A lazy bum transmigrates and marries a eunuch – it's awesome!

Chapter 120 The Insidious Jin Zekang

What should you do if your long-awaited lover snuggles into your arms and begs for intimacy?

Aside from people like Xiao Yuan who don't meet the hardware requirements and don't know how to eat it, most people just start eating it directly.

Jin Zekang met the hardware requirements, so he wasn't unaware of where to begin.

But his dishes are rather unusual; if you indulge in a large meal without restraint, it's uncertain whether you'll have the chance to eat them again.

Sexual intercourse between men is much more complicated than between men and women; if one is not prepared, the other will suffer.

Azhuo was young and it was her first time, so in such a confused and infatuated state, she probably couldn't control her husband Yuwang's crazy demands.

Can his limited self-control really resist A-Zhuo's temptation?

How could that be? It's fine until the very last step, but once you actually do it, how can you possibly control yourself?

It's like a starving person facing a table full of delicious food. They can endure not eating a single bite, but once they've tasted it, they'll devour it.

He practically watched Azhu grow up, and he always cherished her like a precious treasure.

He knew he might not be able to hide his feelings from her; Ah Zhuo probably had feelings for him too.

But Ah Zhuo is still young. Can he really accept men doing that kind of thing?

Ah Zhuo has always been delicate and afraid of pain. If she feels uncomfortable this time, will she not want to be close to him in the future?

Prince An was well aware of whether he needed a full meal or to eat well every day, and for the sake of his future happiness, he could only suppress his desires at this time.

He was willing to suppress his feelings, but Xie Zhuo was not. The boy, whose body was burning with heat from the aphrodisiac, frantically tore at his clothes, and his groans gradually turned into sobs.

Jin Zekang kissed Xie Zhuo's lips tenderly, and with his other hand, he unbuttoned their clothes, trying his best to please the person beneath him with all the skills he knew.

Xie Zhuo experienced pleasure again and again in a daze, feeling like a fish that was about to dry up finally finding water.

Young people are indeed fond of pleasure. Perhaps feeling that the person serving him was too slow, Xie Zhuo couldn't help but pounce on Jin Zekang and kiss him indiscriminately several times.

Its body twisted like a snake.

Jin Zekang's eyes grew increasingly frantic, as if he had made up his mind. He opened a hidden compartment by the bedside and took out a bottle of something he had prepared long ago.

He admitted that he was cunning and treacherous, but so what?

You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub; as long as you achieve your goal, there's no need to care about the process.

After a night of madness, the Prince of Jin's bed was in disarray, and a strange smell lingered in the air.

When Xie Zhuo woke up, he felt exhausted and his mind was foggy, unable to remember why he was lying in bed.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he realized something was wrong, and when he saw the person lying next to him, he almost screamed.

Looking at the two of them like that, their faces flushed red instantly.

Shyness, frustration, fear, and guilt—a mix of emotions made him wish he could just disappear on the spot.

How did things get to this point?

He only remembered going to Yufu Street to buy pastries early yesterday morning, and then being inexplicably drugged and locked up.

It seems that His Highness rescued him, so why did they do such a thing?

He really was with His Highness...

So what can be done now? He doesn't like being dominated by men, and he doesn't want to be a male concubine.

Xie Zhuo frantically tried to put on his clothes but found they were too dirty to wear.

Fortunately, Prince An has everything he needs. He should find some clothes to wear first; he can't just lie naked in bed thinking like this forever.

As soon as he stood up, Xie Zhuo realized something was wrong. Apart from feeling a little sore and weak, he didn't feel any discomfort in certain areas.

He's not a child anymore; just because he hasn't experienced many things doesn't mean he doesn't understand them.

Could it be that they didn't finish yesterday?

Thinking of this, Xie Zhuo seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. It was good that no real relationship had occurred. If it was just mutual help, there was still room for maneuver.

