Feng Yu Jiu Tian - Volume 9 - Chapter 8

CHAPTER 8

Feng Ming found Rong Tian outside at the grave site and he felt really sad for Rong Tian. When he asked what Rong Tian was doing, Rong Tian said he swore on Mei Ji’s grave that he will kill all of the people in Li kingdom. He then asked Feng Ming if that was cruel of him to do so.

Feng Ming just brought him back inside the tent to drink some wine, hoping it would ease his pain. The wine was secretly brought to them by Yong Yi’s troops along with other food supplies.

Rong Tian has a high tolerance for wine, but when he drank this wine, he was easily drunk. Feng Ming tells Rong Tian that didn’t they make a bet that whoever reaches the campsite last will be in the mercy of the other person.

Rong Tian noticed that he was getting drunk and his sexual desires were reaching its peak, he wanted to make sure Feng Ming would be alright since he might hurt him. Feng Ming didn’t hesitate and continued to snuggled next to Rong Tian.

They ended up having hot passionate sex that Feng Ming screamed out several times at how rough Rong Tian was.

The next morning, Rong Tian asked Feng Ming what he put in the wine and who gave it to him. Feng Ming admitted that he threatened Yong Yi and asked him for some type of stimulant that can be put into the wine.

Feng Ming also felt a bit sensitive when he saw Rong Tian looking for corpses in the burnt campsite and felt he needed to do something. After Rong Tian and Feng Ming had slept, he thought that he was thinking too much. But when Feng Ming saw that Rong Tian had woken up in the middle of the night, he knew he wasn’t over thinking.

Feng Ming wanted to use the wine as an invitation, his body as bait, and sex as a way for Rong Tian to forget his pain in his heart for a short moment.

Rong Tian called him foolish. Feng Ming admitted that he was foolish, but at that time, he didn’t know what else to do.

Feng Ming thought that Rong Tian would carry him up from bed, but he didn’t do so. With one arm holding Feng Ming’s waist, Rong Tian wanted to feel the existence of him. He placed his ear against Feng Ming’s chest.

"What are you doing?" Feng Ming asked.

"I’m listening to your heart."

Rong Tian’s childish personality caused Feng Ming to laugh, “What is it saying?” "It’s saying that Duke Ming is a fool, Duke Ming is a fool..."

Rong Tian was still listening intently, a bit later, he said: “It also said, Duke Ming became a fool because of a fool. That fool is 100 times more foolish than Duke Ming....Oh no, two fools are together in one place, what are we going to do?”

Feng Ming was in pain all over so he was not easily impressed by Rong Tian’s joke.

"If you are a fool, then there won’t be any intelligent person in this world." Feng Ming stared at Rong Tian for a bit, lifted his arm with difficulty and elbowed Rong Tian. "Intelligent person, next time it’s my turn on top, remember that."

Chiu Yue and Chiu Xing came by to help Feng Ming. When asked where Chiu Lan was, they said she was taking care of Rong Hu since Lie Er would not be of good help due to his clumsiness.

When Chiu Yue finished saying that, Lie Er came in and shouted out: “Ha! Early in the morning and yet I hear someone speaking badly about me! Bad people talking behind my back, this time I’ve caught you red-handed.”

CY & CX : What do you mean talking behind your back? We would dare to say it in front of your face. Your hands and legs are clumsy, Lie Er is an idiot.

While arguing with Lie Er, Chiu Xing accidentally caused Feng Ming to yell out while she was cleaning him.

The maids were confused as to why Feng Ming just moved a bit and was yelling out in pain. Rong Tian told them all to leave and let Feng Ming rest.

Rong Tian then helped Feng Ming, wiping him with a towel and massaging him. While they were enjoying the sweet moment, Lie Er suddenly came back. When he saw Rong Tian serving Feng Ming, he was surprised.

LE: Why is Your Majesty personally doing that? Let me do that. RT: (looking at Lie Er) Why are you here again?

Lie Er walked forward, respectfully taking the towel in Rong Tian’s hands, dipped it into warm water and continued wiping Feng Ming’s arm.

LE: I came here to ask for Your Majesty’s order. General Tong Jian Min was captured alive during the ambush mission and is currently tied up behind the campsite. Does Your Majesty wish to interrogate him once more about the current situation of that ungrateful bastard Great King Tong Er?

