Feng Yu Jiu Tian-Volume 15 Chapter 1.5

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He took off the cloth and afterwards continued opening the box. Inside a smaller jade case emerged. Opening the jade case, inside were packed full with weird looking thin grass.

Odd blackish green in colour. The length is just like a needle and even the pointed tip looking like a needle.

Ruo Yan took one grass from the box and said, “Undressed”.

Si Qiang looking at the God’s grass in Ruo Yan's hand, his heart started to beats so fast. At the same time he is not willing to give up so he clenched his teeth, without any other word he stripped naked. Following Ruo Yan simple gesture, he obediently kneeling on his stomach with his rear raise up in the air. That white rear really enticing to a man’s vision.

Two slender fingers immediately being inserted, slowly searching for something and then stopped, as though has founded its target.

“Ah.....” Within his body most sensitive place, a slightly prickling pain growing. Forcing Si Qiang to whisper a soft groan.

Seems to be that place has been pricked by that needle-like grass.

Ruo Yan’s stroke his back and softly said,” As long as you be a good boy, didn’t request to be spare for an hour, you can make your wish come true. You can demand freedom and vast wealth or this world most beautiful woman or man. This King promise you, will permit you to follow your heart desire. However if you cannot endure, you will be punish, a very frightful punishment. Do you understand?”

The messenger without Ruo Yan’s royal decree dare not leave, still kneeling outside waiting for him. His heartbeat speeds up by listening to the implore groans and moans, from weak gradually become loud and then from loud the sound getting weaker to finally stop. He knew the King will soon come out.

After a short while, again neatly dressed, Ruo Yan emerged from the back . With a hint of satisfied after-sex breath, slowly seated at his comfortable King’s throne.

Measuring the kneeling messenger below him with his eyes, Li King’s handsome face showed profound look, showing a subtle smile, indifferently said, “This God’s grass effectiveness, really cause people to be surprised. You... return and tell Yu Lang, This King appreciate his loyalty.”

“Yes, subordinate will definitely pass on this message to Yu Lang gongzi.”

“Also, bring back the box to him.”

A”pang” sound.

The box full of the God’s grass being toss lightly in front of the messenger.

The messenger eyeing the box with surprise, completely puzzled. “Great King? Great King meaning of this.....”

“This King knows that Yu Lang devoted to me, but this thing, This King has no need for it.” Ruo Yan gradually raise his lip and with eyebrows that looks like a sword pointing to the sky, concealing his innate arrogance and cold heavy smiles, deeply laugh “ I want to hold Feng Ming with my heart and This King has my own way of doing it. Using drug to restrict him only will destroy and degrade him. This kind of supreme treasure, to be treated like a common broken tile, will it still have a joy to speak off? You bring this box of God’s grass to return and tell Yu Lang, this big gift, This King in my heart, understand. But, this thing in his hand would be more useful than mine."

TLN: he use this idiom 心服口服 xīn fú kǒu fú - be sincerely convinced from inside out, admire from the heart

“Yes, I will.”

“Then, you can go now.”

The messenger knocked his head once, holding the box of the precious God’s grass walking out of the door. Only then he dares to breathe easy.

His back already feels the chills of the sweats drenching his clothes.

Li King leisurely sit on his throne in the middle of the tent. Due to the anticipation of reuniting with Xi Lei Duke Ming, his usually cold and ruthless expression showing a trace of ambiguous smile trying to escape.

Feng Ming. You and me, eventually will meet each other again soon.