Author: 哔哔 (Bi Bi) / Jin Gang Quan

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 55

Feng Tianzong’s thick, burning-hot length filled Huo Fenghua’s empty hollow. Wet, soft flesh wrapped around Feng Tianzong’s cock, clinging tight, resisting when he pushed in, yet unwilling to let go when he drew back out.

Huo Fenghua’s legs lay spread, limp with weakness, lifted by Feng Tianzong and propped up on his shoulders. With the corners of his eyes flushed red, he met Feng Tianzong’s gaze, moaning without pause until Feng Tianzong bent down to kiss him deeply.

Each thrust was harsher than the last. Huo Fenghua’s fingers scrabbled wildly across the slick tabletop. Somehow he grabbed a writing brush and gripped it hard, nails digging into his palm until he nearly drew blood, yet it still couldn’t blunt the overwhelming pleasure surging through him.

His body trembled as he grew hard again. He reached down and had only just wrapped his hand around himself when Feng Tianzong reached over too, their fingers interlacing as they stroked the rigid shaft together.

The pleasure piled so high it became unbearable. Huo Fenghua reflexively tried to retreat, but Feng Tianzong pinched his waist and nailed him in place, wedging himself deep inside. The crown of his cock grinded viciously against the most sensitive spot along Huo Fenghua’s inner chambers. Huo Fenghua threw his head back; his pale skin bloomed with a faint pink flush, his nipples swollen and hard. He came again.

After cumming twice in a row, Huo Fenghua went slack, collapsing on the desk. Feng Tianzong caught him by the ankles and spread his legs until it hurt, still pounding into him with heavy, punishing force. He thrust deeper and harder, ramming into him another twenty or thirty times, until Huo Fenghua’s voice turned hoarse from crying out. Only then did Feng Tianzong spill inside him, and even after he came, he refused to pull out for a long while.

After the peak of pleasure subsided, Feng Tianzong sat back in the chair and held Huo Fenghua in his arms. He didn’t dress him, only wrapped him in an outer robe, keeping Huo Fenghua’s bare body pressed against his own.

Huo Fenghua was exhausted. He rested his head on Feng Tianzong’s shoulder and messed up his hair with his fingers, winding one strand around his finger again and again.

Feng Tianzong’s voice was low; when he spoke, his chest vibrated faintly. “Can you trust the maid in your courtyard?”

Huo Fenghua tried to answer, only to realize his throat was hoarse. He glanced up at him and gave a soft “Mm.”

Feng Tianzong said, “Then there’s no need to hide it from her. We’ll need her help later. Once you leave this room today, you start pretending to be sick.”

“Pretending?” Huo Fenghua asked in a rasp.

Hearing how hoarse he sounded, Feng Tianzong couldn’t help leaning in to kiss his lips again, not letting go until Huo Fenghua was panting. Only then did he release him and murmur, “Mm. For the next two days, you still go out as usual. Just say you’re sensitive to the cold and feel weak, and cough now and then.”

Huo Fenghua frowned as he listened. “What sickness do you want me to fake?”

Feng Tianzong looked at him. “Smallpox.”

Smallpox in this era had a terrifying death rate, and worse, it was highly contagious. If Huo Fenghua truly had smallpox, the entire side courtyard would be sealed off, and no one would dare visit him.

Qingqing could help cover it up, sure. But what about Su Zeyang?

Huo Fenghua asked, “What about Senior Brother?”

“I’ll talk to him,” Feng Tianzong said. “You don’t need to worry.”

Huo Fenghua asked again, “But if I die, there should still be a body.”

Feng Tianzong pinched his chin, lifting his face to study him closely. “Everyone in the capital knows Huo Fenghua is a good-for-nothing, with nothing of value except this pretty face. You contract smallpox, and even if you recover, you’ll be left with ugly scars on your face that never fade. So in a fit of agitation, you set fire to the bed curtains. The blaze spreads through the entire side courtyard. Only Qingqing escapes by luck, while you burn to death inside.”