FM: Lie Er, you are a well-mannered person, why are you speaking in ill manner ways?

LE: (stick out his tongue) Please forgive me, Duke Ming. It’s just that when I imagine that that person is the Great King of Xi Lei I get angry.

At that time, there was a general waiting outside the tent to address military matters. Rong Tian didn’t want more people to come in to bother Feng Ming so he went outside to speak with him.

Taking the opportunity that Rong Tian had left, Lie Er tells Feng Ming that he knew what happened between Rong Tian and him last night. Feng Ming was embarrassed and asked how he knew. Lie Er responded that Yong Yi told him everything and he was also looking after his brother for the night and didn’t sleep;therefore, he could hear strange noises in the silent night. He also tells Feng Ming that he will be serving him and won’t tell Chiu Xing and the others about it.

Rong Tian returned and informed them that General Tong didn’t captured Empress Dowager, but only heard rumors that she was coming back to the capital; therefore, took that news to their advantage along with monitoring some of the court officials that had a high chance of supporting Rong Tian’s return.

Feng Ming asked Rong Tian why wouldn’t Tong Er kill off the court officials that were loyal to Rong Tian. That way, Rong Tian wouldn’t have much supporters. Rong Tian explained that without clear evidence, Tong Er does not have any reason to kill the court officials.

Rong Tian then asked Feng Mjng if he also wants to listen in on the interrogation of General Tong, which Feng Ming agreeds. Lie Er was ordered to bring General Tong to them.

After Lie Er left, another person entered their tent. It was Empress Dowager. They were both surprised and happy that she returned back safely.

Empress Dowager asked Rong Tian if they truly captured General Tong and whether they asked him why Tong Er has the ability to convince the royal families of Xi Lei to crown him as King.

Feng Ming asked her if Tong Er really has other supporters besides being from royal bloodline and Tong family.

ED: Of course.

Empress Dowager’s facial expression was different than usual, which made Feng Ming feel that something was wrong.

FM: Who is he relying on?

The eyes of the most supreme lady in Xi Lei switched over to Feng Ming, her lips let out a wry smile.

ED: He’s relying on what Feng Ming had suggested to His Majesty, a national policy that can shake the foundation of Xi Lei.

FM: Me?

ED: (sighed) Frankly speaking, even myself admit that this national policy will shake the foundation of Xi Lei, which can cause groups of loyal officials who had supported the royal bloodline of Xi Lei to have feelings of anxiety and anger. When I think about it, for Tong Er to have a sudden coup and be formally enthroned in Xi Lei is not without reason.

RT: Royal Mother doesn’t need to blame Duke Ming. Even though Duke Ming made the suggestion, this national policy was something I decided. Even if it’s wrong, it was because of me.

FM: This national policy...can you explain it clearly?

Feng Ming clearly could not think of a reason. Those past years, he would remember three, but forget two parts. He had made many suggestions to Rong Tian, which were no less than one thousand, how can he remember all of them.

God!

So what suggestion was so important that can shake the foundation of Xi Lei?

Wouldn’t this mean that he is the person that harmed his people?

At this time, Lie Er’s voice was heard outside the tent: “Your Majesty, I’ve brought General Tong Jian Min here.”

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FENG YU JIU TIAN VOLUME 9 CHAPTER 8 (RT & FM’S DRUNKEN LOVE SCENE)

Underneath the dark sky, watching the lonesome figure of Rong Tian in the distance, tears fell endlessly from Feng Ming’s face. One drop trickled after another, as if his battered heart was unable to contain the immeasurable sorrow.

He didn’t know how to comfort the strong-willed man standing before him. At this time and in this moment, he secretly wished that Rong Tian was incapable of loving so deeply, because this love has become a large burden resting upon his shoulders.

The affection Rong Tian once held for Mei Ji had not completely disappeared after all these years. In this desolate, empty field, Feng Ming wept for Rong Tian who was silently grieving.

“Feng Ming, why are you here?” A warm, tranquil voice traveled to his ears. “You couldn’t sleep?”

He lifted his head at the familiar sound which he knew so well. Feng Ming did not realize when Rong Tian had crossed the distance between them. His lover was now standing in front of him, just like how he would forever be beside him.

Feng Ming focused on the handsome and extraordinary man in front of his eyes, his vision still blurry. He solemnly nodded his head in answer.

RT: I also couldn’t sleep.