Unfortunately, Xie Zhuo was too complacent. Jin Zekang seemed to have anticipated this situation and was not about to let his prey get away when it was delivered to his door.

Xie Zhuo had just lifted the covers and was about to get out of bed when he was terrified by the scene before him.

Jin Zekang had a clear strangulation mark on his neck, several red and purple teeth marks on his upper body, and an abnormal flush on his body.

Her face was red, her eyes were bluish, and her lips were chapped. She looked like a rag doll that had been abused.

Could you have done all of this yourself?

Seeing Jin Zekang's furrowed brows and seemingly painful expression, Xie Zhuo nervously continued to pull the blanket down.

When he saw the bloodstains under Jin Zekang, his mind went blank.

This was... done by him?

Is he crazy?

How could he...

Seemingly feeling a chill, Jin Zekang slowly opened his eyes and said "water" in a hoarse voice.

Xie Zhuo suddenly came to his senses, hastily threw on an outer garment, and hurriedly got out of bed to pour tea.

The tea, left overnight, had long since gone cold. Xie Zhuo, shivering, fed water to Prince An, his eyes already glistening with tears.

Jin Zekang seemed to have been awakened by thirst, and after drinking the water, he quietly closed his eyes again.

Xie Zhuo called out softly a few times, but when the prince did not respond, he became increasingly anxious.

"Someone, summon the imperial physician! Quickly, call the imperial physician!"

Hearing Xie Zhuo's panicked voice, Jin Zekang, who was pretending to be unconscious, subtly curled the corner of his mouth.

Prince An's trusted confidants were well-trained and organized. They opened the windows for ventilation, changed the sheets, and helped their master change his clothes. They even remembered to bring Xie Zhuo a suitable change of clothes.

Xie Zhuo was like a puppet on a string, letting people manipulate him, but his eyes were fixed on the bed, wishing that he was the one lying there.

His mind was completely occupied by his rape of the prince, and he didn't even notice that none of the prince's confidants asked him anything.

This is inherently unreasonable.

Even if he had a good relationship with Prince An, there was still a difference in their social status.

If the prince woke up in the same bed as him while he was unconscious and covered in wounds, no matter how honored the prince was, it was impossible for no one to ask about him.

Neither the personal maid nor the eunuch mentioned this, and they even avoided the room when the physician treated her.

After taking the pulse, the senior doctor quickly prescribed a decoction and two boxes of ointment.

Despite his age, he wasn't embarrassed at all. After instructing Xie Zhuo on how to use the ointment, he gave her a reminder.

"I have been treating His Highness Prince An's health for over ten years. Young Master Xie is no outsider, so I will not beat around the bush."

The prince suffered from a cold when he was young, and his health was not very good due to the medicine he often took in his early years.

Normal sexual intercourse is fine, but if this man is in love... it's fine if I'm on top, but I'd better not, he can't handle it.

If it gets injured again, it could affect one's lifespan.

He needs someone by his side these next few days. Young Master, please pay close attention. If his fever spikes again, he needs to take his medicine immediately.

Xie Zhuo's face gradually turned pale as he listened to the doctor's instructions. Looking at Jin Zekang, who was still unconscious on the bed, he wished he could kill himself.

He had sworn to protect His Highness before, but he was the one who hurt His Highness the most.

He knew that His Highness liked him very much, and he liked His Highness very much too, but neither of them were born homosexuals, so neither of them took it any further.

He thought their relationship was great, closer than confidants and more considerate than friends, but he never expected His Highness to go to such lengths for him.

At this moment, Xie Zhuo had slowly recovered some of his memories from last night, and the hazy, intense pleasure of their intimate encounter gradually became clearer.

He simply didn't know that this pleasure would cause His Highness such great harm.

Stroking Prince An's face, Xie Zhuo murmured.

"Your Highness, how could you be so foolish? Even if you wanted to give me the antidote, you shouldn't have degraded yourself like this."

Jin Zekang, pretending to be asleep: All done, plan in progress!