chu Rui’s cheek, unable to look away for a long time.

He had lived for twenty-seven years and had never had such intimate contact with anyone.

His brows furrowed, and he looked at Chu Rui’s sleeping face, at a loss. He turned, intending to leave this hall, but just as he pushed open the hall door, he was stopped by the guards.

The guard: “The King has ordered that you are not to leave this room.”

Suifeng smiled faintly. From what he could see, these two guards might not be able to stop him. He glanced at the two of them and said, “That depends on whether you have the ability to stop me.”

The moment Suifeng said this, the guards and hidden guards who had been hidden in the shadows all rushed forward. In an instant, the entrance of the hall was completely blocked.

The corners of his lips stiffened. Now that he was injured, he was afraid that he had no hope of breaking through. He immediately raised his hand and closed the hall door.

He looked back at Chu Rui on the bed, only feeling a slight headache.
After much thought, he still climbed onto the bed, took a quilt to separate the two of them, and lay down to rest with him.

Suifeng thought that the hidden guard camp had always been a large bunk bed. It was just sleeping in the same bed with Chu Rui. Besides, he had already knocked him out. There was no need to worry that he would do anything wrong.

The next day, at dawn, a red sun leaped out of the sea of clouds, its light shining in all directions. The sky was clear for thousands of miles, without a single cloud.

Chu Rui was woken up by the dazzling light that rushed into the room. Just as he raised his hand to cover it, he realized that his hand was actually restrained.

He looked sideways at the inner side of the bed, and what he saw was Suifeng’s sleeping face. His black hair was scattered on his shoulders. If one didn’t look closely, he was very similar to his late wife.

Just as he was about to touch Suifeng, Suifeng looked up and their eyes met.

The two of them seemed to have both remembered last night’s events. Suifeng carefully looked at all the subtle changes on Chu Rui’s face.

Chu Rui pushed away Suifeng’s hand and sat up, feigning a discomfort in his throat and coughing a few times before speaking, “How did I end up resting here?”

Suifeng had always been direct and blurted out, “Last night, the King kissed this subject. This subject was in a hurry and knocked the King out… Does the King still remember?”

Chu Rui immediately turned around, intending to get off the bed and flee. When he spoke, he no longer had his usual majesty. “Gu does not remember what happened yesterday. You should not take it to heart either.”

Suifeng was puzzled. Although he did not understand love, he knew that there was no such thing as kissing and then running away without taking responsibility. Such a person was called a heartless man.

He tugged on Chu Rui’s sleeve, not letting him escape, and pressed, “Is the King not planning to give this subject an explanation? Yesterday, the King forcibly kept this subject in the palace and did not hesitate to… Today, it’s as if you’ve been possessed by some evil thing and are no longer pestering this subject?”

Chu Rui looked back at the hand that was tugging on his sleeve, his heart pounding like a drum.
He knew that he shouldn’t be like this, but he had indeed mistaken Suifeng for Nianci last night, which had led to that kiss.

But how should he explain it to Suifeng? He thought for a long time before saying, “Gu’s Passion Tide Period is approaching these few days. It’s inevitable that I’ll lose control. You should not mind. After you’ve recovered from your injuries, you can return to Da Mo. Gu will not stop you again.”

Suifeng did not believe such an excuse. The affection in Chu Rui’s eyes last night was not as he had said.
But he also couldn’t pester him. He was a hidden guard. Did he have to have his Qianlin take responsibility for losing a kiss? Besides, he was a man, and a Zhongyong at that. He didn’t care about such trivial matters as reputation.

He released his fingertips and said lazily, “In that case, this subject will rest for two days before setting off for Da Mo.”

Chu Rui faintly saw the bite mark on Suifeng’s lips, but he didn’t dare to look closely. He thought to himself, could it be that he had bitten him?
He was afraid that he would make the same mistake as yesterday. He turned and walked straight toward the hall door, saying, “Everything is up to you…”

After that day, Suifeng had almost never seen Chu Rui’s figure in this vast Qianlin royal palace.

Every day, a physician would personally apply medicine for him, and in just a few days, he had completely recovered.

He packed his bags, wanting to see Chu Rui one last time to thank him, but he never expected to be stopped by the little eunuch outside the council hall.

Suifeng had no choice but to change his words and ask, “Is your king busy today? Does he have to stay in this council hall all day?”

The little eunuch nodded. “The King has been locked in the council hall these past few days.”

Suifeng feigned to turn around, put on his bag, and left, then found an empty place and used his lightness skill to climb onto the roof.
The moment he sneaked into the council hall, he only felt that his vision was dark. After a long time of adjustment, he could barely see clearly.

He slowly searched for Chu Rui’s figure in the hall. It wasn’t until he heard an almost inaudible panting that Suifeng walked toward the source of the sound.

Suifeng couldn’t help but be surprised. This council hall was actually much more magnificent than the Da Mo emperor’s Yangxin Hall.
He faintly saw Chu Rui seem to be curled up on the bed, his breathing trembling unconsciously. He couldn’t help but ask, “King, are you alright?”

Only then did Chu Rui realize that there was someone in the hall. He immediately took the dagger hidden behind his pillow and looked at Suifeng. “Who are you? Why are you here?”

Suifeng took off the bag on his body, held it up for Chu Rui to see clearly, and said, “I am going back to Da Mo today and have specially come to bid farewell to the King.”

Chu Rui’s Passion Tide Period had suddenly arrived. These years, he had taken countless suppression pills, but the effect had long since been almost nonexistent. Every time, he had to endure it…

He heard that it was Suifeng’s voice and only then put away the dagger. He used his remaining reason and asked, “Gu knows. You should go back to Da Mo to report soon… Mm… go quickly…”

Although Suifeng was a hidden guard, his eyesight was far superior to ordinary people’s. He carefully saw that Chu Rui seemed to have a flushed face and was panting heavily. From what he could see, Chu Rui should be having a fever, and it was not light.

