Ink Blade Chapter 63 (Part 1)
Translated by Sylver
Chapter 63.1 Deep Kiss (part 1)
Chu Yan was dumbfounded, almost dropping the candle lantern in his hand. For a moment, he was speechless.
He knew that Mo Ren had those kinds of thoughts, and he also knew that Mo Ren was always determined to learn what the palace master needed. But the current situation completely exceeded his rational tolerance.
He wouldn’t even dare to dream such a bold dream.
The pale body kneeling on the bed was slightly leaning forward. Mo Ren had practiced martial arts since he was a child. Even though he was very thin after being tormented by illness for many days, the lines of his body were still incredibly attractive. The guard’s eyelashes trembled slightly, his voice hoarse. “Master.”
Chu Yan hurriedly put the lantern on the table and straddled the bed, but he didn’t dare to look directly at him. In his panic, he could only stare at the red bean bracelet on Mo Ren’s wrist. The red color was still shaking, dazzlingly so. “No, Ah Ren, you… this is absolutely not okay.”
He randomly pulled the quilt on the bed, pressed the quilt on Mo Ren with a hot face, and muttered, “You listen, listen… wait for this Master to come back from Southern Xinjiang.”
But Mo Ren pushed the quilt with his hand. He called the palace master in a low voice, tentatively, rubbing Chu Yan’s clothes with his fingers, as if he was unsure whether he could directly untie the palace master’s belt.
Chu Yan grabbed his wrist and laughed, “You! What are you doing?”
But Mo Ren raised his head, his usually restrained eyes somewhat sad. “Master, that day in the alley under the rain of Changqing City… did this subordinate’s answer disappoint you?”
“No, no, this Master didn’t mean that.”
Chu Yan quickly hugged him through the quilt, his breath hot as he rubbed the guard’s temples with his lips, enduring the sourness and saying, “That time it was this Master’s fault, this Master scared Ah Ren. Wait for your poison to be solved, wait for the poison to be solved and this Master will ask again, if you’re willing to agree, we’ll live a good life…”
Mo Ren pursed his lips, his eyes shining brightly in the dark night, “But if this subordinate can’t wait for the Master to come back, wouldn’t the Master bear…..this subordinate and the Master are destined for two lives?”
He moved a little in Chu Yan’s arms, his strength very weak, his voice also hoarse and weak. “Master, Ah Ren wants to give you everything he can give you. In this way, Ah Ren can say that there is no regret even in death.”
Chu Yan looked at him in surprise for a long time, only to feel that his eyes were clear and moving. Mo Ren’s eyes were filled with calm and serene hope, a kind of sacrificial devotion.
A myriad of complex emotions surged in his heart, and the palace master suddenly laughed helplessly and indulgently, kissing Mo Ren’s temples, “You… you still don’t really understand.”
He held Mo Ren with one arm, and with the other hand, he hooked up the gauze clothes on the ground. “Come, put it on first. This Master will teach you how to do this love thing.”
Mo Ren’s heart moved slightly. Today, Chu Yan thought for a long time before deciding to go to Southern Xinjiang, and he also pondered and agonized for the same length of time before deciding to do this.
Although he appeared very stable on the surface, he was actually quite nervous in his heart.
At this moment, Chu Yan saw that Mo Ren was not angry, and seemed to be loosening up. He finally relaxed and let the palace dress him.
"Come," Chu Yan was afraid he would catch a cold, so he held his hand and transferred internal energy. The palace master's eyes were burning, and his voice suddenly softened and became affectionate, "Ah Ren, come and kiss this Master."
Mo Ren suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with confusion.
Chu Yan smiled and gently held him, "Ah Ren, didn't you want to spend the night with this Master? Why, are you unwilling now, not even willing to give a kiss?"
"No..." Mo Ren was at a loss, and quickly and awkwardly straightened up... He nervously pursed his lips, leaned in, and quickly brushed against the palace master's lips.
At the moment their lips touched, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if a spring rain was falling on his chest, this unprecedented feeling softened the organ in his chest, turning it into tender affection.
Chu Yan chuckled in satisfaction, "Another kiss. Aim properly."
A blush gradually spread across Mo Ren's pale cheeks, his eyes flickering and his breath becoming slightly erratic. He had never imagined that the palace master would also enjoy teasing people like this. This was nothing like any of the scenarios he had envisioned.
He had already prepared himself to be used by his master. He was willing and he enjoyed it, even if it meant pain and exhaustion. This was a desperate search for something before his inevitable death.
But he never expected the fire to be so lingering, so gentle as it burned him. The candlelight on the desk outlined the overlapping shadows of the bed, and the halo of light fell into his eyes, tempting him.
Mo Ren coughed twice, covering his mouth, and seemed to have made a decision after a long time. He slowly raised his hands and lightly supported himself in Chu Yan's arms, then leaned forward and carefully pressed his lips against the palace master's.
A tingling sensation ran up his spine, and he felt his waist and knees go weak, almost falling to his knees.
"Ah Ren... don't be afraid, take it slow," Chu Yan murmured, holding Mo Ren's waist slowly. The guard was so shocked that he closed his eyes for a moment, and the next moment he fell back, pressed down by Chu Yan's hands onto the soft bedding.
A few ticklish touches fell beside his cheek, and were quickly brushed away by a hand. Mo Ren knew it was the palace master's long hair.
His heart was pounding like a drum, and he could even hear Chu Yan's heartbeat. He saw the palace master's phoenix eyes so close, and in a daze, he felt like he was being sucked into those eyes.
The next moment, Chu Yan's lips fell on him.
Earlobes, corners of the eyebrows, forehead, nose... the palace master's kisses were scattered all over, except for his lips.
After tasting it once, Chu Yan pointed to his own mouth, his voice hoarse, "It's Ah Ren's turn now. Kiss again, but this time... inside."
Mo Ren was stunned, and Chu Yan just stared at him with a smile.
The guard stiffened for five or six breaths, seeming to summon up the courage to offend, but in the end, he gave up and hung his head with a bitter smile, "This subordinate….Master please spare Ah Ren."
"Scared of this Master?"
Chu Yan playfully tapped his forehead, "This Master is just trying to teach you that true understanding and a fulfilling life don't only come from physical intimacy."