Huo Fenghua froze slightly.

Feng Tianzong continued, “I’ll find a corpse that just died of smallpox. Once it’s burned, no one can identify it. That very night, I’ll have someone escort you out of the city. After that, you leave on your own and never come back.”

Huo Fenghua said, “If I die, will the Wang family suspect anything?”

Feng Tianzong said, “They might suspect Zeyang or my elder brother found out about your collusion and moved against you. But it doesn’t matter. They won’t find any evidence, and plenty of people can testify that you really did have smallpox.”

Just imagining what a smallpox patient looked like, covered in pustules, made Huo Fenghua shiver. “How do we fake that?”

Feng Tianzong picked up a clean brush from the table and traced slow circles lightly at the crease between Huo Fenghua’s thighs. “Have you heard of disguise techniques? Even a person’s face can be changed. Forging a few pox marks is always possible. And there’s a Doctor Du in the household. He used to be a military physician in my army. When he was young, he traveled all over and saw many strange illnesses.”

Huo Fenghua listened quietly, only feeling unbearably ticklish where the soft bristles swept. Without thinking, he drew his legs together.

Feng Tianzong went on, “I asked him. He said there’s a poisonous herb. If you eat it, the toxin enters the blood and makes your whole body feverish and break out in pox. But it’s easy to purge. As long as you take medicine in time, those toxic pox will disappear within a day or two and leave no trace.”

Huo Fenghua worried, “It won’t scar, will it?”

Feng Tianzong shook his head. “Doctor Du assured me again and again: it won’t leave any marks on your body.”

Huo Fenghua wrapped both arms around the back of his neck. “Have you been planning this for a long time?”

“Yes.” Feng Tianzong saw a strand of hair stuck to Huo Fenghua’s lips and reached out to brush it aside. “From the day you and I agreed on it, I’ve been planning.”

For no reason he could name, Huo Fenghua’s chest started to ache.

Feng Tianzong kept speaking. “Once you’re out of the city, you can go east. That’s the most prosperous part of Donglin. It’s easy to disappear in towns or the countryside. You can also go south or north, to the borders. The situation is stable now, and border trade is frequent. Just don’t go west to Chou. The fighting there won’t end in a year or two.”

Huo Fenghua seemed to sink into thought.

Feng Tianzong watched him for a while, then reached into his robes and took out a jade pendant. When he pressed it into Huo Fenghua’s hand, it still carried the warmth of his body.

Huo Fenghua took it and paused, startled. He lifted it to look. The jade was lustrous and clear, its green translucence like still water seeping through in layers. Even without knowing anything about such things, he could tell it was exceptional.

Feng Tianzong looked at the pendant and said, “I’ve worn it since I was little. After you leave, sell it.”

“Sell it?” Huo Fenghua froze completely. He didn’t understand.

Feng Tianzong’s expression stayed calm. “When you’re alone, carrying gold or silver isn’t convenient. Don’t pawn this at a shop. Find a traveling merchant who knows what it’s worth. It’s worth a thousand taels, though I’m afraid he might not be able to produce that much silver. Either way, don’t let it go for cheap. Seven or eight hundred taels is the minimum.”

Huo Fenghua gripped the jade pendant and asked, “Why?”

Feng Tianzong said, “I originally wanted to give you banknotes, but I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to resist checking your whereabouts later. If you sell this jade to an out-of-region traveling merchant, then even if I want to investigate in the future, I’ll have no way to start.”

Huo Fenghua suddenly felt like his chest was blocked tight. “Then why use a jade you’ve worn since childhood? Wouldn’t some random gold and silver ornaments do?”

Feng Tianzong covered his hand with his own and forced the pendant firmly into Huo Fenghua’s palm. “Take it.”

After that, Feng Tianzong said nothing more. He only held Huo Fenghua tightly in his arms, until the sky darkened. Only then did he dress him, smooth and tidy his disheveled long hair with his hands, and say, “Remember what I told you.”

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