Finally the matter of the Queenâs birthday was behind Feng Ming, and one could consider that he had pa.s.sed his first exam. His success promptly reflected the fruitful triumph of the two a.s.siduous months he lived under the guide of the Regent King.  It was a good result.
As an award to commend the young manâs 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 âstrangerâ had to study.
Come the day of the antic.i.p.ated horse ride, Rong Tian feared White Cloudâs 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 s.h.i.+fted 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 Kingâs ploy to regain Feng Mingâs waning favor.
âAre you for real?â Feng Mingâs wide eyes s.h.i.+ning with glee was hardly concealing his delight, there was still doubt sitting in his mind so he nervously grabbed the Kingâs collar. âWe will go out of the Palace? And I get to ride on White Cloud? Youâll let me ride alone?â
âI will ride beside you and watch you closely,â he confirmed.
âThatâs great!â Feng Mingâs beautiful handsome face shared the same excitement seen on a child unwrapping a present. He couldnât 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 Kingâs face.
âHoweverâŚâ Rong Tian interjected after the young manâs elation calmed, âTomorrow, before we leave the Palace, you must accompany me to meet someone.â
Feng Mingâs intuition flared, sensing some type of conspiracy spiraling around him. He asked suspiciously, âWho is it?â
âYour father, the King of Xi Rei, An Jiang.â
âWHAT!?â Feng Ming exclaimed with a hint of fear in his voice.
âIt 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 Iâm going to hit that limit do you understand?â
Of course the Regent King could never comprehend how 'stressfulâ it was to a.s.sume the ident.i.ty of another human! Instead of providing any sympathy the man chuckled at the boyâs reaction.
âDonât be afraid, the King has been deep asleep for years, as his son, you should pay him a visit him.â
Just pay him a visit?
It was obvious the Original Prince would have not often visited his own parents.
Xi Reiâs family system is so strange, how could the relations.h.i.+p between parents and children actually feel so unfamiliar, alike to strangers. Perhaps this was a downfall of the lack of âhuman interactionâ within the Palace?
Feng Ming lifted his gaze onto the Kingâs stern face, knowing although the man was smiling through his teeth, what came out of the manâs 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. âIâll go then, to come across this reincarnation of Cao Cao is my own bad luck.â
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 wasnât someone you could find in the Royal family. There was no one that could compare with the n.o.bility of his appearance and the intelligence he held. This blend of a.s.sets made him a form of amazing beauty which held a fresh and pure atmosphere.
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King Rongâs eyes were deeply fixated on the young man, falling deeper into the vortex of Feng Mingâs 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 âI only want you to become aware of your current situation earlier, to avoid any disasters in your path in the future.â
Then he released a deep sigh.
âHow Iâve wish if you werenât the Crowned Prince.â
Feng Mingâs heart overflowed with the sweet sap oozing from the Kingâs words, it even made him blush, before lightly scolding the smooth talker.
âDonât bother sweet talking me, Iâve promised you. I will definitely go tomorrow, he is only a vegetable.â
The two of them caught each otherâs gaze, sharing the same thought pattern, their hearts were in a flurry and their faces reddened with each pa.s.sing moment.
Rong w.a.n.g was the first to succ.u.mb to the l.u.s.ter of Feng Mingâs compelling charms, he suddenly smothered the younger manâs mouth with a long kiss, and his hands began to caress the manâs slender form.
Feng Ming had now become used to the Kingâs hasty greedy kisses which he reciprocated with his own, showing the older man that he wasnât submitting.
The atmosphere between the two heated up into overdriveâŚ
âToday I mustâŚâ Their breathing was labored and coa.r.s.e, as both of them struggled for air supply. The Kingâs voice was even deeper than normal and it was m.u.f.fled by the soft pair of lips.
Feng Ming mind was hectic and he was mesmerized by the manâs touch as if it left a trail of desire, leading him into an elated daze as he could only instinctively clutch at the Regent Kingâs clothing for support. The Princeâs face was painted with a spoilt expression.
When the Regent Kingâs slender fingers managed to unravel the holdings of Feng Mingâs outer robes, Feng Ming immediately followed suite, copying the Kingâs 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!
âThereâs no need to hurry, we have the whole night.â
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 manâs beautiful body.
Feng Mingâs hands were clumsy as they struggled to undo the intricate clothing under-robe that the King adorned. The Kingâs large hands moved the boyâs fumbling disaster away from the challenge and quickly helped speed up the process as he continued to undress himself.
It wasnât long till a grin was painted wide across the Kingâs face as he stood triumphantly in front of Feng Ming, proudly showcasing his healthy well toned naked body.
âDo you like it?â he smiled, as he moved Feng Mingâs hands so they rested on the smooth muscles of his chest. The Kingâs eyes welled with tenderness.
Feng Ming fondled the warm skin under his palms admiringly, his large black eyes wide with amus.e.m.e.nt, as if he was looking at a treasure.
âHow beautifulâŚâ Feng Ming gently gasped in praise.
In the Regent Kingâs 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.
âThis time we arenât going to use my hand or my mouth, Iâm telling you in advance, so donât say that I bullied you.â
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.
âLie down, the time we have during the evening is very valuable, we should cherish it.â
Although Feng Ming was dazed his managed to offer the correct âidiomâ, murmuring to the King, âStupid, itâs called âEvery moment of a loverâs tryst is precious.â
Rong w.a.n.g was startled by the boyâs comment. He laughed as he repeated patronizing the Prince âEvery moment of a loverâs tryst is precious, well said.â
Rong Tianâs large hands made way to Feng Mingâs thighs, gradually coercing them to part, and he shuffled to make his way between them.
Feng Mingâs felt cold as he his most secret parts was exposed. He let out a small sound that sounded like a whimpering animal.
Rong w.a.n.g softly a.s.sured the boy, âDonât be afraid, Iâll make sure to pleasure you first and moisten you.â With this, his hands reached to caress Feng Mingâs rear entrance, his head dipped down, his mouth wrapped around the semi erect member.
The heat that radiated from Rong Tianâs mouth sent Feng Ming shouting in excitement. There was no restraint left in Feng Mingâs voice when the Kingâs tongue teased the tender tissue on the tip, then his head bobbed up and down engulfing the sensitive flesh into his wet warm cavity.
âRong TianâŚno... nnhâŚâ 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.