Rong Tian held out his sleeves and helped Feng Ming wipe away the tears. “Don’t worry, I’ll come back with you. We’ll chat a bit and soon you’ll fall asleep.”

Holding onto Feng Ming’s hand, they turned around and slowly headed back to the campsite. RT: Why did you cry? Are you still angry with me?

Feng Ming wiped his puffy eyes. Without answering, he asked Rong Tian, “What did you pray for in front of the grave?”

Rong Tian stopped and tilted his head to look at Feng Ming for a moment before he resumed his walk in silence.

When they reached their tent, Rong Tian finally said, “I swore to Mei Ji that there will be a day when the entire royal family of Li Kingdom will be eliminated. Man or woman, young or old—no one will be spared.”

Feng Ming suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Rong Tian had already guessed that he would disapprove. His lips curled into a sad, humorless smile. “You must think I’m very cruel, don’t you?”

FM: Right now, I really want to drink wine. Will you accompany me?

Lifting the curtain of the tent, they both walked inside. Feng Ming lit a candle and opened a bottle of wine placed on the ground, drinking a mouthful. Because of the burning sensation heading straight to his nose, Feng Ming’s face became bright red.

FM: You’re not going to accompany me?

Rong Tian didn’t hesitate to answer. “Of course I am.”

Stepping forward, he received the bottle of wine from Feng Ming. Just like Feng Ming, he held it with two hands, tilting his head to drink and giving out a loud shout.

The smell of alcohol spread in all directions, warming his body.

Rong Tian’s tolerance was beyond most people, so he was not afraid of the burning sensation and continued to drink the wine as if it was water. After a while, he noticed that his worries had diminished about 90%.

Rong Tian laughed, “This is an excellent wine. It’s a pity there’s only one bottle.”

With a forceful toss, he threw the empty bottle behind him, shattering it into pieces as it hit the ground.

That high-quality wine had been from Yong Yin. When Yong Yi requested his men to transport food supplies, the wine had been brought along. In total, there were several bottles of the wine. Not only was it strong, it could easily cause a person to be intoxicated.

Rong Tian had indulged on the wine to relieve his sorrows, and quickly became drunk. He suddenly turned around and swiftly sat down.

He looked up at Feng Ming and remarked, “This wine is very strong.”

Although his voice was clear, his cheeks had a faint blush, raising cause for alarm.

Feng Ming took two steps forward.

RT: Don’t come closer.

Pausing for a bit, Rong Tian tried to cope with the feelings of dizziness.

RT: If you still can’t sleep, then you can go over to the next tent and find Chiu Lan and the others to chitchat.

FM: And wake everyone up?

Feng Ming did not listen to Rong Tian’s warning. He continued to walk forward and sat down next to him.

FM: Also, I lost the bet today and told you that I would be at your mercy.

Rong Tian remained silent as he gazed into Feng Ming’s eyes. The pair of dark pupils carried a spark of naivety, which stirred perverse feelings of lust from deep within. That vulnerable, tempting look was compelling him to dominate and possess the person in front of him.

A sudden burst of excitement rushed straight to his bottom half. Rong Tian inhaled a deep breath to calm his beating heart. In a lowered voice he asked, “You really aren’t going to leave?”

Feng Ming glanced between Rong Tian’s legs and understood clearly. He shook his head, his ears burning for quite some time.

Rong Tian clenched his teeth, his increasing arousal was reaching the point where it was difficult to restrain himself. He warned a second time, “I’m not in a good mood. I won’t be able to hold back tonight and might hurt you.”

Even so, Feng Ming still pulled closer, more persistent and determined than before. He quietly answered, “It hurt before, but I’m much stronger now. Do you think that I can be easily injured?”

Feng Ming’s words were abruptly cut off.

A primal force like a blazing fire had stormed forth, enveloping him in tight embrace as they both fell back onto the bed. His body was held down by Rong Tian, whose eyes were filled with a desire so intense it was unnerving.

Feng Ming was alarmed by the sudden forcefulness and he gave out a small shout. His cry was immediately smothered by a pair of lips. The kiss was rough, merciless, leaving him breathless as Rong Tian’s tongue invaded his mouth with a self-indulgent cruelty.

The heated sensation from Feng Ming’s mouth went straight to his head and he couldn’t stop it from spreading throughout his body and down into his lower half, awaking his own desires that haven’t been fulfilled because of the Lover’s Blood.