He immediately stepped forward, used his palm to feel Chu Rui’s forehead, and as expected, it was frighteningly hot. He was about to turn and go to find a physician but was unexpectedly held by the palm of his hand by Chu Rui.

Chu Rui had originally just used the Passion Tide Period as an excuse, but who knew that it would really be approaching?
He had already taken countless suppression pills, but it was to no avail.

Even though he was only wearing a silk inner robe, he still felt as if he were in a furnace.

Even if his fingertips were as nimble as they were, he ultimately couldn’t relieve the desire of the Passion Tide Period that had been suppressed for many years…

It wasn’t until he heard Suifeng’s movement that he clenched his fists tightly, wanting to wake himself up and not mistake him for someone else again.

He had finally managed to utter a sentence to let Suifeng go back to Da Mo soon, but he never expected Suifeng to run forward and get close to him.

His thoughts instantly shut down the moment Suifeng drew near. He saw that Suifeng seemed to be about to leave and immediately pinched his palm~
“Don’t go, help Gu…”

Suifeng unconsciously held Chu Rui’s hand tightly and said, “You have a fever. I’ll go and get a physician to treat you!”

Chu Rui reached out with his other hand, showed the mud to Suifeng, and then lifted the hem of his inner robe. “Gu can’t relieve it no matter what. You help Gu.”

Suifeng’s eyesight was excellent. The moment Chu Rui lifted the hem of his clothes, he saw it clearly. Chu Rui’s skin was not fair, but his body was well-proportioned…

He immediately averted his eyes, wanting to withdraw his hand. “King, men and women should not be so intimate.”

Chu Rui knelt up, reached out and grabbed Suifeng’s lapels, leaned in and sniffed the scent on him, but there was no sign of xìnxiāng.
He was suddenly annoyed and asked, “You don’t have xìnxiāng?”

Suifeng nodded. “This subject is a Zhongyong. Hidden guards should all be born as Zhongyong.”

Chu Rui was already completely irrational. He forcefully tore open Suifeng’s collar, exposing a large area of his neck.
He brought his nose to his gland and sniffed carefully, complaining, “Why aren’t you a Kunze? Otherwise, how can you relieve me?”

Suifeng unconsciously swallowed several times, his breathing even trembling faintly. “King, didn’t you tell this subject not to misunderstand? But what is the King doing…?”

Chu Rui straightened his back, his fingertips kneading Suifeng’s Adam’s apple. “Gu is just asking you, if you’re not a Kunze, how can you relieve Gu’s Passion Tide Period?”

No one had ever treated Suifeng like this, let alone someone who had so brazenly aroused his desires.
So what if he was a Zhongyong? He was not controlled by xìnxiāng, was self-reliant, and was happy to be free.

He peeled away Chu Rui’s hand and stood up. “This subject is just a Zhongyong and can’t help the King…”

Chu Rui suddenly lost his support, and his body was unsteady, falling toward where Suifeng was standing.
Suifeng immediately reached out to protect Chu Rui, but he never expected the two of them to fall to the ground together.

Their lips were pressed tightly together~
In a moment, Chu Rui cupped Suifeng’s face and deepened the kiss. He took advantage of the moment when Suifeng was dazed and broke in.

Suifeng had no idea what to do. He only knew that the King of Qianlin had kissed him again! Unlike a few days ago, this time their lips and tongues mingled, and their saliva was indistinguishable.

He only felt a rush of blood. In a moment, he reached out and cupped the back of Chu Rui’s neck, turning the tables and carefully learning Chu Rui’s way of kissing him.

By the time the two of them released each other, their faces were already dyed an unspeakable blush…

Suifeng knew that he shouldn’t be like this, but for some reason, he couldn’t control his feelings, or rather, his body had long since reacted to Chu Rui!

He picked up Chu Rui and carried him to the bed, rubbing his brow. “King, are you really willing to let this subject relieve your Passion Tide Period?”

Chu Rui nodded. He was on the verge of collapse. If his Passion Tide Period was not relieved, he would be in unbearable torment, as if he were being gnawed by thousands of ants.

Suifeng had never done this kind of thing before. All he knew was from the occasional storytellers in the teahouse during his missions, who would talk about some vulgar storybooks…
He kissed the tip of Chu Rui’s nose and asked, “Is there any ointment?”

Chu Rui thought for a moment before replying, “There is no such thing. In the past, Nianci and I never used ointment…”
He thought that since Suifeng was a Zhongyong, he would need the help of ointment for the matter of opening up, but he didn’t have any.

Just as he was about to reply, he felt that he was held by Suifeng and couldn’t move. He said tremblingly, “What are you doing?”

Suifeng had naturally caught the word “Nianci,” but for now, he was unwilling to delve into this matter. He wrapped one arm around Chu Rui’s waist, held him tightly in his embrace, and said, “This subject will get some ointment first~”

Chu Rui was puzzled. What did that mean? But his weak body had no energy to resist at all, and in the end, he came in Suifeng’s palm.

His vision was still a white haze. He could only lean against Suifeng’s embrace and gasp for breath to recover.

But who knew that in a moment, the strange sensation would make him bite down on Suifeng’s shoulder and say fiercely, “What are you doing?”

The veins in Suifeng’s forehead were already bulging, and sweat was sliding down. When he spoke, his voice was already hoarse. “If I don’t open you up a little, this subject is afraid of hurting the King…”

Chu Rui only felt a sharp pain from that place. He could only let out a muffled groan and had no strength to move.
His waist was sore and weak, and his body couldn’t support him.

Suifeng only felt a pain in his knuckles, but fortunately, he had already made progress…