The Lecherous Prince and His Playmate [BL]

Mei Yuan’s eyes widened at hearing her father’s words. She stood up and looked at him with a glare, “Why must you always be so rude!!” She yelled.

“Are you going to be like this forever, father? If you are, then how will I live in peace with my husband? Will you be like this towards our children too?” She asked with tears in her eyes.

Before anyone could say anything, Changling coughed.

Mei Yuan quickly sat back down beside him and took away the cloth.

Qian Lan got up and walked over to him. Scanning his face, she asked, “Are you dead?”

Changling groaned hearing her nonsense.

Wu Yong came over. He asked with a worried frown, “How are you feeling Changling?”

Changling groaned, “You just insulted my brother and yet you ask how am I feeling? If I was not injured, I would have shown you how I felt.”

“Changling, mind your manners,” Qinghe warned him.

Changling groaned, “There’s too many people in the room. Get out.”

Youxian turned on his heels and started walking. He did not want to be here, “You stay!” Changling ordered, making him freeze in place.

Youxian turned around and saw that his eyes were closed. Rubbing his neck, he said, “You did not even open your eyes, nor did I speak.”

Changling opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, it was not decorated red like his palace the way he licked it. Closing his eyes again, he said, “I can smell you!”

He struggled to get up but Mei Yuan pushed him back down as she complained, “I do not want any nonsense from you, you are injured, so stay in bed.”

Qinghe looked at his wife, surprised, and burst out laughing, catching everyone off guard.

He stood up and walked over to the bed. Taking out a fan from his sleeve, he hit Changling on the head, “You heard the lady stay in bed.”

Changling opened his eyes and glared at his brother. “Leave and take your wife with you!”

*

Soon the two of them were left alone and Youxian felt so awkward. He refused to go near the bed or even look at Changling.

Changling struggled as he tried to sit up and started coughing. Youxian wanted to run over to him and help him, but he was afraid that something might happen to him if he did.

When Changling finally sat up against the pillows, he looked at Youxian who was looking at the ground. Although he was in so much pain, he would not let it come in between him and Youxian. Looking over at the younger boy, he said in a weak voice, “Come here.”

Youxian shook his head, he heard Changling say after he sighed, “Ah-Xian, I missed you, you have been away from me for a whole week. Was I really the only one who felt lonely?”

He looked over at him but didn’t answer him.

It took him a while, but he made his way over to the bed and sat down.

“Come here,” Changling said, gently patting his stomach.

Youxian looked at his stomach with a frown. “But you are hurt there.”

Changling reached his hand out to grab Youxian and pulled him over, forcing him to lie down on him. He said, “I do not care. I missed you too much.”

After a while of silence, Changling said, “What my Hyung-nim said is not true. I was supposed to just teach you to respect your father, but then I fell in love with you. You did not seem like the type to show your true self to me and everyone else.”

He looked down at Youxian and raised his face to look up at him. Looking into his eyes, he continued, “I am not lying when I say I am in love with you. You are beautiful, sexy and very honest when we are intimate and I like that about you and you overall make me go crazy. I just want you always by my side. I want to spoil you and make you feel good but you won’t let me, you are too afraid of what other people think, why don’t you just be yourself, you will be much happier and I really want to make you happy.”

Wiping away Youxian’s tears, he asked, “Will you promise not to leave my side again?”

Youxian looked at him with his watery eyes and remembered what Qinghe said, but now Changling was saying something else and he did not know who to believe—who was laying? But to be safe, he nodded his head slowly, “I promise.”

Changling smiled down at him and kissed his forehead, “Okay, help me up. I dislike staying in unfamiliar places.”

Youxian got up when Changling pushed him and looked at him with a frown but still helped him. Wrapping Changling’s arm over his shoulder he said, “But you are still hurt, Your Highness.”

“Don’t worry about it. I am far stronger than I look,” he said.

Wu Yong did not approve of his son returning to his chamber in the condition he was in, but he could not stop him.

Changling had such a hostile look in his eyes.

Changling sat down on his bed with help from his sister and Youxian. Qian Luse was told to leave the chamber by Changling, who wanted to be alone with him.

She closed the door and Changling looked at Youxian who stood across from him not too far and asked, “Go get my robes, I am tired of this robe, it’s making me itch.”

Youxian nodded his head and scurried off to get Changling his robes. Changling started undressing with great difficulty.

Youxian walked in and saw this and said, “Why are you doing it by yourself? You should have waited for me!”

Changling looked at Youxian, who knelt down in front of him and started undressing him.

The chamber went quiet as Changling thought about everything that happened and what he should do to Youxian, who had left him.

“You know, that is where you belong,” Changling suddenly said.

Youxian paused and looked up at Changling, who stared down at him.

“What do you mean, Your Highness?” Youxian asked.

Changling turned his head to look away and grabbed Youxian by his hair, making him kneel before him and said as he looked into his terrified eyes, “At my feet, that is where you belong for going against me.”

Youxian opened his mouth to say something, but the words did not come out. His eyes watered as he mumbled, “I did not mean to. I wanted to stay here, but I got scared.”

“You should be afraid of me and not anyone else,” Changling said as his anger grew.

“P, please let me go,” Youxian begged him. His head was starting to hurt and Changling’s grip was only getting firmer.

Changling released a small sigh and asked, “And if I let you go, what are you going to do?”

“Wh, what do you want me to do?” Youxian asked him, as tears fell down his cheeks.