Like an animal, Rong Tian didn’t say anything as he quickly pulled off Feng Ming’s belt. Reaching his hands inside, he grabbed a hold of Feng Ming’s precious jewel that was already erect.

“Ah!” Feng Ming gasped.

“Don’t be afraid.” Rong Tian gave a wolfish smile, excited by the sounds of pleasure made by his lover. The scent of alcohol, along with his hot perspiration, poured out onto Feng Ming’s face. Underneath the flickering candlelight, Rong Tian’s smile turned into a a predatory smirk. He lowered his head and gently nibbled onto Feng Ming’s ear while his long fingers slowly stroked the jewel he had in his hand.

“Ah...”

Not wanting to waste time, he used the palm of his hand to wrap around Feng Ming’s erect organ and continued to tease and coax it.

A sudden jolt of pleasure ran down Feng Ming’s back, causing him to arch his body upward as he called out.

“Rong....Rong Tian...” His voice trembled as if begging for mercy, but did not want for it to stop, “No....I can’t....”

“It’s too early.”

Rong Tian easily suppressed his lover who was writhing beneath him restlessly. Wanting to savor the reactions of Feng Ming’s member, Rong Tian continued to stroke it attentively. At a close distance, he watched every expression Feng Ming made.

From his skillful touch, the muscles became taut. Layers of glistening sweat dripped down Feng Ming’s forehead, both cheeks were burning red. His lips trembled slightly as he moaned. Every little change on him face was amplified under the candlelight, all for Rong Tian’s enjoyment.

“No...oh...no...can’t...” Feng Ming’s lips quivered as he turned his head away, but Rong Tian ruthlessly held his chin and turned him back.

“I want to see your face when you come.” Rong Tian commanded in a low voice as he gazed into his lover’s eyes.

Like having a current flowing through his body, shock wave after shock wave of pleasure caused Feng Ming to uncontrollably arch forward..

It was impossible to escape from Rong Tian’s grasp.

“No...no...” His delicate toes curled from the exquisite pleasure.

He was no longer able to control himself. Hoping to reach the peak of pleasure, he no longer cared for the shame that was soon replaced by sweet bliss. Each of his reactions was closely observed by Rong Tian, his wanton expressions reflected in those dark eyes, misted by desire.

Thinking about this, Feng Ming almost wanted to cry.

“Do you want to come?” Rong Tian whispered into his ear, his breath warm and sensual, the fragrance of temptation,

Feng Ming felt as if his earlobe was being set ablaze as Rong Tian licked it, each small bite causing him to burn inside.

“Rong... Rong Tian...” Feng Ming desperately shook his head, choking back his tears. Rong Tian continued tending to his lover, his pace quickening at the challenge. “Don’t....no...ah....” Feng Ming was twisting and crying underneath those skilled hands. After a short moment, he declared defeat.

“Ah!” Feng Ming let out a cry as his body fell limp from its highest arching point. The intense moment was followed by shame as white fluids spurted out.

“Didn’t I say it was too early?” Rong Tian teased.

He didn’t give Feng Ming any time to breathe as both of their clothes were immediately stripped and thrown onto the ground. In less than a second, Feng Ming’s forbidden area that had not been touched for many days was now being invaded.

Rong Tian took the residual fluid of Feng Ming onto his hand coated the entrance with it. "Wait, wait."

That part of him had contracted due to his fright. Although Feng Ming was mentally prepared in his mind, Rong Tian’s member was still ‘too much for him to handle’.

“I can’t wait.”

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Rong Tian plunged his fingers deep inside, piercing through the tight entrance. Unlike his usual self, who had always been patient when it came to pleasuring Feng Ming, Rong Tian’s actions tonight were more aggressive and rough.

Just like a small animal, Feng Ming weakly begged for mercy, “Rong Tian... please... please... a little slower...”

Hearing his lover’s pleading voice, Rong Tian seemed to regain some self-control. Clenching his teeth, he extracted his fingers. After breathing heavily for a moment and restraining himself from exploring further, Rong Tian asked in a hoarse voice, “Is it alright now?”

Without waiting for an answer, his fingers had entered again. After fooling around for a bit, he bent his fingers and stimulated the inner walls.

Feng Ming couldn’t suppress his heavy breathing. A thin layer of sweat formed on his skin, his face reddened as if he was drenched in hot water. “I want to love you fiercely!”

Any last shred of self-restraint that Rong Tian had possessed disappeared with that admission. He spread open Feng Ming’s legs and positioned them in front of his chest.

With a single sharp thrust, he breached through the tight entrance until he was at the hilt.

“Ah Ah Ah!” Feng Ming moaned uncontrollably. The sensation of being filled was overwhelming.

Feng Ming had never seen him this violent before. Rong Tian’s strong hips rocked back and forth as he entered him, each time seemingly deeper than the last.

“No...no...it hurts....” Feng Ming’s eyebrows creased into an agitated line, his forehead damp with sweat, his hair a mess.

Mercilessly violated, through his blurred vision, he saw that Rong Tian seemed to be losing himself in this mindless pleasure. His intense face revealed an expression of pure ecstasy.

“It hurts... Rong Tian... Rong...” Feng Ming cried out in pain while stretching out his arms to embrace Rong Tian.

The closeness of their bodies created a greater intimacy.

Rong Tian continued to fiercely thrust into the narrow entrance, which had already swollen due to the friction.

“Kiss me.” Rong Tian said in a deep voice, ragged with lust.

“No...too...too...thick.....” It was a pleasure so devastating, Feng Ming’s reply sounded hoarse as his breathing became irregular.

Even so, he still stubbornly clung onto Rong Tian. Feng Ming tilted his head back, exposing his white neck as he was lost in trance underneath Rong Tian’s spell.

Like a starving wolf, Rong Tian had bit the skin near Feng Ming’s Adam’s apple, using his tongue to caress the faint bruising. After a leaving a trail of hungry kisses on his neck, Rong Tian locked onto his lover’s lips, savagely taking his breath away.

“Feng Ming, is it deep enough?” His question was a sultry murmur, eyes shining with satisfaction.

Such an explicit question had strongly aroused Feng Ming, causing his inner walls to contract even more.

This reaction was an invitation for Rong Tian, who smirked in response as he gave another thrust. Hearing Feng Ming gasp in delight, the torture continued as he asked once more, “Is it not deep enough?”

“Ah...how...hate...ful...”

“Is it enough?”

“No....”

“It’s not enough?” Rong Tian was eager to test his limits. The heat from his ravenous gaze caused Feng Ming to involuntarily shudder, his face blushing red to his ears.

“Is it really not enough?”

“Enough....it’s enough!” Feng Ming finally called out in surrender.

Rong Tian continued to enter and withdraw without stopping. Even the intensity caused the lungs inside his chest to almost squeeze through.

The thick member within his twitching body was issuing a gushing sexual sound. The numbness from his behind was gradually spreading...the time it reached the middle of his spine, it was like a firecracker exploding.

As his body could no longer endure, it trembled in excitement. The member in front of Rong Tian’s abdomen suddenly splashed out white fluids.

Almost at the same time, a gush of heat burst from the depths of his lover’s body, causing Feng Ming to tremble from climaxing once again. He cried out sharply, his stiff body easing off.

Rong Tian finally stopped, although he was not quite finished as he rested on top of Feng Ming. The scent of their love-making had filled the entire tent. After a few ragged breaths, Rong Tian turned Feng Ming over and re-positioned himself.

Feng Ming was exhausted, his eyes widened in disbelief. “You’re still not satisfied?”

Rong Tian answered with a single motion, piercing through the swollen, narrow passage for the second time, causing it to sting in pain.

“I’ll never be satisfied in this lifetime.” With one breath, he breached the innermost walls. Just like that, Rong Tian let out a carefree laugh as he fiercely moved his hips.

“Ah...gently...please....I beg you...”

Their two bodies were entwined together, emitting sounds that could cause even the most experienced courtesans to blush. As the night passed by, his body never once lost its sensation. On the contrary, he grew even more sensitive to the friction, enduring the ravaging torture that could drive one to madness.

“Ah...ah....spare me....” Feng Ming begged for mercy.

His mind was disoriented, drowned in a sensual haze, forgetting how many times he had climaxed that night. Each time was more intense than the last, leaving him without a moment to rest.

Rong Tian had entered him so deeply that it gave an illusion as if they would always be together for this entire lifetime.

Maybe for eternity.

Their fates entwined, Feng Ming would always hold onto this brief memory of sweet longing. Perhaps this illusion was not so bad.

END OF VOLUME 9